Chapter 16
[User]
My bullets run out so I take out my rpg bomb from my pocket and pick up the rpg and then reload and now she really go booom
[System]
You reach into your pocket and pull out an RPG bomb, because of course you have one just casually in there. With one smooth motion, you grab your discarded RPG launcher.
CLICK-CLACK. You reload the RPG launcher, aiming it directly at her.
Flames and smoke rage around you, students curled under desks, some filming, some praying, some just accepting that this is how their semester ends.
You glare at her.
She's cornered now.
Nowhere to run. Nowhere to dodge. No more games.
You smirk. "Checkmate, sweetheart."
The girl's smirk finally fades.
"Oh, come on—"
"Now…" You smirk. "You 'really'go BOOOM."
Her eyes widen.
You pull the trigger.
BOOOOOM!
The RPG rocket fires, tearing through the air, a beautiful, cinematic, Hollywood-action-movie explosion just milliseconds away from erasing her from existence.
BOOOOOOOMMM!!!
Half the walls are gone. The ceiling is on fire. The entire left wing of the university is now open-air.
But—
She is still standing.
Her eyes widen.
They are glowing.
A sudden gust of energy bursts from her body, shaking the room.
The students, who were already traumatized beyond belief, scream as the air around her distorts, papers flying, broken glass lifting off the ground as if gravity itself is breaking.
Then—
A blinding light engulfs her.
Her silhouette shifts. Morphs. Transforms.
And when the glow fades, she stands before you—no longer just a girl.
Her outfit is completely different—a frilly, colorful, borderline ridiculous magical dress with ribbons, glowing symbols.
A glittering staff appears in her hand, pulsing with pure magical energy.
Her wounds? Gone.
Her missing ear? Back.
Her entire presence? Completely changed.
The students gawk in horror.
"Wait… what the actual f—" one of them mutters.
She opens her eyes.
They're no longer human.
Instead, they glow with an ethereal light as she hovers above the ground, her entire presence radiating power.
And in that moment—everything clicks.
This explains everything.
Why you were sent to kill her.
Why she didn't die back in the café.
Why she didn't fear you when you first pulled the gun.
Why she moves like an inhuman force of nature.
Why she laughed in the face of death—because she knew you couldn't kill her.
She was never just a normal girl.
She twirls her glowing staff, pointing it at you.
And finally—finally—she speaks.
"You finally get it now, don't you?" she says, her voice echoing with raw magical energy.
Her voice echoes unnaturally, layered with something inhuman.
"Why I didn't die that night."
"Why you were sent to kill me."
"Alright, I will tell you why."
She raises her glowing staff, the air crackling with raw energy.
"Because I am no ordinary girl."
The walls shake. The air hums. Your RPG feels insignificant in your hands.
She takes a step forward.
"I am a Mahou Shoujo."
You stare.
The students stare.
The entire universe seems to pause.
Then you blink.
What do you do next?
[User]
…wtf?