The Sixth Sense of a Magical Girl

"Try your best to capture the hostile Bloodkin within the zone alive. If an accident occurs, execution is permitted.

If innocent personnel are discovered, rescue them with all your might. Protecting civilians is the primary action condition."

Qingyin concisely explained the mission requirements to her squad members.

The Evil Organization, the base of the Blood Purity Court—an organization consisting entirely of Bloodkin.

Youyue had proactively sought out this mission for her, one where the danger was unknown and the difficulty was unknown.

She not only wanted to temper the actual combat of the new-generation Magical Girls, but also wanted to test the adaptability of this Magical Girl who was herself.

After all, Youyue had stated that she and her squad members would participate together.

Theoretical knowledge and combat power levels could not encompass the entirety of a Magical Girl.

On-the-spot reaction capability was even more important than these.

As a qualified Chief Magical Girl executing this kind of mission, she ought to be able to protect all ordinary people and common folk.

"Big Sister Qingyin, mission guaranteed!" Feiyan said full of confidence.

"I'll do my best." Yuyan still had that timid appearance.

"Just leave it to me with ten thousand steps of confidence!" Yalin spoke with equal self-assurance.

It seemed the conditions for triggering a formulaic tsundere hadn't been met. Looking at the reactions of the three of them, Qingyin felt reassured for some reason.

At the very least, they wouldn't pull any weird stunts at a time like this.

The four Magical Girls draped themselves in hazy night skies and arrived at the destination Youyue had informed them of.

The location of the Evil Organization Blood Purity Court's base was situated in a factory next to the bustling commercial street in the city.

There was a snack street nearby, and it was still the only road leading to a certain residential area. The volume of people traffic could hardly be called small.

"Shall we deploy the barrier first?" Qingyin gazed at the massive factory below and pondered.

It could effectively ensure that innocent passersby would not be harmed.

However, that would alert the enemy, making it impossible to know if there were still harmless crowds inside the factory.

Just in case ordinary people were used as hostages, it would become a bit troublesome.

"Big Sister Qingyin, why not just charge straight in?" Feiyan brandished her Magic Weapon and suggested to Qingyin.

"Wouldn't that be too imprudent?" Yuyan voiced a response.

"Let's infiltrate first." Qingyin decided after hesitating.

There was one factory building on each of the four sides of the factory—southeast, northwest—surrounding a central building that was larger than the remaining four.

"One person infiltrates each factory building to confirm the conditions inside. The one who finishes resolving things first will rush to the surroundings of the main factory in advance to wait and prevent anyone from escaping.

Later on, if the three of you assemble, you can actively enter the factory to investigate the situation. You must all analyze the situation yourselves for these things; can you do it?" Qingyin stated the temporary plan.

She was unwilling to make a breakthrough by force simply because of insufficient intelligence.

Magical Girls were the absolute peak combat power in this world.

Being timid and overly cautious would never amount to anything.

"I'll go to the eastern factory near the commercial street, and I'll leave the remaining three locations to you guys." Qingyin spoke up.

Feiyan: "Then I'm heading to the west side, alright."

Yuyan: "I'll go to the north side where there are the fewest people..."

Yalin: "South, south, south."

Efficiently dividing the areas, the four Magical Girls scattered and began infiltrating the interior of the Evil Organization.

Didi...

Qingyin, who had just sneaked into the eastern factory, froze abruptly, listening to a strange beeping sound in her ears.

Her heart instantly pounded like a beating drum. The sixth sense of a Magical Girl materialized the danger into pressure, pressing down on her so hard she briefly couldn't catch her breath.

C4? A bomb?

Her brain instinctively thought of these things. She entered through a window unobstructed by glass, and what greeted her eyes was stack after stack of building material packages.

Following the extremely faint sound, Qingyin opened one of the material bags; the bomb was hidden inside the materials.

There was not a soul inside the factory, so the bomb was impossible not to dismantle.

