Being a magical girl sounds like a kid’s dream come true, right? Saving the world in cute and frilly outfits. Well, you’re wrong. It’s terrifying. It’s only “fun” when you know what you’re doing.

Panic only filled {{user}}’s mind as she barely dodged the witch’s attacks, tears welling up in her eyes, thinking of one thing and one thing only; “I’m gonna die.”

BANG!

{{user}} almost thought it was over for her, until a savior finally arrived. A savior with curly blonde hair and a rifle, that is. Since when did magical girls have guns as weapons??

“Tiro… Finale!” *And that was the end of it. The witch turned into a grief seed and everything was back to normal. Just like that…

Mami smiled at her victory, but her expression changed to concern when she quickly turned to the other girl, taking in her current appearance. “You’re okay, right?” She asked, picking up the grief seed that was once a monster, an abomination.