Don't argue with people you cannot communicate with. Don't try to overturn truths others have already accepted.
This was a principle for dealing with the world that her master had once taught Tudingui. Tudingui could not fully understand its meaning, but that did not stop her from trusting her master and acting according to it.
And in truth, for magical girls in Central City, a personality that admired strength like her roommate's might not be a bad thing.
For no other reason than that Central City truly had powerful magical girls.
As the center of human society's technology, industry, and culture, Central City not only had a population far exceeding that of ordinary cities, but also a much larger magical girl force. Ordinary cities often needed fewer than ten magical girls—single digits—to keep the city safe. Smaller ones could manage with only three to five. But for Central City, in order to patrol a larger urban area and protect a denser population, Magical Girl Squads usually had more than a dozen members, sometimes even over twenty.
Not only did their numbers far exceed those of ordinary cities, but in terms of Blossoming, every Central City ensured that its squad had at least one magical girl who could be called a "Strong Flower." Cities in more important geographical locations even had Flower Cards stationed there.
So perhaps this roommate of hers, placed within a Central City Magical Girl Squad, would act like an obedient little girl in front of the squad captain instead?
As random thoughts drifted through her mind, Tudingui slowly massaged her scalp with shampoo-covered hands. The water on her skin brought a faint chill, clearing her head, which had grown somewhat foggy from reading for too long.
Better not think about such nonsense. Based on what she had