Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

Thank you to all the friends who fed us tail blades and tickets!

Volume 1: 236. We've been discovered... Can we reconcile?

"Stop talking!!!"

The true form of the magical cherry blossom, Kimishima Aoi, couldn't help but shout it out.

In an instant, their table became the focus of the entire coffee shop.

Other customers and staff members cast surprised glances at them.

The three Japanese girls blushed immediately and lowered their heads like quails.

The entire afternoon tea session fell into an eerie silence.

"..."

"..."

"..."

For three whole minutes, none of the three magical girls uttered a single word.

They all stared blankly at the gifts they had chosen, their eyes vacant.

Chocolate, razors, pet collars...

We don't even need to send it out; just discussing it here is enough to know it's going to be disliked.

But this is definitely not because they didn't put in the effort.

Ultimately, it's all the owner's fault for living such an extravagant life, where every enjoyment is top-of-the-line.

Any surprise they could think of would not arouse their interest in the slightest.

"Let's do some more shopping later..."

"Well, that's all."

Rinko Mizuki and Sakurada Hatano both sighed helplessly.

As for Kimishima Aoi, her feelings were even more complicated.

"I'm gonna start now……"

She decided to give up thinking about it for the time being.

Pick up the small plastic spoon and enjoy your vanilla ice cream.

However, they forgot that after chatting for so long, there must have been some degree of rapport.

—Slap~

Too much force was applied to the spoon, and a small piece of light green ice cream splashed out.

It landed precisely on her white dress.

"what……"

The girl quickly put down her spoon, opened her small handbag on the seat, and took out a tissue to wipe herself.

As a result, it was found that the ice cream became more noticeable the more it was wiped without water.

With no other option, she hurriedly stood up and ran to the coffee shop's restroom.

Even the small handbag wasn't closed; it was left open beside the seat.

"call--"

The Lin Chun puppet, which had been hidden inside, was finally exposed to fresh air and let out a soft, comfortable sigh.

Of course, the sound was controlled very subtly, so that the girls would never hear it.

To be honest, he already regrets it very much.

At the instigation of his little succubus secretary, he links his consciousness with the magical puppet and secretly spyes on the magical girls' activities.

I thought it would be something somewhat exciting...

But to their surprise, they spent the whole morning shopping just to prepare gifts for themselves.

Chocolate, razors, dog collars—they're all incredibly stupid things...

But because of his eavesdropping, he no longer felt any surprise at all.

"..."

Lin Chun wanted to end his connection with the puppet ahead of schedule, but he didn't know how.

Just then, a huge British Shorthair cat's head appeared out of nowhere at the opening of the handbag.

—So this is a cat cafe?!

His mind hadn't processed it yet.

It felt like the gingerbread man puppet I was connected to was easily hooked by the cat's paw.

Next, you'll most likely be greeted with a shower of cat drool.

Lin Chun, who was already regretting his actions, became even more depressed.

Just as he was about to resist, he heard the girl's footsteps and quickly stopped.

Kimishima Aoi has returned from the bathroom.

The British Shorthair cat, who originally wanted to play, immediately jumped off its seat, leaving the puppet that Lin Chun had linked to on the cushion.

"what……"

Lin Chun was completely stunned, so much so that he completely forgot to run away.

From a purely visual perspective, it creates the illusion of a meteorite hitting the Earth and the world about to end.

—Snap~

Kimishima Aoi sat back down without even glancing down.

I picked up the spoon, wanting to quickly scoop out a couple more bites of the vanilla ice cream before it completely melted.

But after just one bite, he frowned.

"what happened?"

Sitting directly opposite her, Rinko Mizushiro asked with a concerned expression.

"I have a feeling... um..."

Hesitant to speak, Kimishima Aoi put down her spoon again.

It wasn't that the ice cream tasted wrong, but rather that my seat just felt a bit strange.

She stood up again and looked down.

The next second, he picked up the miniature puppet that Lin Chun was connected to with two fingers and looked it up and down with a blank expression.

Then, he looked at the other girls, puzzled.

"Where did this come from? Do you know?"

"It was probably brought over by a cat, nothing special."

Rinko Mizushiro shrugged noncommittally.

"I see, that must be pretty dirty. Ugh, I need to go wash my hands again..."

The naive Kimishima Aoi didn't think much of it.

As she spoke, she was about to throw the puppet in her hand into the trash can next to the dining table, intending to go to the bathroom again.

But just a second before it was thrown down—

Suddenly, Sakurada Hatano, the true form of [Magical Girl Golden Chrysanthemum], spoke up:

"Wait a minute, don't throw it away yet."

"Huh? Why?"

"Don't you guys feel—this little thing gives off a very familiar feeling?"

Her sharp, arrow-like gaze was fixed on the puppet, as if she had seen through it all.

With guidance, Rinko Mizushiro squinted her eyes and leaned closer to take a closer look.

"Indeed...it's just a keychain, but for some reason, it gives me the feeling of having an owner..."

"Meow meow meow?"

Aoi Kimishima looked bewildered, but she also looked at the object more carefully.

"..."

Having just endured overwhelming and unreasonable pressure from all sides, Lin Chun almost lost his connection with the puppet.

But in the end, it still fell short by a little bit.

Lin Chun recovered on his own.