The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"Whoa! Yu, what are you doing! Give me some 'shine'!!!"

"Oh my god, so you're still alive."

With both hands in front of his chest, he directly deflected Kohei's punch. Miyazawa Yu gave a thumbs-up and sincerely praised, "What great panties!"

"You bastard who defiles magical girls!"

The immersive environment of being personally served by voice actors was shattered, and coupled with the humiliation of his idol (?), Kohei Imamura jumped off the makeup chair with murderous intent, the veins on his neck bulging all the way down to his chin.

"Unforgivable!"

"Hooray! Boxer briefs! Boxer briefs! How can a mere Azure Magical Girl possibly stand up to a Pink Magical Girl? Just look at the color scheme of a children's anime and you'll know who wins!"

"Oh la! Oh la..."

"Mu Da! Mu Da..."

"These two guys..."

Feeling like her eyes were going to go blind, she actually witnessed magical girls engaging in close combat. Yoshihara Aina, who had been replaced by Mizuki Natsuyo and had nothing else to do, said speechlessly, "Can she really be considered a magical girl?"

"It's more like an 18G hot-blooded shonen manga with blood splattering than a magical girl anime!"

"That's absolutely true!"

Putting aside the strange verbal tic, the visceral, hard-hitting fight scenes alone are a real shame if they weren't used in a shonen manga to make money!

"Yu! Your clothes are all wrinkled!!!"

She flashed behind Yuu and Kohei and punched someone on the head, causing Mizuki Natsuyo's twin tails to stick up in anger.

You have to understand that cosplay outfits are very fragile. If you wear them to a full-blown fight, they'll probably end up as battle-damaged outfits that only cover your vital parts!

“Private Marseille!”

"Forgive us! (This last part is a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)"

"Phew—never mind, Iori, come over here too. From now on, you're the Pink, Azure, and Sulfur of the magical girl [Theresmagia], understand?"

Seeing the magical girls who seemed reluctant to stand in a row and were even secretly settling personal scores with each other, the girls collectively exclaimed in astonishment, as if they had never seen anything like it before.

"Wow! That's amazing, there's not a single flaw!"

"Is it really a boy? Would you be interested in transferring to school in Qinghai?"

"Ah..."

With his eyes turning into dead fish eyes and feeling the insecurity of the wind blowing between his legs, Miyazawa Yuu, for the first time, understood why girls would run away when they saw Iori.

The feeling of that impolite gaze fixed on his thighs was truly burning, causing him to instinctively tighten his legs in retaliation.

"It's not pink but peach pink? What kind of weird name is this? It feels like we'll be in trouble all the time!"

There's no reason not to agree!

"It really does feel like a magical girl who could be defeated at any moment and then subjected to inhumane torture..."

Iori and Kohei felt the same way, pulling at their skirts and kicking their legs; their buttocks were even starting to ache!

"Alright! Stop complaining. Don't do strenuous exercise before going on stage, or your makeup will run!"

With a thud, Mizuki Natsuyo tossed the positioning chart in front of the three of them and gave them serious instructions with a professional demeanor.

"The audience doesn't want to see a magical girl standing there blankly, so you have to act super cute and super lively! This involves basic movements and positioning."

"So cute?"

"Super agile and stuff..."

"And there's even a movement diagram, so we can improvise freely?"

Picking up the magical girl instruction manual, Miyazawa Yu felt increasingly disheartened as she read, then tried cupping her hands to her chest: "Ciallo(∠)"

"so cute!"

"Hey..."

They scrambled to bury their heads in the same trash can, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei frantically slapping their backs and retching, as if they had seen something disgusting.

"No, no way, just looking at it is disgusting enough, I can't possibly act it out..."

"No discussion! Although Yu is really disgusting, Xiao Mao's business is my business! Cheer up, Iori!"

Are you two being polite?

He actually vomited from watching it. Miyazawa Yu stood beside him with disdain in her eyes, and his heart was severely damaged, the kind that couldn't be comforted.

"Pfft, pfft haha, she really is cute, Yoo."

"Your statement is completely unconvincing..."

"sorry Sorry!"

Pushing the others out of the room, Mizuki Natsuyo puffed out her cheeks, suppressing a laugh, and slammed the door shut with her foot.

"We won't bother you any longer. Please try to immerse yourselves in the characters!"

"Immerse yourself in the role? Does anyone know how to immerse yourself in the magical girl role?"

"..."

Chapter 196? Your fake breasts fell off!

Magical Girl Salad sounds like the kind of thing where a righteous female warrior, dressed in a gorgeous dress, transforms and fights monsters to maintain peace in the city.

Therefore, by the same token, the dressing room of a magical girl should also be a place with a sweet and soft atmosphere where everyone is harmonious and playing around... right?

"Tch! I can't get the hang of it at all!"

With an annoyed twitch of his lips, even the best makeup couldn't save Yu Miyazawa from making exaggerated facial expressions, turning the magical girl's skin into something resembling a middle-aged man.

Not only that, since there were no outsiders around, he simply lifted up the entire magical girl skirt that didn't even reach his knees.

This makes it more convenient to sit with your legs crossed or spread apart, and you won't feel your thighs stuffy from the multi-layered petticoat designed for aesthetics.

