Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

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Ningning paused briefly upon hearing this.

"What does **** have to do with you?!"

He then became even more enraged.

Ningning is willing to give everything for that "Gross" and will absolutely not allow anyone to doubt her sincere heart.

The vines danced more cunningly and aggressively, spreading to every corner of the forest. Putting Xiangzi aside, Chu Hua's wings were also difficult to maneuver among the trees, and Mu's silk threads were always swept down by the vines like a feather duster sweeping away spider webs.

No matter how they tried, they couldn't get close to Ningning and pose a threat to her.

In Ningning's home turf, she has absolute control.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell! I don't care what kind of bastards you are, just fuck them all to death!!!"

Ningning was laughing wildly.

As long as she remains in this forest, the vines, branches, and tree demons surrounding her will prevent these three people from getting close, no matter what.

Whether you fly or use those invisible threads, you can't get close here!

but.

Anger is the original sin; it can make people reckless and blind them.

Ningning, who was being gradually provoked to the extreme, didn't notice Xiangzi and the others' expressions at all, and showed no panic from the beginning.

The disheveled appearance is only superficial.

In reality, Xiangzi wasn't afraid of Ningning and her tree demon at all. She had been hiding and dodging, just to find a suitable place with a good view.

right here.

Xiangzi landed on the top of the dilapidated church.

The landing spot isn't a tree, so Ningning won't interfere; the terrain is high enough that the tree demon can't touch it.

Mu temporarily delayed the approaching vines by staying nearby.

She is able to cast spells safely.

That's it now.

"Cerberus, bloodhound, tearing fangs, fiery wool from purgatory, unleash your true power..."

“Such a long incantation, what kind of spell uses such a long incantation?” Ningning frowned. “What’s the key word? What is she trying to do… wait—that’s it! A spell combo!”

As Xiangzi chanted the incantation, the two offerings in his hands disappeared, and several spiral guns gleaming with fire floated in mid-air.

Offering: Fragments of the guard's threaded gun

Power: A+, Attribute: None, Duration: S, Rarity: A+

Offering: Flame Tree Root

Power: B, Attribute: Heat, Duration: C, Rarity: C

The roots of trees struck by lightning can be used as offerings to unleash floating lightning that floats in the air and automatically pursues enemies.

The ordinary offerings that could be found everywhere were not something Xiangzi liked to use, because the floating cotton wool they created flew very slowly and could not hit anyone at all.

However, this spell also has other uses.

Spell combos.

When casting the spell, place the Threaded Spear and the Flame Tree Root together. When the Threaded Spear is generated, it will be mixed with the power of the Flame Tree Root, making it fragile and extremely unstable, and completely unusable.

The unstable gun body could explode at any time, and if used in combat, the user would have a high probability of injuring himself.

But that's exactly the effect Xiangzi wanted.

Cerberus, MUTO, Sky City, Wolf Knight... the continuous battles gave Xiangzi a lot of experience. This experience doesn't just refer to the experience points for improving character attributes, but more importantly—combat experience.

Xiangzi has always prioritized firepower in his battles, using a style that involves unleashing magical energy and employing various weapons to create overwhelming firepower.

If there's one thing she's particularly good at, it's probably her accuracy.

In short, she is not good at close combat.

During her time inside the barrier, she consistently used a combination of offerings primarily focused on close combat. Her understanding of close combat underwent a transformative growth through repeated battles against powerful enemies. Conversely, within the barrier, Xiangzi only employed tactics primarily based on close combat.

As mentioned earlier, Xiangzi's original specialty was long-range firepower coverage.

The screw gun has now been transformed into a bomb capable of achieving Xiangzi's goal of "firepower coverage".

When she first entered the barrier, most of her magic was sealed, and she had difficulty even reproducing one or two offerings. However, as her level increased, the use of magic was gradually released, and the number of offerings that could be reproduced at the same time greatly increased.

Recreating one's usual fighting style is not difficult.

"Go, Flame Spear!"

With a wave of his hand, Xiangzi sent dozens of spiral guns floating beside him flying toward Ningning.

Rumble————!

The damage caused by the flames to the trees was devastating. Ningning's proud protective layer became incredibly fragile under the self-destruction of the spiral gun. The black smoke rising up represented the trees' despair, and the crackling sound of the burning was their howl.

The roles of hunter and prey have been reversed, and Ningning's defenses have been breached.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Hua circled around behind her and placed his one-handed sword against her neck.

"You lost," Chu Hua said.

