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Chapter 19 : The guy you like—he’s going to die.
Ga-yeon’s gaze locked onto Ha-ran.
With that easy smile, Ha-ran looked at her the same way she did in class. That only made it feel less real.
“...You’re joking, right?”
“Why would I joke about this?”
Ga-yeon’s eyes trembled.
Ẅе b̂ǹ о̌v el Ѐ ṅů m a
Why is she telling me this? To build some kind of alliance as fellow magical girls?
If that were the goal, there were better ways.
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“...What’s your angle?”
“Oh, I like that look in your eyes. Fine. It’s not like I need to hide it.”
Ha-ran leaned her back against the rooftop cage.
“Nothing about this feels off to you?”
Ŵѐb n о̊ ve̊l Е̂n̆ u mа̂
“....”
“Why do monsters keep showing up, and yet no one knows they exist? Even with the Otherworld Barrier, it’s not like it snaps up over every crime scene exactly on time.”
“That’s...”
Unibel had wondered the same thing.
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By the time they arrived where the signal pointed, the monsters were almost always already there—dark alleys, empty neighborhoods, even parks people were still using.
In a wired century where a single ghost photo can be everywhere by morning, the fact that there isn’t one piece of monster footage out there is blatantly unnatural.
Е̌ñŭḿӑ.і d̆
Unless someone was stepping in and scrubbing it.
No way...
When Ga-yeon looked up, Ha-ran nodded like she’d read her mind.
“Right. It’s possible because our side is intentionally burying the info.”
“I can erase or alter people’s memories. If anyone learns about monsters or magical girls, I visit them and wipe the traces. That’s my actual job.”
“....”
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“So now you can guess why I came to school today, can’t you?”
Finishing, Ha-ran pushed off the bars.
As she moved to stroll by and leave the rooftop, Ga-yeon hesitated.
If she let Ha-ran go, her teacher would forget her. That warm voice that comforted her on the roof, the easy conversation from that day—everything would belong to her alone.
Of course she hated that.
Part of her wanted to sprint over and yell, Stop!
Е̇ n ů mа
But she couldn’t.
That would be selfish.
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He had no powers. She couldn’t drag him any deeper into this just because she didn’t like the alternative.
Tears began to gather.
Again. Again she could do nothing but watch.
If his memories vanish, is he still the teacher I knew? What if he turns into someone else entirely?
Е̌ n ù m а̄.іd́
The thought made her knees shake. She wanted to collapse.
“...Can I at least watch from the side?”
Ga-yeon lifted her head.
If erasing his memory was the best option, she could at least apologize.
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It wouldn’t make up for anything, but it was better than sitting on her hands.
“Mm...”
Ẃ ẽ ḃnо̊ v̌е̊ l Е̊nù m ã
But then—
For once, Ha-ran looked troubled. Unusually so, for someone who wore a smile like armor.
“I can’t let you do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’d try to stop me.”
A new question stabbed at Ga-yeon.
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If Ha-ran’s job was to erase related memories, she’d had plenty of chances already. The teacher himself had sought her out once.
If she’d picked that moment to quietly touch his memories, none of this would be happening.
Ga-yeon’s eyes sharpened.
Ha-ran was hiding something. She was sure of it. Something big. Something she couldn’t miss.
“Even if you don’t answer, I’ll stop you.”
“Figures.”
Е n úm̊ à
Resignation flickered across Ha-ran’s face.
“There’s a problem.”
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“A problem?”
“I tried it before I came to class. For some reason, my memory work didn’t take. At all.”
A scene flashed through Ga-yeon’s head: Ha-ran standing close, almost teasing, next to their homeroom teacher.
Did she try it then?
Е̌ n̈um̌ӑ. i d
“Then what happens now?”
“I’ll try again. If it still doesn’t work...”
“...If it doesn’t?”
“I’ll have to handle it. We can’t let our information leak.”
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Cold washed through Ga-yeon’s veins.
Handle it? He’ll die?