Looking at the bomb before her, she instinctively reached out and gave it a tear.

The sound of the bomb in her hand vanished, leaving even Qingyin herself unable to believe it.

The interlaced ticking sounds could still be heard in the quiet night. Qingyin let out a deep breath.

She was going to be busy.

She couldn't possibly leave such dangerous goods hidden among the building materials. She checked room by room, eliminating the discovered explosives by repeating the same process.

Just as Qingyin was laboriously searching for and dismantling bombs.

The eastern factory where she was located had an unknown basement.

Five adult male Bloodkin were surrounding a young Bloodkin girl.

"How is there a fish that slipped through the net? Will the ones upstairs blame us?" said Bloodkin Male A.

"Shall we pretend nothing happened?" said Bloodkin Male B.

"How could we pretend nothing happened? The count of pure-blood Bloodkin won't match up, and we'll wish we were dead!" said Bloodkin Male C.

The Bloodkin girl in the corner didn't know what they wanted to do; she only knew that the few of them were definitely not good people.

Her large eyes were brimming with tears, the water mist blurring her vision.

She endured to keep the tears from falling, not daring to utter a single sound, desperately curling her body up in an attempt to seek a sense of security.

"We might as well report to the higher-ups right now while the transport vehicle hasn't gone far yet. Remediation is still in time." Bloodkin Male D suggested.

"Remediation? With us having made a mistake, this month probably won't be easy for us, huh." Bloodkin Male E said.

"Or we kill her on the spot, and everything has nothing to do with us. If we push through this month, next month will naturally have next month's methods." Bloodkin Male D continued.

"But she's still a child." Bloodkin Male B said with reluctance.

"Since you're so righteous, why didn't you share the 'special blood bags' with us earlier?! Now, because of a brat, you're going to make the brothers wish they were dead?!" Bloodkin Male D roared out.

The basement lapsed into a brief silence.

There was no need for further words; it had already been decided.

Rumble.

"Did any of you hear some strange sound? A very hurried and short one." Bloodkin Male A asked.

"Don't waste time. I don't want to not see the 'special blood bag' this month." After saying that, Bloodkin Male D stepped closer and closer to the Bloodkin girl.

The latter kept shaking her head, wanting to retreat but having nowhere left to retreat to, wanting to hide but having nowhere to hide.

The ticking sound no longer rang out, yet the unease in Qingyin's heart did not vanish.

Standing in the center of the deserted factory, she abruptly grabbed at the floor. Her delicate, fair hands pierced through the sturdy ground and dragged out the final remote-controlled explosive.

The most formidable thing about a Magical Girl was neither supernatural abilities nor possessing a pathway to easily grow stronger.

It was unreasonable intuition.

Magical Girls were the craftiest. Muttering something about intuition or a sixth sense, they would skip levels and bypass plots, rushing forward to effortlessly destroy the grand schemes that others had painstakingly accumulated and worked on for a long time.

If one wanted to pit themselves against a Magical Girl, they had to rack their brains to confuse their intuition.

"It truly is the last bomb, but why haven't I set my mind at ease yet?" Qingyin muttered to herself, holding the bomb in her hand and tilting her head in puzzlement.

"Don't, don't do it!"

Catching the sound of a childish scream, Qingyin abruptly raised her head, scanned her surroundings left and right, and then punched a path through the ground and into the basement.

Landing steadily from above onto the basement floor, she immediately took in the scene within the basement.

Five adult male Bloodkin were cornering a petite Bloodkin girl.

At that moment, the several adult male Bloodkin who heard the commotion turned their heads in shock to discover Qingyin, who had appeared from who knows where.

"Hello, hello." Qingyin waved at them in a friendly manner, much like adding an outstretched-hand sticker to a cat.

The expressions of the adult male Bloodkin went from initial confusion to astonishment, and finally to terror.

"Magical Girl, don't you..."