"Hey, Kohei! Quickly use your invincible 'lackey' skills to think of a solution! What if we embarrass ourselves on stage later!"

"Huh? I like watching magical girls, not becoming a magical girl myself!"

Pulling open his collar, Kohei Imamura resolutely refused to take the blame for the unjust charges being leveled against him!

Watching magical girls and becoming a magical girl are two completely different things; how can they be equated?

And why is it only my character who has small breasts? Fake nipple covers can't fill out the clothes, and it's so troublesome not having breasts as ventilation outlets for heat dissipation!

"You're really useless at crucial moments, what do you think, Iori?"

"I'm looking with both eyes at the same time..."

"???"

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Miyazawa Yu's expression changed from distress to extreme vigilance, and her legs, which had been spread wide open, quickly closed.

"That was close! I almost forgot you had this kind of fetish, didn't I!"

"I've already said it was just a misunderstanding!"

Slamming his fist on the table and shouting in protest, Kitahara Iori's face contorted with rage, wishing he could just rush up and play a suffocation game with this magical girl, Momiji, who was bringing up the old story again!

Miyazawa Yu's wary gaze was undoubtedly a double trampling on his personality and sexual orientation!

but……

Staring intently at Yu's face, which bore a striking resemblance to Chisa's, he sat back down seriously and asked sincerely, "Seriously, aren't you two interested in your current forms?"

"Absolutely not. I would be too inhuman to get aroused by Chisa's appearance."

"That's right! If needed, I'll naturally play Galgames. It's really too much for someone to make a mistake against magical girls, who are righteous allies!"

"I see……"

Rising to her feet and bowing at Miyazawa Yu's feet, Kitahara Iori earnestly pleaded, "Please! Be a little more aloof, Yu. I don't know why, but I can't bear to see this face being tormented."

"It's a case of loving the house because of its owner..."

Trying to imitate Chisa's temperament, Miyazawa Yu held back for a while before finally raising his head and giving her a look of utter contempt: "You bunch of maggots."

"Wow! It's almost 90% similar, just like the taste!"

"I feel so good right now, thank you..."

"..."

"I'm too tired to even comment on these two scumbags who are so comfortable from head to toe," said Miyazawa Yu, who, with Chisa's queenly face, crossed her legs and made a suggestion.

"Alright! Enough with the joking around! I think that to play a magical girl well, you two first need to be familiar with your current bodies. Do you have any thoughts?"

"Familiar with body structure? Then how about..."

"I think it's feasible!"

……

"This should be classroom 3-1."

"Excuse me, you came here to have fun, but you ended up helping us move things and deliver reports..."

Taking the cardboard box from her companion, Sakurako Busujima complained impatiently, "Seriously, how can anyone like voice actors singing these days?"

"It's okay, in fact we're quite looking forward to it. We heard there will be magical girls at the concert!"

"These are all things that kids would like. Magical girls and stuff are too childish..."

Turning the doorknob, Sakurako Busujima still couldn't understand why, even though she was already in college and practically an adult, everything should be about money!

A magical girl who spends all her time maintaining peace without asking for anything in return—this kind of character, full of truth, goodness, and beauty, is probably only appealing to children…

As she was speaking, the scene inside the room simultaneously appeared on her retina, showing three magical girls seriously appraising each other's breasts.

"Hiss... How does this feel compared to the real thing, Yu?"

"After all, it's made of silicone, so it's definitely harder and lacks kinetic energy feedback. I'd give it a measly three points, no more than that."

"Only three points? I thought it would be at least five or six points!"

"..."

Frozen in place, Sakurako Busujima stared incredulously at the magical girls gathered in a circle, her body trembling involuntarily, and the cardboard box in her hand slipped and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The sound of cardboard boxes hitting the ground came from the front, followed by the sound of the room door slamming shut behind them.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Sakura?"

"My childhood... my childhood was tainted. There were magical girls in my room rubbing each other's breasts!"

Clinging tightly to the doorknob, seemingly trying to prevent the monster inside from escaping and harming people, Sakurako Busujima panted heavily, beads of sweat constantly dripping from her forehead, telling of humanity's indescribable fear.

From this moment on, her childhood was no longer becoming increasingly vague, but increasingly eerie!

"Magical girl?"

"Kneading breasts?"

Tilting their heads to the left and right, Natsume Kanon and Hanama Yoko looked completely bewildered, having no idea what Sakurako was talking about.

"But the performance report still needs to be submitted, right?"

"Should we just drop our things and run?"

The more we don't know what happened, the more we want to see!

After exchanging glances, the two girls tacitly pushed aside Busujima Sakurako and, with mischievous grins, pulled the door open amidst her terrified gaze.

A magical girl rubbing each other's breasts—you'd be missing out if you didn't see it!

"Welcome, how can I help you?" X3

A normal classroom, a normal makeup mirror, and a normal smiling magical girl in a short skirt—there was nothing perverted about it.

Of course, the moment Sakurako Busujima slammed the door shut with a loud bang, Yu Miyazawa realized that his perverted behavior had been seen clearly.

The three men immediately straightened their clothes with dark faces, then rushed back to their seats and pretended that nothing had happened.

"Huh? There's nothing strange about it at all..."

"Hello, is Ms. Mizuki Mao here? We're here to deliver a performance report."