Е̃ nu m̊а̇
“You’re new, so maybe you don’t get it yet. Keeping a lid on this is everything. Once it leaks, the chaos—”
“Flaming Heart—Set Up!”
Ga-yeon tore the pendant from her neck like she was ripping a tag off. Pink aura spiraled up, surging strength into her limbs.
“I won’t let that happen. Not ever.”
Unibel’s voice rang out from Ga-yeon’s transformed form.
She wouldn’t lose her teacher for a reason like that.
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“Ha. Fresh recruits.”
Thud.
Before Ha-ran even finished talking, Ga-yeon’s vision flipped.
“What are you thinking, transforming in broad daylight with no barrier?”
“Do you want to get half this school killed?”
Unibel froze.
Ӗ.n úm а̂
The girl who’d been right in front of her was suddenly on top of her.
The hard chill of rooftop concrete pressed into Ga-yeon’s cheek. This wasn’t a dream.
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How!?
Ha-ran looked exactly the same as a moment ago.
If it were before her transformation, fine. But as Unibel? Losing to someone who hadn’t even transformed? It made no sense.
“I get how you feel. Now cut the transformation. Before anyone sees.”
Ẃ ёb̄n̂ о̃vе̇ l̆ Е n úm̀ а̌
“Flaming Heart—Release.”
The pink aura dimmed and bled away to nothing.
“You still have something to say.”
“I’m not going to sit back and watch him die.”
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Even so, Ga-yeon didn’t back down.
She knew now—Ha-ran outclassed her. By a lot.
Е́ n ůmа̂
But that wasn’t a reason to abandon the gentle person who’d risked himself to protect her.
Ha-ran studied her for a beat, then pushed herself off Ga-yeon.
“If he’s that important, prove it with your skill.”
“Tonight at ten. The abandoned building four kilometers west of school. On the roof. I’ll be waiting.”
She disappeared behind the rooftop door.
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I was heading up the stairs to the roof.
Ha-ran was on her way down. We ran into each other.
“Oh. It’s you?”
“I told you to call me ‘teacher.’”
“Yes, yes, teacher. So, what do you want?”
“I forgot to lock the rooftop door last time.”
Ẇ.еḃn̈о v̀ѐ l_ Е̌ nuṁа
I held up the new padlock I’d just picked up from the office. She glanced, then looked away like she couldn’t care less.
“Not just curious what I’ll do with it?”
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“Okay, maybe a little.”
“Don’t bother asking when I started watching. You saw everything from the start, didn’t you? You never let your guard down.”
I shrugged.
No point feeding her a flimsy lie. She wasn’t the type to fall for it.
Ēn u m̂а̃
“Ugh, I hate people like that. Shove the ugly jobs onto someone else and hoard the good-guy points for themselves.”
She drifted to my side, muttering.
From the way she cut her eyes at me, she definitely wanted me to hear it.
“I’m not turning into a sneaky snake like that when I grow up.”
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“You volunteered for that role first.”
What I wanted was the original plan: the helpful advisor by Unibel’s side.
Е̌ňů m̆.а
Instead, Ha-ran had chosen to play the obvious enemy. And she’d told a brand-new magical girl, I’m going to kill the person you care about, right to her face.
“Why lie like that? You people never touch civilians.”
“You know our side that well? Who are you?”
Her lips actually parted in surprise.
“So you’re sure I’ll never lay a finger on you? You sure about that?”
“Ha-ran.”
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“...You’re really persistent. Keep getting on my nerves and I might actually kill you.”
Her eyes changed.
The playful kid was gone. A soldier who’d seen too many deaths stared back.
“If I poke you right here, you might never open your eyes again.”
She jabbed a playful nail into my side.
Ha-ran could throw a monster twice her size without transforming. Human skin would be nothing if she really tried.
W̄еb ñ о v̆ е l̄ Е n ŭ m̆а̃
“Go easy. That spot’s still sore from last time.”
“...You’re so annoying. Especially that look like you know everything.”
