Chapter 141
"Never mind."
She shook her head.
If you find it troublesome, then don't think about it.
Anyway, she's going to sleep with Kougami tonight.
Even if something happened during the day that made her feel conflicted or embarrassed, after today, just pretend it never happened.
After school, Haihara didn't go home immediately, but went to the supermarket instead.
She wanted to make barbecue for herself tonight, so she took the opportunity to rush to the supermarket to buy some discounted meat.
Haihara isn't a picky eater; she can accept almost any type of food and doesn't usually crave anything in particular. However, when it comes to grilled meat, she prefers very thinly sliced pork belly and pork shoulder.
She wasn't too late; there were still a few discounted pork belly items left in the special offer section, but as she walked over, several boxes had already been taken.
By the time she got there, there was only one box left.
She reached out her hand, and just as her hand touched the box of meat, another hand appeared beside her and touched her hand.
It was a woman's hand. Haihara didn't react in any particular way, but she looked to the side following the hand and saw a formally dressed career woman who gave off an air of social elite.
Although he was wearing high heels, he was still not as tall Haihara, so Haihara needed to lower her gaze slightly.
Even so, she is just a normal adult woman, but she has a great figure, straight and tall, with a youthful cuteness that tall women like Haihara don't have, as well as the charm of youthful vigor.
Moreover, her short hair was tied in a low bun, displaying a golden-brown hue.
She wore light makeup, but her features were already very beautiful. In every respect, she was probably the kind of popular career woman.
For some reason, Haihara felt like she'd seen that face somewhere before.
After accidentally touching Haihara's hand, the woman awkwardly withdrew it.
"Excuse me..."
She was about to apologize when she looked up at Haihara, and then, for some reason, her gaze seemed to freeze.
They seemed quite surprised.
"You... who are you?"
The woman unconsciously muttered to herself.
Haihara also felt strange; did she look odd?
To be honest, she didn't know the woman in front of her.
She probably hadn't been pursued by him before, nor was he one of those younger girls who had pursued her.
Haihara hadn't thought of any other more reliable direction.
However, this person is very beautiful and has a great temperament; she's the type that Haihara would like.
She picked up the last box of discounted pork belly, silently put it into her basket, and then calmly said:
Have we met before?
Haihara was just asking casually.
But upon hearing this, the woman realized she might have let something slip. She quickly shook her head, her gaze darting away as she said:
"No, no... no, of course not, you must have mistaken me for someone else."
Haihara had no idea what the woman was thinking.
Although she appears to be a very intelligent career woman, she actually gives the impression of not being very bright.
"That's all. Excuse me, I must take my leave now."
She seemed unwilling to linger with Haihara, so she grabbed a box of other meat from the side and left.
A somewhat strange woman.
Haihara didn't pay too much attention, paid the bill and went home, waiting to help her pent-up feelings for her friend that night.
As an ordinary office worker, today is a rare day for Aichi Misaki to leave work on time.
Lately, besides work, many tedious things in life have left her quite exhausted, so she wants to treat herself a little tonight.
However, despite this, she is currently single and living alone, and her work is very stressful. She usually orders takeout or goes to the company cafeteria, so she is not very good at cooking, except for grilling meat, which she is somewhat confident about.
As a result, an unexpected situation arose.
"I never expected to run into that woman..."
Miss Aichi kept her head down.
She really didn't expect that they would meet again in a supermarket.
The last time we met was at the headquarters.
It's been so long since I last saw her, but Haihara- san looks almost the same, except her hair seems to have grown a lot longer, making her look more feminine.
The first reaction upon seeing the other person was, of course, surprise, followed by nervousness and the fear of being exposed.
In conclusion, Aichi Misaki felt that she probably hadn't been exposed.
However, after shopping at the supermarket, she didn't head straight home; she had other things to do before finishing her meal.
"The organization has another meeting today."
The woman muttered to herself.
In a cultural district in the eastern part of the city, there is a building that is not very tall. It used to be a movie theater, but it was gradually abandoned. I heard that it was taken over by an unknown company, but it has never been renovated and put into use again.
Even before dark, there was no one else in sight on the first floor of the building.
As an ordinary office worker in the IT industry, Aichi Misaki carried a bag of groceries that she was originally going to take home and stepped into the building. During this process, her expression was calm and her steps were unwavering, indicating that she was a regular visitor.
Enter the building, take the elevator, and press the button for the second basement level.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
Besides the sound of the doors closing, a soft but clear and calm sound came from inside the elevator:
"Transformation."
That's definitely Aichi Misaki's voice.
The change has begun.
As the gap between the elevator doors gradually closed and narrowed, the lights inside the elevator flickered, faintly revealing the ever-changing silhouette of the woman inside.
Black flames emerged from within, burning the woman's body, yet no screams were heard; they merely outlined new clothing little by little.
