Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

But she herself was going to conspire with Lin Chun, Qiangwei, and her mother to ruthlessly deceive her.

My conscience is aching, but the plan has been finalized.

Then we can only continue speaking according to the script.

"As you can see, I'm fine. I was released safely after singing for the villainous female cadre."

"But……"

"Alright, alright, I'm a regular at this izakaya. I heard Miss Haru-zakura was celebrating her birthday here, so I came~"

Hatano Sakurada—or more accurately, Fallen Chrysanthemum—reached out her hands and cupped that tear-streaked face.

He flashed his signature idol-like smile and gently wiped away her tears with his fingers.

"Chunying, today is your birthday, you can't keep crying, okay?"

"Ok!"

Magic Cherry Blossom took a deep sniff, like an eight-year-old child, barely managing to stop her tears and force a smile through her tears.

Guided by Hatano and Hayashi Jun, he sat down in a chair.

The cakes I was carrying were placed on the counter, and their outer packaging was opened.

It's only the size of a palm, with no fruit or chocolate on the surface, and belongs to the cheapest kind, costing less than two thousand yen.

Even the candles given away by the merchants were thin, small, crooked, and in a terrible condition.

"Sorry... I didn't expect so many people, the cake I bought is a bit small..."

"It's ok."

Lin Chun smiled gently, then changed the subject:

"If I may ask, how old is Miss Chunying on her birthday?"

"Eighteen years old..."

"Okay~"

He nodded to Rinko Mizushiro, who was sitting to the side.

The other party took the initiative to light eighteen candles, which were neatly arranged on the cake and lit one by one.

"Haru-Sakura-chan, close your eyes and make a wish?"

With everything ready, Lin Chun, the host of the birthday party, immediately began the next segment.

"OK!"

Chunying nodded and obediently closed her eyes.

As it turns out, this was probably her first birthday party, and she didn't even know the basics of making a silent wish.

Facing the eighteen flickering candles, he actually read out his pure and simple wish.

"I hope Mr. Chunnan's hands will recover quickly, and I hope Rose and Chrysanthemum will regain their senses and stop falling into depravity."

"..."

"..."

"..."

—Her simple and sincere wish was as powerful as a magic bullet.

Lin Chun, Fallen Rose, and Fallen Chrysanthemum—the faces of all three twitched uncontrollably, their consciences aching terribly.

To be honest, no one would have the heart to lie to such a naive and good child.

But the Demon King's order to hunt her was so urgent.

For Chunying's own sake, and also for the sake of the "Brainwashing Department," the despicable plan must continue.

"Ahem... Now that you've made your wish, blow out the candles."

"Good~"

The innocent and naive Chunying took a deep breath and blew out all the birthday candles.

She opened her eyes, looking as happy as an eight-year-old child.

Next, Mieko, who was acting as the proprietress, laid out the dishes of food that she had prepared in advance, one by one.

Chunying's eyes lit up as she looked at it, and she even licked her lips, her mouth steaming with hot air.

But she politely looked at the host of the birthday party first.

"Mr. Jun'an, this..."

"A birthday party shouldn't just be about cake. This is something we prepared especially for you, so please help yourself."

"But I don't have any extra money..."

"Ha, you silly boy."

Lin Chun chuckled indulgently.

She raised her right hand, which was in a cast, and placed it on Magic Spring Cherry's little head, gently stroking it.

"This is our token of appreciation. Thank you for protecting the citizens of Tokyo all this time."

"Is such that."

"Thank you, Chunying-neechan."

"Without the magical cherry blossoms, I really don't know what Tokyo would be like."

As previously agreed, Mizuki Mieko, Rinko, and Hatano Sakurada also joined in.

Four people took turns offering her gentle comfort.

"Woo..."

Faced with such a heartwarming scene, Magic Cherry Blossom couldn't help but cry again.

—It feels like a dream.

For the past month, it seems like everyone in Tokyo hates and mocks me.

Even her former comrades-in-arms, Rose and Chrysanthemum, showed no mercy and launched a fierce attack.

I never expected to be treated so kindly by so many strangers in this small izakaya.

She took a bite of the Japanese oyako-yaki first.

Even though it tasted like my own tears, it still tasted delicious.

"Thank you everyone... I'm so happy."

"Mmm, let's eat first!"

While continuing to comfort Chunying, Lin Chun secretly gave Meihui a meaningful look.

—The prey showed no sign of being wary of the trap; it was time to close the net.

Mizuki Mieko, who was loyal to him, also nodded slightly.

Then, from inside the counter, he took out a bottle of laced sake, poured a full glass, and placed it in front of Haru-sakura.

"……This is?"

"Haru-Cherry Blossom, you're eighteen now, come and have a taste~"

Lin Chun sat to the side, seducing the innocent and naive magical girl like a male host in Shinjuku's Kabukicho district.

152. Spring Cherry Blossoms in Drunkenness

"Gudu~Gudu~Gudu~"

Lost in false warmth, the innocent magical Chunying was completely unaware of her surroundings.

She stretched out her two little hands, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one go.

This was the first time in her life that she had consumed alcohol.

I had no idea what the normal taste was like; I just felt a slight numbness on my tongue and a slightly sweet taste in my throat.

I wouldn't say I like it, but I definitely don't dislike it either.

"Miss Chunying, thank you for fighting for me."

—Without giving her time to react, Hatano Sakurada immediately followed up, pouring a full glass of sake as well.

Silly Magic Cherry Blossom drank her second cup.

Next, Lin Jun, Mei Huizi, and Lin Zi took turns drinking the third, fourth, and fifth cups...

It's not just the numbing effect of alcohol itself.

The otherworldly potions and modern medicines mixed in have begun to take effect.

"Huh? Was it an earthquake...? My head, my head is so dizzy..."