Magical Girl of Chaos: Magical Rampage

“…Is it morning already?”

6 AM in U.S. time.

I forgot to set an alarm, but my biological clock somehow woke me up right at 6, which is a bit surprising.

“Ugh… Time to train…”

First, I checked my body’s movements to gauge my condition.

After washing my face and tidying up my slightly messy hair with a comb, I transformed into a Magical Girl and headed to the Fairy Realm.

“Oh my, I heard you went to America, but you still came back at the same time~.”

“Fairy Queen… Why are you waiting here already?”

“Hehe, I have something to give you.”

“Something to give me?”

The Fairy Queen was waiting in front of the Exclusive Training Ground.

What she handed me was a long, jet-black weapon.

Well, is it really long? It’s a bit ambiguous.

Anyway, it feels really nice to hold, and it seems like a weapon where the handle and blade aren’t clearly separated.

It feels like it was sharply cut and polished midway through?

“This was made from the hardest material in the Fairy Realm.”

“Really? How was it processed?”

“There are ways. First, this weapon doesn’t respond to magic at all. So, it won’t cause unnecessary destruction by being wrapped in magic, and it won’t break from magical attacks either.”

“…Really? But why are you giving this to me?”

“Obviously, it seems like you’re trying to suppress destruction around you while making magic swords these days.”

“You figured that out, huh…”

“Ah, by the way, it tends to self-repair, but only up to cracks. If it completely breaks, it can’t be fixed… So, handle it carefully, okay?”

“Got it.”

Hmm… Magic swords are also for training, but… well, having this isn’t bad either.

I’ll use the magic sword for training and wield this when I need to suppress destruction in real combat.

If there’s no big concern, I’ll use the magic sword, and… if it’s a place where I can go wild without consequences, I’ll use this.

That sounds perfect.

Now that I have the weapon, I should try it out.

If I can swing it my way without any issues, I can use it well.

It’s made to fit perfectly in my hand, so the grip shouldn’t be a problem… Ah, the length is the same as my magic sword, so the reach is fine too.

“…Oh.”

This feels better in my hand than I thought.

And this cutting power… I can easily slice through up to Great King-Class without any issues.

Emperor-Class… If I put in some effort, I can tear through them too.

For dealing with small fry, this seems perfect.

Now… time to train.

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“Hey, don’t cling to me.”

“Mwoong…”

After finishing training and taking a shower, Gravity greeted me.

She probably skipped the front door and came in through a [Gate] again. I wish she’d at least ring the doorbell or knock.

And stop clinging to me just because I smell good.

“…Ah, here… Korean food too, selling…”

“…Korean food? There’s a Korean restaurant?”

“Uh-huh… Lunchbox…”

“…Lunchbox?”

Suddenly, she’s talking about lunchboxes…

Wait, are we having that for breakfast?

…Well, if the quality is good, it’s not bad.

So, I went out with Gravity to buy a Korean lunchbox.

But… is this really a Korean lunchbox?

What’s with the giant kimbap roll, half-and-half chicken pieces, and stir-fried noodles…?

Well, they are Korean dishes, but it feels like they’ve been set up in a very American way.

…Wait, chicken isn’t originally a Korean dish, is it?

“…Ah, it’s delicious.”

“Here, drink this…”

“Alright… By the way, isn’t there a place that sells more authentic Korean lunchboxes or food?”

“…Yeah. But, I like this place better…”

Ah~ This kid likes this kind of food, huh?

That’s why she brought me to a place selling this kind of stuff, even though it’s supposed to be Korean.

And well, it’s a bit much to insist on Korean food even in America.

If we’re here, shouldn’t we eat proper American food?

“What do you usually eat for breakfast?”

“Um… Fried eggs, bacon, peanut butter toast… Ah, and… white bread for toast…”

“Typical American breakfast, huh.”

“Yeah…”

But is that really enough for breakfast?

Well, looking at what she usually eats, this is probably considered light.

American thinking is quite different, so I guess I have to lower my standards to understand.

…Huh? Oh, is that Times Square?

I didn’t expect to see that famous place in person.

When I was fighting all over the world, I only thought about defeating enemies, never about sightseeing. Seeing it now is really…

“Cafe, let’s go…”

“Cafe?”

“…Yeah. The coffee there, really good…”

This Gravity kid, did she like coffee?

I’ve never seen her drink coffee or even look for it when she was at my place.

“Do you like coffee?”

“Yeah…”

“Then why didn’t you look for it when you were at my place?”

“Just… if it’s not there, it’s fine…”

“I see…”

She likes coffee, but she’s not obsessed with it, huh…

Well, I like sweet things, so I’ll order a latte.

“It’s delicious. The latte art is pretty too.”

This cafe is really good.

Well, being in New York, it makes sense that the quality is high.

By the way, it’s tastier than what Chubby made…

Well, Chubby is still experimenting, so I’m sure he’ll get to this level eventually.

