“Hang in there.”
“Yeah.”
The police station left with a thick farewell, drowned in the refreshing sound of rain.
I slowly flew to the rooftop of my apartment, careful not to break my umbrella, repeatedly tilting it against the wind.
This time, I rarely let go of my transformation on the rooftop of my apartment.
Transforming here and there is done to prevent anyone from pinpointing my home’s location.
So sometimes, letting go of my transformation on the rooftop of the apartment I live in isn’t too bad.
Especially on a rainy day like this, I genuinely want to let go of my transformation near home, not just occasionally.
“I’m home.”
With the disappearance of the ‘Si’ sound that came with my transformation release.
“Mari, the computer has….”
“Huh?”
Walking into the house, I let out a startled groan at the sudden news of the computer’s demise.
What happened to our computer, which we had for less than a year?
I had planned to use it for at least ten years; I thought as I approached the computer.
The desktop was cluttered with unfamiliar programs that hadn’t even been installed.
Web pages popping up three or four at a time with a single click on the internet.
Is it really possible for things to spiral out of control just because I neglected it for a bit?
“Just a sec….”
With the state of the computer seeming beyond fixing with just a glance, I got Siyeon down from the chair and sat in front of the computer.
I immediately downloaded a virus scanner and force deletion program from the internet, going through the installation screen, placing the shortcut on the desktop.
Only two seconds after the virus scanner icon appeared on the screen—
The virus scanner icon, which had just been on the desktop, disappeared with a poof.
‘What the hell.’
There are occasionally viruses like this.
Those malicious little bastards that take control of the computer and delete the antivirus program they have.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such viruses—over a decade, in fact….
Next up, the forced deletion program.
Fortunately, this one didn’t seem to be classified as a virus; there was no mishap after installation.
I pressed Ctrl, Alt, Delete to open the task manager and scrolled through all the open processes to check.
Familiar programs passed by nonchalantly, while I found a suspicious process with seemingly no defined icon.
Chasing down the pathway of a strange program with what looked like just a combination of English letters, I opened the file.
Strange applications that seemed completely safe to delete.
‘Then, let’s….’
I tried to delete the most likely troublemaking one with the forced deletion program….
[Your PC has encountered a problem and needs to restart. Collecting some error information. Will restart automatically afterward. (0% complete)]
‘Wow, what the f—.’
As soon as the delete command was issued, the computer displayed a blue screen.
When the computer restarted, that little bastard was still there.
This means the virus has seriously infested the system.
At this point, attempts to resolve this with standard software won’t work anymore.
The virus is messing around while deleting, causing this situation.
In cases like this, rather than trying to salvage it, it’s best to wipe it clean.
‘Guess I have to go out again….’
“Don’t touch the computer, just wait here.”
“Okay….”
I picked up the umbrella, still dripping with water, and stepped toward the convenience store.
I didn’t intend to scold Siyeon too much.
It’s a common occurrence for anyone who knows nothing about computers.
Still, from now on, she should at least ask for permission before installing anything.
How to avoid exposure to computer viruses—number one.
If possible, only use official sites.
‘This should be enough.’
In Da-Ise, where I arrived after pushing through the heavy rain, I held the tiny 5,000 won USB that was the size of my pinky finger.
I quickly achieved my goal and headed to the PC room.
I could technically do it at home, but it felt risky to create a format USB on a virus-infested computer.
Whether member or non-member, I found an empty seat and started using the computer.
Ignoring the strange looks questioning what kind of young girl was alone in a PC room, I wrapped things up.
After paying the non-member fee and leaving the PC room, I headed straight back home.
But my umbrella, which should have been in the umbrella holder at the entrance, was missing.
I rummaged through it.
I thought I might have seen it wrong, but it wasn’t there.
Another thief.
“Damn it….”
Even without my front teeth, I cursed with my canines and kicked the innocent umbrella stand.
I thought no one would take a kid’s umbrella and felt safe, but here we are, nicely scammed.
‘Damn bastard….’
