Magical Girl Raising Project, Vol. 14 by Asari Endou and Marui-no

Author:Asari Endou and Marui-no [Asari Endou and Marui-no]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2022-10-19T00:00:00+00:00

Miss Marguerite

Fortunately, no problems cropped up.

With Marguerite leading the way, they soon reached the place where Maiya had lost her life. Her body was still there, untouched.

It was just as miserable on the second look as the first. Marguerite wanted to tear her eyes away, but she couldn’t let herself do that. On the way, she watched out of the corner of her eyes how the other magical girls moved. Tepsekemei flew in the sky, so it went without saying that Marguerite needed to keep a watch on her, but Clarissa was also fast, with a mastery in the movements of her body. Marguerite could assume she had far more experience than you’d expect from her human age. Nephilia, on the other hand, was a little slow, but that was just compared to the others here; she was about average for a magical girl.

Before their group came here, Mana had seemed to be worrying about various things. Marguerite couldn’t say for sure that her worries were baseless. That was precisely why they would be relying on Nephilia’s magic, on the hope that it would be some kind of clue. Marguerite knelt down and prayed awhile, then beckoned for Nephilia. Nephilia retreated a half step and drew her chin back. She didn’t seem very happy about this—in fact, she looked reluctant. She was muttering to herself.

Marguerite leaned her ear close to pick up what she was saying. “What? …It’s too…gruesome…so you don’t want to touch it…?”

Clarissa booed. Marguerite put her right hand on her hip and looked down at Nephilia. They were clearly not going to let her return without doing anything.

Nephilia still wanted out of it, but she must have sensed that she wasn’t going to be allowed to back out, as she dragged her chin up, and though she was as slow as possible about it, she got moving.

She slowly descended into a formal kneel beside the dead body and timidly reached out to Maiya’s head—she drew back once, then extended her arm again, taking plenty of time until she touched her and finally began to stroke her. Once Nephilia had begun stroking her, the negative emotions disappeared from Nephilia’s expression, and she picked up speed, stroking the body’s head. It had stopped bleeding by now, but the ground was still dirty. Nephilia’s knees were wet with blood. She paid them no mind.

Marguerite watched Nephilia but kept her attention fixed on the other magical girls as well. Tepsekemei remained continually blank-faced before the gruesome body as well as the change in Nephilia. Since this one was Mana’s companion, she probably wasn’t a bad person, but she was unquestionably an oddball. Clarissa was what you’d call “creeped out,” her catlike ears slightly lowered as she watched in disgust. Whether that was a good reaction or not, she was easier to understand.

Then Nephilia cried out. It was the shriek of someone dying. Marguerite automatically put her hand on her sword hilt. But it wasn’t Nephilia’s shriek. It was Maiya’s voice. Tepsekemei spun once in midair, and Clarissa cried out in astonishment.

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