“What should we eat for lunch…”

“Lunch… Chinatown, let’s go…”

“Chinatown?”

“Yeah… Really good…”

“Alright…”

Chinatown, huh… If it’s American-style Chinese food, it should be pretty good.

Chinese food itself is hard to mess up since it’s so oily.

And if Gravity says it’s really good, it’s worth looking forward to.

“Cake~…”

“You, how many slices of cake have you had already?”

“…? Five slices.”

Five slices… Seeing how she devoured desserts at cafes when she was in Korea, that’s probably on the lower side.

Usually, she piles up macarons, tarts, and cake slices like a mountain.

“Frappe~…”

But even if she eats less, she won’t leave empty-handed.

Of course, Gravity comes out with a frappe in each hand.

Naturally, I bought my own, so those two are both hers.

She probably failed to choose between the two and ended up buying both.

By the way, the cookie frappe is delicious.

The whipped cream on top is a bit annoying, but it’s tasty, so it’s fine.

“Oh, that kid over there, is she a rookie?”

“…Yeah.”

“She’s fighting a Baron-Class demon…”

If she’s fighting a Baron-Class demon, it shouldn’t be too dangerous.

But to ordinary people, it’s more than a beast, so they set up a barrier… There are a lot of people gathered.

“Hmm… Well, her movements are good for a rookie.”

“Yeah…”

At first, it seems like everyone takes about 10 minutes to deal with a Baron-Class, but what about her?

From the looks of it, she’s gaining the upper hand, and in a few months, she might be able to take on Baron-Class demons.

“…Huh?”

“Ugh…”

While watching, someone suddenly broke through the barrier and barged in.

If they can break a barrier set up by mascots, they must be a superhuman… That must be it.

The one who’s been popular lately, taking the place of Magical Girls and defeating demons instead.

If it’s before the Magical Girl intervenes, fine, but barging in during a fight is not okay.

Alright, I’ll secretly open a [Gate] and lightly throw my wand to disable them.

…I plan to throw it as lightly as possible, so I hope it doesn’t pierce their side.

“Guh?!”

“Oh, they’re not dead.”

“…?”

Since I saw the hit, I immediately retrieved the wand.

It happened so fast that they wouldn’t know what shape the wand was or where it went.

In situations like this, [Gate] is really convenient.

I can attack secretly without transforming.

“…Dead?”

“No, I didn’t kill them.”

“Yeah…”

Gravity… Even I don’t kill just because I don’t like someone.

Killing is only for when I’m sure they’re hostile.

That was just them trying to assert their authority.

By the way… America is weirdly obsessed with heroes.

Looking at the country’s growth background and culture, I can understand, but this is a bit much…

And if you think about it, Magical Girls are heroes too, so why do they see it in black and white?

Do they think only they are the real heroes?

Hmm… I don’t get it.

“…By the way, what did you attach?”

“Huh? Oh, you saw that? It’s a mini GPS. By the way, why is your pronunciation normal this time?”

“A little, sleepy… gone.”

“I see. Well, it’s to check where their group gathers. I don’t know where they’re from, so I need to know their location.”

I didn’t attach it with the intention of attacking, but just in case.

If things get too bad, I’ll go in and beat them up, then give them some mental education.

For that, I need to know where they gather.

“…That, Justice Mania.”

“Justice Mania?”

“Group, name. Search, it’ll come up.”

“Really? Alright, I’ll search it later.”

“Yeah…”

Justice Mania… Just the name sounds like a bunch of nobodies.

Well, it’s usually the lower-tier nobodies who do this kind of stuff.

If they’re doing something stupid and incomprehensible, they’re probably at that level.

It’s practically 100% accurate.

“Yeah… Paparazzi…”

“Paparazzi?”

“…Over there.”

“…Ah.”

I heard there are a lot of paparazzi in America and other foreign countries, and it’s true.

Just where Gravity pointed, there are three paparazzi.

But well, that level is ignorable.

As long as they don’t write trashy articles, there’s no need to bother them.

“But why are you touching my hair?”

“…Just because.”

Why is she touching my hair…

Sometimes, it feels like she acts almost instinctively.

Well, it’s not like there’s anything special about my hair, so stop touching it and let’s go somewhere else.

“What do you usually do for fun?”

“Um… Naps, games…”

“Nothing else?”

“Nope…”

Usually, it’s naps or games, huh…

There aren’t many fun activities these days anyway.

And she seems to find physical activities annoying, so it naturally narrows down to games.

Well, aside from drinking, I only have games too.

“…Arcade, want to go…”

“Arcade?”

“Yeah… Rhythm game, want to play…”

“Rhythm game, huh…”

Now that I think about it, I haven’t played rhythm games much.

This is a good chance to watch Gravity play and try it myself.

I’m confident in my sense of rhythm.

And I can easily keep up with even the fastest speeds.

…I’m practically a living cheat in rhythm games…

…Ahem! Anyway, let’s go to the arcade!

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