Ningning stared wide-eyed at the girl who had set the forest ablaze.

"for......"

Incredible.

In just a few shots, the screen flickered, swords flashed, and explosions erupted; in no time at all, he had lost.

Incredible.

Why did we lose so decisively?

"Why--"

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"Why did this happen to me...?"

With her eyes open, Ningning, from a long, long time ago, stared listlessly at the ceiling and uttered a habitual sigh.

The location was a bar, and Ningning, being a minor, was absolutely not allowed to enter.

However, she's an exception, and the reason is...

"Hey, cutie, what's wrong?"

A thug with his face covered in metal studs patted Ningning on the shoulder.

He was interested in the little girl with the veil from the very beginning.

"Large arm tattoos aren't really suitable for little girls, but since you're so daring, why don't you come and play with the older brothers?"

"Not interested, get lost."

"You've already been beaten so provocatively, all you want is to fuck, little sister?" The thug leaned close to Ningning's face, grinning with a disgusting smile.

"If you're willing, I have no objection." Ningning stuck out her tongue at him. "How about we do it here in this beautiful mountain village?"

"Another idiot."

"She doesn't even think about why no one cares about her."

"Oh, maybe they have some unusual fetishes."

"A bottle of wine, shall we gamble?"

Whispering discussions echoed throughout the bar as the thug glanced around with displeasure.

But... "Why not just do it here?" She's really bold.

Thugs like this kind of bold girl.

"Okay."

He reached out and lifted Ningning's veil.

"That's what you said..."

His face, exposed beneath the veil, froze in mid-air.

Ningning smiled knowingly.

That's a "witch".

The thug gave a disgusted look, cursed a few times, and fled in a sorry state.

The bar returned to its usual state, and everyone had become accustomed to Ningning's appearance and experiences.

The reason she could freely enter and leave bars was because... she was being haunted by a "witch." No one wanted to approach her, let alone lay a hand on her.

"Ugh, it's happening again."

She sighed and patted the witch that was perched on her face.

"It's all your fault, you bug."

When did it start? Probably from when she could remember, she was with the "witch," like a giant blue caterpillar coiled around her.

They can't be killed, and they can't be driven away.

Nobody can see it.

It entangled itself, unable to move even a fraction of a step away.

Until one day...

"Do you have a wish that you want to fulfill? Then make a wish and become a magical girl."

After becoming a magical girl, Nene temporarily escaped the clutches of the "witches" and began to thwart their endeavors. Having been tormented by witches for many years, her hatred for them runs deep.

Kill all the witches.

This is Ningning's new dream.

In order to fulfill her new wish, she voluntarily jumped into the barrier of "Fairy Tale Town".

She would do anything to kill the witch. The "creatures" within the barrier were nothing more than parts of the witch, familiars, beings just as deserving of death as the witch.

With this in mind, Ningning joined the still-infant Saint Xiuya, launching terrorist attacks throughout the empire and killing countless people, countless monsters, and countless strange people.

It wasn't until she had used up all her seeds of lamentation that she realized killing the familiar was pointless. Lost in her revenge against the witch, she remained oblivious to the fact that the "witch" had returned to her side.

The Soul Gem became extremely corrupted and finally shattered, transforming her into the very thing she least wanted to see—a large green worm. Only then did she realize that the "witch" had never truly left her side.

If Gross hadn't saved her, she would still be in that ugly state.

The so-called "witch" does not exist at all, and is completely different from the witch I killed when I was a magical girl.

Feared by those around her, her bar visits were scheduled but no one paid any attention. The culprit behind all this... the "witch" that had haunted her since she could remember was her own face.

Shortly after birth, she suffered severe burns from chemical materials. So, ever since she could remember, what she saw in the mirror was a severely burned face, as if it had been gnawed by insects, and was no longer human-shaped.

Miracle.

magic.

cost.

These three words are closely related.

When Ningning became a magical girl, she already understood that she would have to pay a price to "get rid of the witch who was troubling her".

Her wish was to "get rid of the witch who was haunting her / and become a normal person," so when her skin grew back, she gained the magic of "growth."

Because too many people were sacrificed, the Soul Gem became too tainted, and she transformed into the form she least wanted to see in her imagination—a "witch who looks like a giant green caterpillar," equated with "a mutilated face."

If it weren't for Gross...

Gross saved her from despair for the second time.

Gross is her god.

Gross... was everything to her.

She would sacrifice everything for Gross, even... this skin that she had finally managed to regain.