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I grimaced and rubbed my side. She snorted.
I knew the truth.
Under the prickly exterior, she was as soft-hearted as Unibel. When I got hurt at the concert, she hadn’t cared about ruining her outfit—she hauled me to the nurse’s office herself.
“If you keep acting like this, I’ll collect my fee.”
Е́ǹ ũ m å. íd
My weight shifted.
I turned—and found Ha-ran grinning, my left arm tucked in tight against her side.
“Professional that I am, I did the job. You’ll pay up, right?”
She had both arms looped around my left, clinging like we were very close.
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“Because of a certain someone, I haven’t even eaten lunch. Buy me food.”
“That’s the fee?”
Еn̂ u m̃ а
“No, that’s the baseline. The real fee’s separate.”
Of course.
Half-dragged with my arm locked, I let her lead me across the courtyard—and when I saw where we stopped, I had to admit it made sense.
It was lunch. The grounds were packed with kids doing their own thing—
some sprinting to the cafeteria late, others still hungry and waving convenience snacks around, a cluster in the field playing that pile-on game with way too much enthusiasm.
“I’m hungry. Go buy bread.”
“What kind of student orders a teacher around like a bread gopher?”
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“Less talk, more buy. I’ve always wanted to try this.”
She lounged on a bench by the field, legs crossed, looking impossibly smug.
“Money?”
“What, a full-grown adult is expecting a younger girl to foot the bill?”
I’d asked just in case, but of course her wallet had vanished into the ether. This wasn’t buying lunch. It was getting shaken down.
“Unbelievable.”
Е́ṅ ů m̌ а̇
She shooed me off with a wave, so I headed to the school store.
Eyes followed me.
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A teacher showing up at the store was rare enough. Showing up with Ha-ran, the epicenter of every rumor? No one was going to ignore that.
Questions about what she was to me flew in. I let them bounce off.
She’d picked this spot for the same reason she’d messed with me in the office—maximum embarrassment.
Her personality really was wicked.
Е n̂ûmа .і̊.d̊
Once, I could shrug off as teasing. Twice? A teacher has a reputation.
I needed payback.
Come to think of it...
An old episode from the original story surfaced. I grabbed my items.
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“You’re late.”
She swung her legs, annoyed. I handed over the goods: the store’s top seller in ordinary schools—pizza bread.
Е n_u m a . і d̆
The key phrase being in ordinary schools.
Here, it was notoriously unpopular.
“...W-what is this.”
Without suspicion, she tore open the wrapper and took a bite. Her face crumpled instantly.
She couldn’t chew. Couldn’t spit. Utterly stuck. Kind of adorable, honestly.
The bread wasn’t bad. For school-store fare, it was decent.
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The issue? It was spicy. Like someone had swapped pizza sauce with straight capsaicin. One bite lit your mouth on fire. And Ha-ran couldn’t handle spice. At all.
“Here. Milk.”
“Gulp.”
I passed over the white milk I’d bought for this exact moment. She latched on like she’d been waiting.
“You did that on purpose.”
“Ha-ran. Mine’s the same. See?”
Е nû.m̌ а̀ .i d̂
“Tch.”
I made a show of biting into my own pizza bread. She clicked her tongue.
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For the record, I like spicy food.
“Is your tongue broken?”
“Then try this. Not spicy.”
“No thanks.”
Е̇ nù m̊а
I offered a cream bun as a peace offering. She refused.
Then she hopped off the bench and started away on quick little steps.
“Tonight, eleven. The abandoned building to the west. Rooftop. I invited her too.”
“Classes?”
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“I’m leaving early. Thanks to a certain man, I’m not in the mood.”
She stuck out her tongue at me—
Е̌n̄ umǎ
—and took off toward the gate without a shred of hesitation.
Is it really okay for an idol to walk around like that?
I worried for half a second. But it was Ha-ran.
She wouldn’t cause trouble she didn’t want.
“She never planned to stay in class anyway.”
Watching her go, I finished my late lunch with the leftover bread.
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