June 21st
“So! It’s right to distribute the nationalities of the magical girls belonging to the Freedom Magical Girl Alliance carefully!”
“What nonsense…! How much has the USA invested in recruiting magical girls all this time!”
“That’s the USA’s situation! Isn’t that right, everyone!”
“I agree with that. Magical girls should…”
“Isn’t it just that the magical girls affiliated with Russia, China, and Korea, all with numbers over three digits, want to benefit step by step from security responsibilities?”
“Responsibilities? You’re talking about responsibility? Wasn’t it you who cried for survival before the trials came?”
“Well, I’m not blaming the Russian provisional government, but isn’t Russia in a situation where they have to be somewhat cautious about security responsibilities?”
“Hmph… So, the USA is subtly claiming to be free from all responsibilities.”
“Hey, what are you saying!”
The conference room was heated with debates over the arrangement of magical girls from each country.
After confirming that existing weapons were ineffective against the monsters, the deployment of magical girls became a serious security matter where no inch could be given.
‘…They’re cautious.’
I, wearing a pure white magical girl outfit, nervously sipped coffee served by a UN staffer.
White clothes
White halo
White hair
And even a white chair.
I was the only one in the meeting room exuding a bizarrely bleached atmosphere.
‘What am I, a decorative doll… so embarrassing.’
Unlike the calm-colored chairs where the foreign ministers sat as representatives, I was told to sit on a white marble chair, and I initially suspected that it was meant to shame me as part of a power struggle.
But that suspicion melted away due to the attitude of the dozens of staff members who brought me here.
– I hope you’ll be generous even if I fall short…
– Can you let me know what parts I need to pay attention to?
– Um, no. Just being here is enough for the goddess…
– When you call me goddess, it feels a bit burdensome. Can’t you just call me magical girl?
– I-I’m sorry, goddess.
Thanks to the animus declaring themselves equal to a goddess, the responsibility fell on me, the one who won the battle.
‘I don’t plan to start a cult.’
After the first trial, movements to elevate me as a saint or angel became evident, so I released a statement saying I wasn’t a divine entity or a saint/angel from any given religion to calm things down.
– Dorim, create an official social media account for me.
– Why all of a sudden?
– I just want to post what I eat every day.
– Sis… you like that sort of stuff?
I tried various ways to consistently appeal that I was an ordinary human who eats, sleeps, and goes to the bathroom to disperse the idol-worship atmosphere.
‘Didn’t think it would turn out to be a promotional activity…’
– Successor, the number of believers has increased a lot.
– How many?
– 20,000 people.
– Hmm… That’s manageable in Elysion; let’s feed them and send them back.
– That’s 20,000 each day.
– We’re doomed.
In fact, more and more people were declaring they would convert to the “Goddess Church,” which only believed in the golden-haired girls from Elysion.
I tried to present a friendly atmosphere with them and quickly turned the situation into a tourist vibe.
‘I calmed them all down, fed them, showed them around the neighborhood, then sent them off.’
If only I could have fried all the upcoming trial monsters and given the goddesses’ butts a smack, then returned in style!
Preparing for battle was no easy task, but persuading and comforting each nation as they fully realized the real threat of humanity’s destruction and the true value of magical girls was tough too.
– Black lions keep appearing!
– I’ll send magical girls to that area with the thread of fate.
– Because of the monsters, logistics have stopped, causing food prices to skyrocket!
– I can produce as much as is lacking.
– But… that’s the amount that 200,000 people need…
– When can I provide it?
– If you can do it now, I’d be grateful.
– Understood.
– Also, there are people who were injured from attacks by black lions…
– I’ll treat everyone.
Now that I could use the unique skills of all the magical girls, I could solve most problems on my own.
However, the number of magical girls was far too few to protect all nations, and even with all the miracles of Elysion mobilized, their daily lives were still tight. So, I traveled to areas beyond the reach of magical girls to quickly resolve various issues.
In that process, my newly blossomed unique skill of [Hope] proved to be very useful.
Eternal Flow
The ability to positively change or restore the human world.
Wherever humanity’s history existed, I could easily resolve most things.
– Any other issues?
– Nope… nothing.
I also made a new discovery.
Another ability I gained when I fully bloomed as the Magical Girl of [Hope].
Unlike the divine manifestation of Animus, it was an alternative way to create a clone.
If I had a medium that could contain the divine nature of the fourth star, I could make an autonomous clone. The issue was that the believer had to pour their affection into creating the medium…
‘…The doll mask.’
Conveniently, there was a believer who wanted to reproduce me in detail since the debutante.
When I met the doll mask while searching for a vessel to contain the clone, it turned out to be a woman with a serene demeanor.
When she first arrived, looking like a cold OL,
I mistakenly thought the shy doll mask had sent a representative.
– You’re a woman…?
– …Yes.
– Why, why such an… activity…
– Women also like pretty girls.
– I see…
After an awkward meeting, I successfully descended divinity onto the 10 dolls she sent me.
The 10 dolls began to move.
“P-Pygmalion…!! I beat you…!!”
Seeing the 10 versions of myself transform into magical girls, the doll mask jumped up and cheered.
Seeing her jump around like a girl, despite looking like a calm team leader in a suit, was unexpectedly cute.
– Great job!
– Thank you!
– I’ll praise you!
– W-Wait?! Just a moment!! Hehehe…
– Huh?
I jokingly surrounded her with 10 versions of myself, folding my arms or petting her head, but she suddenly started bleeding and fainted, causing me to halt quickly. I was flustered when my playful teasing evoked a genuine reaction from the older sister figure.
‘She had such a calm impression but was actually full of passion.’
Though I pondered over the treatment for the clones for a while, I decided to only use them in emergency situations.
– Hmm… let’s postpone using them for now.
– A-Aw, what a pity.
If I used the dolls imbued with my divinity to have countless versions of myself perform miracles around the world, it felt like it would accelerate the atmosphere of worshipping me as a goddess, so I decided to abstain.
‘No… to be precise…’
It seemed like humanity in this world would become so dependent on me that they couldn’t survive without me.
As if it would transform into a society relying on some transcendental being like in the age of goddesses.
I decided not to interfere in this world, except for the damage caused by the goddesses and trials.
Battling the monsters or helping people would solely be issues for the magical girls of this world to tackle.
If all problems were resolved, I would become nothing but an overwhelming threat and an anomaly in this world.
I needed to start preparing gradually.
“……”
To separate this world from the goddesses and the will of the stars, and to create an environment where they could thrive well without me.
It was my task to dismantle the remaining trials. As I pondered this, a sense of responsibility surged within me, making me anxious.
Sighing in exasperation.
“Phew…”
“……”
“……”
“Huh?”
Suddenly, the conference room fell silent.
I panicked and looked ahead; everyone was staring at me with shocked expressions, reacting to my sigh.
Blink…
The scene of ministers who had been ready to grab my collar just moments ago now looking like scared rabbits oddly tugged at my heartstrings.
I understand that the people meant to lead this world are cautious before trials, but…
‘It’s problematic if they react so sensitively to my every move.’
This was all because I was put in such a conspicuous chair in the first place.
I thought I should request a calm-colored chair to be replaced next time.
“Ah, it’s nothing. Please continue the meeting.”
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