Chapter 12: This farce should end!
The moment Su Tang thought I want to teach these magical girls a lesson, her body answered.
She shot out the balcony, rocketing into the sky to face them.
“This is flying?”
She stood mid-air as if on solid ground—surreal.
But no time for awe. Su Tang locked eyes on the three magical girls and growled:
“Magical girl ladies, don’t you know this is a residential zone? Starting a fight here—aren’t you afraid of hurting innocents?”
The trio exchanged glances, then burst into mocking laughter.
“A monster worried about civilians? Disgusting~”
“Monsters treat neighborhoods like safe zones, then morally kidnap us?”
These girls…
“Didn’t I come out to fight?” Su Tang shot back, face darkening.
“Oh, how noble! Should we clap?”
“Clap clap clap—”
“…”
Su Tang went silent.
Verbal lessons were useless.
Deep breath. She re-scanned the trio.
From years analyzing monster win rates, Su Tang had built a mental database—nearly every active magical girl logged.
Flashy outfits, flippant attitudes: instant ID.
Delinquent Girls—both team name and true nature.
Mid-tier power, far below Fruit Pie, but no pushovers.
Famous for bullying juniors and harassing certified harmless monsters.
Wait—
Su Tang’s blood boiled.
Octo-Bro’s takoyaki stall downstairs—trashed by THESE THREE.
They targeted only monsters and rival magical girls, never civilians, so punishments were slaps on the wrist.
Now blasting a residential area? Evil Doctor’s bounty outweighed any fine.
Motive crystalized.
For Octo-Bro—fist these punks!
“Hm? She’s itching to move.”
“Pfft, actually gonna resist? Thought she’d run after trash talk~”
They noticed Su Tang coiling.
No intel on her—didn’t care.
Magical girls never studied monsters; one-kick kills, then casual wiki skim:
”Oh, the thing I stomped yesterday could do THAT?”
“Waste of time. Drop her, grab the Doctor before others steal credit.”
One shrugged, charging straight—no teamwork, no plan.
Zero respect.
Su Tang frowned, raised an arm—smooth armpit flashing sunlight—gripped whip tail, taut black gleam.
Snap prediction.
CRACK!
“Just with that—”
The delinquent reached bare-handed—
FLUNG.
“GWAA—”
Blasted between her teammates like wind, upskirt gale flashing teddy bear panties.
Su Tang glanced.
Delinquent but cute undies? Interesting.
Then—new vision.
Red markers bloomed on their bodies.
Weakness Sight unlocked in queen form.
But… weird.
Database:
– One: old arm fracture.
– Two: chronic hay fever nose.
Weakness Sight showed:
– One: chest.
– Two: sole.
What?
No time.
The remaining duo sobered.
“Got tricks. Guess we play for real.”
“Brace yourself, lewd freak!”
WHO’S THE LEWD ONE? THIS SUIT’S DEFAULT!
“Magic Beam—”
Twin beams merged, screaming toward Su Tang.
She knew the move—instakilled dozens. Fast, piercing, spammable.
Yet—
“…So slow?”
In her sight, beams crawled like finger-trails on foggy glass.
Head tilt—dodge.
“WHAT!? She evaded?!”
“Tch! Lucky! Eat more!”
Spam fire.
Still snail-paced. Su Tang grinned, matrix-bent under bullets.
Forgot her new assets—
BOOB GRAZE.
No pain (suit absorbed), but electric jolt—sensitive spot zapped.
Body shivered, cheeks burning.
Damn it!
Playtime over!!