Her skin tone also began to darken, and black tattoos appeared.
In less than half a minute, the elevator doors opened.
A woman dressed in military uniform, looking like a demon, stepped out of the elevator. With her blackened eyes, she looked down the corridor and into the depths at the other end.
There, in the room, was shrouded in shadow.
It is also the headquarters lobby of the Black Death Cult.
The woman, dressed in business attire, had transformed into a black-clad female general. She strode through the corridor in her long boots, each step making a clear thud, until she reached the main hall.
The hall was shrouded in shadow, surrounded by strange and mysterious Monster at first glance looked like lifelike costumes from a movie, but they were all real.
Four statues of different shapes stand in the center, as if they were the deities worshipped here.
Aichi Misaki as Ms. Sha Qina, a high-ranking and villainous female general of the Black Death Cult, arrived at the hall of the Black Death Cult base and, as always, held a combat meeting.
However, this time seems slightly different.
She noticed it shortly after she stepped out of the elevator.
Beside the round table in the middle, besides her, there were two other figures shrouded in shadow.
One of them was dressed in an extravagant light blue outfit that resembled a ball gown, with her long silver hair tied in a high ponytail framing her face.
With grey skin, blue tattoos, and a beautiful yet dangerous appearance, this is Blue Dream Apostle, one of the executives of the Black Death Cult organization.
There was another one, shrouded in shadow, whose face was obscured, but he was also facing Sha Qina, curiously observing her.
Both of these people were Sha Qina's former Apostle.
Several years ago, he fought against the Magic girl Phantom Wind and was seriously injured, forcing him to hide in the shadows and recuperate for many years.
Today, after a long separation, the three Apostle have gathered together once again...
Walking towards the round table, Sha Qina looked up and scanned the hall:
"Now, regarding the recent spate of unusual events, the attacks on ordinary citizens by unknown Monster, and the attacks on organization leaders and Monster, let's convene a strategic meeting."
Chapter Seventy-Eight: Before the Maple Plain Festival
Now, the three top executives of the Black Death Cult have gathered around a round table for a long-awaited executive meeting.
"Three officers actually came to headquarters today, and I'm meeting the other two Apostle for the first time..."
"Are they going to discuss how to deal with the Magic girl?"
"No, I heard there's a traitorous Monster..."
Recently, there has been a continuous emergence of Monster not created by the Black Death Cult, and today, the number has even reached four.
If these strange beings could cause trouble for the Magic girls and provide nourishment for the Demon King Lord's resurrection, the Apostle would be happy to see it happen. However, what the Apostle found unacceptable about these Monster was that they did not produce Crystal after they died.
This renders the existence of the Monster meaningless, turning him into a toy to be used by someone.
The Apostle were outraged by this situation.
The real culprit behind all of this is a Monster whose origins are unknown.
How dare this traitorous Monster manipulate the minions of the Demon King Lords?
So today, the Black Death Cult's leaders held a meeting after a long absence.
The meeting was chaired by Sha Qina, the Ash Apostle, who is now the main figure in the Black Death Cult.
However, in terms of seniority, she is probably the least experienced of the three.
In reality, she wasn't very familiar with the other two cadres; they hadn't even spoken more than a few words to each other, let alone worked together.
Moreover, when the Blue Dream Apostle resurrected the Bird-Type Devil King, she was completely unaware of it.
Sha Qina still harbors resentment about this matter to this day.
"I'd love to ask about that Chameleon Monster, but it seems someone's situation isn't good."
Besides the Blue Dream Apostle, the other person present was a thin, frail, black-haired girl.
Her skin was also dark gray, but it had an unusually sickly, haggard look.
What's most striking is the clothes she's wearing made of duct tape, from which hot steam constantly seeps out.
The Malicious Apostle, one of the Apostle who was active a few years ago, is a pure combat-oriented Apostle, unlike the Blue Dream Apostle.
However, today, her arm was covered in raw, bleeding wounds, from which a corrosive liquid was constantly seeping out.
These are the injuries I sustained today.
At the round table, the Blue Dream Apostle stood with his arms crossed, his blue eyes flashing with a cold light:
"The Monster incident during the day was still caused by the Chameleon."
"After that, Malice encountered the Chameleon Monster and fought it."
Judging from the injuries alone, this battle was extremely fierce.
"As a result, both the Malice and the Chameleon sustained injuries to some extent."
The Apostle, who was most skilled in combat, was not at his peak, yet he only managed a draw.
The Malicious Apostle blinked its Snake Eyes and said coldly:
"My problem doesn't matter. What should we do next?"
"First and foremost, we must make that Chameleon pay the price... Only it can be completely eliminated."
The Blue Dream Apostle, who is usually known for his rationality and ruthlessness, inexplicably revealed a kind of anger that was hard to understand today.