Perhaps because the slots had been auctioned off, every Magical Girl I served today was a genuine rich young lady. Though many of them had originally been wealthy young masters, successful entrepreneurs, eligible bachelors...
But by the current standard, they were all rich young ladies.
Moreover, rich people were often well-mannered—or at least acted well-mannered. Since I was receiving them individually in private rooms on the second floor today, I hadn't run into any extreme fanatics like last time.
Then again, with only two people alone in a private room, there was no way I'd run into some crazed voyeur, right?
"Miluno, magical fluctuations."
Just as I was feeding the rich young lady with a beautiful set of metal utensils at her request, Terra's voice rang out in my mind.
"On the first-floor hall... magic with an unknown effect has appeared!!"
"My apologies, miss."
I immediately set down the fork that was about to reach her lips. Amid the rich young lady's bewildered expression, I turned and rushed out of the private room, looking toward the staircase.
Yet there was nothing there.
So it really was the same kind of substitute... magic as Night Owl's?
I closed my eyes and switched to magical perception, scanning the area.
Found it!
Though it was invisible to the naked eye, I could still sense the magic's presence. Magical Girls of the present were weakened products, after all. Their strength couldn't possibly compare to the Magical Girls of the Old World, and miracles formed from faint magical power were equally fragile.
But I wasn't about to disperse it directly.
"Terra, find the caster of this magic!"
"She's not in the café—she escaped outside!!"
"Go after her!!"
I slid down the smooth stair railing, ignored the customers still queuing at the entrance, and rushed out