I cursed the thief who took my umbrella to get struck by lightning on the street, returning home in a drenched state.
Quickly washing away the unpleasant feeling in the bathroom, I sat in front of the computer, my long, still damp hair swaying.
I plugged in the USB and slowly booted the computer, tapping F2, F4, F8, F10, and various others.
Anyway, while typing away to access the admin mode unique to each computer.
Next to me, I heard Siyeon’s voice creeping in.
“Mari, can I….”
“It’s okay, but let’s talk next time before doing something other than watching videos, okay?”
“Okay….”
Entering the admin mode screen, I skillfully switched the boot sequence from hard drive priority to USB priority and saved before rebooting.
When it turned back on, the formatting screen appeared, not the usual desktop.
I’ve heard that nowadays, you can format with the computer’s built-in function….
But being an old-school person, I preferred the methods I had learned, as they felt more comfortable.
By deleting the whole drive containing the virus, the viruses wouldn’t have a chance.
After allocating the now-empty space, I began the installation.
Now all I had to do was wait for the format to finish.
A fresh start for a virus-free, tidy computer.
“Now I just have to wait.”
Even after installation, I had random things to do, so I didn’t head straight to bed but laid down on the floor with my smartphone.
Recently, the monstrous gallery that had been bashing this side, and the magical girl gallery that had been bustling with press conferences.
Of course, it’s only natural that the humans who had been talking about that for days wouldn’t stick to just that topic.
The conversation had long since shifted to something else.
The current topic in the magical girl gallery? Whether liking magical girls is a form of paraphilia or not.
Just hearing that discussion made my head spin, and as soon as I visited the site, both sides were in sharp conflict.
[Fuck, is this pedo-gallery level? (2)]
[Seriously, isn’t it okay to love both sides?]
[I didn’t love her because she’s a girl; I loved her, and then found out she was a girl. (3)]
[But what about magical girls who were magical girls for 20 to 30 years? Isn’t that absurd?]
[Wow, what’s the bait today? So disgusting (5)]
[Breaking news) Venus’ successor has appeared (8)]
“Ugh, how dreadful.”
I was in no way curious about how it would conclude or the process, so I quickly hit the back button and escaped the gallery.
Just as the computer’s initial setup was finishing, I raised myself and sat down in the chair.
After several reboots, a streamlined desktop had caught my eye, now magnified several times.
With the simple driver installation file I had placed in the corner of the USB.
After a few clicks, the computer became normal, though still quite empty compared to before.
The video algorithms and search traces of being a non-member had vanished, but so what?
It’s all good; anyway, I’m relieved it got sorted out.
“All done.”
With the computer virus fuss from the two of us, the monsoon rain passed slowly.
The police station where Sun had managed to capture the revealed pervert.
Although it was a fact that most people were indifferent to, there exists the position of police journalist.
Since a police station is a place where one can easily encounter various issues or violent crimes, there are journalists officially attached to the police.
News of magical girls capturing nearby perverts may be small, but it’s far from insignificant as delicious fodder.
[As the monsters disappear, perverts are… instantly apprehended, ‘flasher’ of all people….]
[“Please let me go,” says the dazed flasher, what happened to him?]
[“Not solely targeting elementary school students.” Regarding the statement, magical girl Sun responds, “It’s a point of pride, you bastard.” + retort]
[At this time when the monsoon rain begins, the unexpected ‘flasher’ is a college student in his 20s.]
The problem wasn’t the article itself but the public opinion shaped by these articles.
If you think about it, the magical girls are the only ones who can handle monster extermination.
Why? Because to eradicate certain monsters with overwhelming speed, strength, and mystical magic, destructive firepower must be unleashed lest the city be left in ruins.
This means that the magical girls possess strength stronger than ordinary adult men.
So, the magical girl who has made the area safe from monsters.
Wouldn’t it be more efficient to support the police or fire station with that surplus strength?
The result of politicians rushing in blindly at the citizens’ jovial remarks.
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