Transformed Into a Two-dimensional Beautiful Girl

So, in the following days, I hung out with a few little lolita, skipping classes and fighting witches together, and silently making contributions to the world without telling anyone who didn't know or couldn't know.

Even though a few of us were often punished by standing in the corridor for "cooperating in skipping classes and collaborating in ignoring school rules", and because our studies were not very good in the first place, we were punished for one class.

In the words of an older, single and beautiful teacher: "You guys are wasting time in class, so why not stand more and exercise better."

Of course, for a few of us, standing in the corridor is a kind of entertainment. Sometimes just looking at those familiar figures standing together will make us smile from the bottom of our hearts.

It was joy that we shared a secret.

This secret is kind and just, and as long as we are together forever, we will never get tired of it.

I am very satisfied with this kind of life. When I fight for the beauty of the world with Madoka, no matter how boring or boring the task is, it becomes interesting.

Full and filled with all kinds of joy.

Sometimes I think that if I continue like this until the end, my mission will definitely get the highest level of reward. I even have an idea: the happiness that comes for justice must be the most beautiful in the world.

The only bad thing is that Xiao Meiyan, also known as Xiaoyan in Madoka's mouth, has a bad attitude towards me. She has a weak personality and will show a tough side every time she faces me and Madoka. It seems that Very dissatisfied with me for approaching Xiao Yuan.

Maybe this is the ignorant youth, there is always something different in the way Homura looks at Madoka.

It's very similar to the way I look at Madoka, but I'm not worried about it. I still don't believe that I, an experienced man, can't compete with a little girl?

I want to paint my own color on the angel's body, but I will respect the angel's opinion.

Everything depends on what she means.

Sometimes I feel that my heart, which has been dyed gray in modern society, has been bleached again.

I don’t have any objections to Homura. She is too weak with her braided braids. Even Madoka, who keeps talking and has no sense of purpose, is stronger than her. She needs to be a little stronger, otherwise I can’t even imagine it. How can we survive without her as a magical girl?

Just don't worry about tasks or anything like that. If I can always live in this happy world, I think even my parents will definitely agree.

As time passed, I learned a lot about how to use magic from Madoka and the others, and gradually figured out my own way of fighting magic. As I killed witches, my experience increased.

As I become stronger and stronger, Madoka and the others consume less and less energy in battle, and store more and more Seeds of Lament.

Madoka and the others now almost all have more than three Lamented Seeds, which is much better than before when I didn't join and the whole team only had one extra Lamented Seed.

At this time, I didn’t understand what my performance meant to the world and Kyubey. I just felt that I had broken a certain balance and used my extra-standard identity to bring Madoka and the others a lot. benefits.

At a place where no one noticed at night, there was a pair of bright red eyes staring at the outsider who had destroyed the balance.

After staring at it for a long time, I finally came to a conclusion without any emotion.

"I thought it was another item that could solve the problem, but the quantity is too small to be worth investing in research on. It would be best to let it perish. The Witch is enough to complete my target."

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The next day, I came to school humming a pleasant tune as always, greeted several magical girls as always, gave Madoka a special smile as always, and then, as always, was kicked out of the classroom.

Well, today the beautiful teacher was rejected by the male teacher again because she was too old, and she seemed extremely irritable.

But before long, the senior sister ran out of the senior classroom and said that she felt a powerful wave of magic power and needed all of us to fight together.

I didn't pay much attention to this matter. I just thought she was a little boss-level witch who was a little stronger than ordinary witches, so I agreed with a smile.

As a result, we, a group of five magical girls and a coolie, searched foolishly on the overpass in the city center for more than half an hour, but we could not find the alien space maze where the witch hides in this place with the greatest magic induction.

Just when we were sighing and complaining that our sensing ability was not working, Kyubey next to us suddenly stood upright on the pillar of the overpass, looked at the sky and said calmly: "It's coming!"

"What's coming?" Madoka stepped forward to hug Kyubey, but Kyubey nimbly dodged a few times.

"The harvest time is coming!" Kyubey changed his position and continued to look at the sky, saying unintelligible words.

Then, before we had any time to react, a huge source of magic appeared in our induction.

It was probably dozens of times bigger than the witch I had defeated when I first joined the team. It took the six of us to work together to defeat it. That battle was neither easy nor too difficult.

We looked up in shock at the top of our heads, where a small black dot was flying rapidly down in our field of vision like a falling meteor.

This is the first time we have seen a witch who dares to show up openly after meeting so many of our magical girls.

Even the witch who had to work together to defeat her before sensed the presence of any of us and chose to hide back in her home turf.

When this pretty-looking witch, which was very close to a real human form, landed in front of me, I truly felt how huge it was.

I stood on her shoulders and stood on tiptoe, and I could probably touch her chin.

My eyes widened, I couldn't help but be shocked by the other party's powerful aura, and the idea of ​​​​taking Madoka and fleeing from here emerged in my heart, and I no longer care about the life or death of this city.

"Madoka, let's run..."

"Homura, let's go! We can't let it destroy this city!"

"Okay! We will definitely defeat it this time!"

In my desperation, I had no energy to pay attention to the strange things in Homura's words.

However, everyone attacked in the direction of the witch, and I couldn't feel any hesitation from their actions.

I secretly laughed at myself, "Maybe this is the reason why I can't become a magical girl," and then I rushed forward without hesitation.

I struggled to avoid the witch's arm that was smashed down. I finally stabilized my body and grabbed the corner of the witch's hand, and started to climb up her hand.

I have had the experience of facing giant enemies several times, and I know very well that giant enemies have obvious weaknesses, whether it is the neck or the eyes.

I don't think we will lose this time. Compared to the previous desperate experience, this time we have sufficient supplies, and I am much stronger than before.

We can definitely win!

I am a real man! I can't be more bloodless than a few little girls!

After winning, go back and express your feelings to Madoka!