Magical Girls' Vacation-Heat Haze

The previous incident, the burning and explosion of the Fire Phosphor, destroyed the park's playground, and the resulting losses once again depleted Heat Haze's bounty.

Fortunately, according to the regulations, they are not liable for anything beyond the reward.

Fortunately, the medical treatment and meals at the medical facility were free;

Fortunately, she had already bought a Matchbox apartment, so she didn't have to worry about rent...

Otherwise, her already meager savings will dwindle further.

"Hospitalization is the only way out for magical girls!"

She let out a wail, her throat still recovering, and even though passersby mistook her for a lunatic Yoko Hiyoshi, having deactivated her transformation, wanted to vent her emotions.

"It's rare to see a magical girl like you end up like this, and you've been hospitalized way too many times, haven't you?"

Heat Haze's mood plummeted as her friend, who had picked her up from the hospital, continued to mock her.

"There's nothing I can do! The nature of magic isn't something I can control!"

Fire Phosphor's destructive power surpasses that of most Monster; if it were to unleash its full power, even a witch might not be able to match it.

"Let's get a job, Yoko."

Jila Kidman puts her hand on her friend's shoulder.

"The manager said she's waiting for you to come back. You're a talent recognized by the maid market!"

"What's the point of being recognized by this niche market? Besides, I don't want to be a maid and have to fawn over those fat otaku customers..."

Hiyoshi hugged Yoko arms and shivered.

She was working with Jila, but they had different reasons for doing so.

The former was done out of necessity to earn a living;

The latter, however, did it to experience life. Of course, to avoid causing a sensation, both of them took the part-time jobs under their original identities. After all, working at a maid shop as a magical girl would definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

Yes, that's right.

The two of them worked at Maid Café that was quite well-known in the D3 District.

Even without being magical girls, their foreign identities would be enough for them to find a reasonably well-paid part-time job.

Jila pointed at Yoko.

"Japan maid from the Orient, possessing the gentle nature of a Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman)."

He then pointed to himself.

"A blonde maid from the West who exudes the warmth of Hawaii."

Yoko simply sighed at her friend's joking remark.

"Leaving aside the enthusiasm of Hawaii, my personality hardly qualifies me as a Yamato Nadeshiko, does it?"

Growing up on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, far removed from the real Japan society from a young age, made her completely different from the Japan women in the common perception.

"Yoko, if you didn't speak, you would definitely be considered a dignified beauty... It's a pity you have a mouth."

"Wouldn't that sentence be more appropriate to describe another guy?"

Yoko was thinking of was a magical girl who wore the light blue dress from the story, but rode a heavy motorcycle around the streets all day, and used Megaphone to disturb the peace.

"Do you want me to use magic to send you back?"

I was discharged at noon.

Even the magical girl who controls the sun can't stand the sun, Yoko and the others hid in the subway, preparing to return to the D3 District along the railway.

"Shall we go to the store now?"

"Tomorrow, I'd like to go back and rest first."

Do you still want me to come with you?

"No, you've seen my room before. It's torture for two people to squeeze in there. It's really inconvenient to entertain you."

Jila shrugged and sighed, "Why don't you just move in with me? Little Ceruno's house is already quite big, and she even made a hole in the wall to connect it with her boyfriend's house. The two houses together are nearly 300 square meters, tsk tsk... You could also try harder to win Little Ceruno over?"

Despite saying that, Jila knew that Yoko had little hope.

Ceruno can only choose between Bai Ziye and Miluno; there's no room for a third person in her young heart.

"Forget it, there's no hope. I'll be content as long as she's willing to be a girl."

Back in her tiny, cramped Matchbox, Yoko collapsed onto her bed...

Hmm, it's not as soft as a hospital bed in a treatment facility.

"It's already August 20th, the students should be starting school soon, right?"

Hiyoshi Yoko.

Magical girls are always seventeen.

But she is actually twenty-three years old.

If I had studied hard, I should be graduating from university by now.

Unfortunately, she hasn't been to a classroom since becoming a magical girl. Although she says she doesn't regret it or care, she still harbors fantasies about going to school.

She sometimes wonders what she would be like now if she hadn't run away from home back then.

However, the world is not at peace.

Although I was in the hospital, I was not out of touch with the information.

She couldn't possibly be unaware of what happened at the stadium just two days ago.

"If a full-scale war breaks out, will we magical girls really have to become soldiers?"

Having faced countless dangers as a magical girl for so many years, she wasn't afraid of sacrifice, but she still felt saddened by the inevitable casualties.

Most importantly...

There will be no chance for them to go to school anymore.

"Well."

I'm hungry.

"I came back because of laziness. I should have gone to work... at least I could have had meals at work."

Although she wasn't starving, Yoko, who wanted to save money, rarely ate out alone. However, cooking for herself was difficult, and in her 30-square-meter space, the only thing that could be considered a kitchen utensil was an electric kettle.

Although this thing is for boiling water, you can also use it to cook noodles.

"... No choice, I'll just have to go downstairs and buy instant noodles."

Ding-dong--

Just as I was thinking this, the doorbell rang.

This was a long-awaited experience for Yoko. She didn't have many friends in Skyreach City, didn't order takeout, and didn't shop online. As for door-to-door salespeople and flyer distributors, they wouldn't come to this kind of Matchbox apartment...

It's a common perception that people living here don't have much money.

"They're here!"

As she climbed out of bed, almost tripping over the corner cabinet, Yoko stumbled to the doorway.

"Huh?"

A little girl with black hair was standing outside the door, but she was wearing the Association's uniform.

She looks like a magical girl in terms of age, but she doesn't seem to be...

"Excuse me, is this Hiyoshi Yoko... oh no, is this Ms. Heat Haze?"

"Okay, let's come in first and talk about it then."

Yoko stepped aside to let her squeeze into the room.

She closed the door, then gripped the Star Crystal on her wrist and transformed into the magical girl Heat Haze... oh, now she's Heat Haze Amaterasu.

"If the Association's people are visiting secretly, what can't be communicated through the liaison officer?"

Turning around, the visiting girl was already sitting on the sofa in Yoko's living room.

Although it's called a living room, there's actually no wall between it and the bedroom.

"Don't be nervous. Take a look at this document and then tell me your thoughts."

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl took out several sheets of paper from her briefcase.

"Magical Girl Specialized School?"

Although he hadn't received much formal education, Heat Haze wasn't illiterate.

They do possess the necessary literacy and sentence recognition skills.

"It's not just about strengthening the combat capabilities of the new generation of magical girls, but also includes academic courses from middle school to university, to ensure that magical girls will still be able to engage in social work after the war ends...?"

This school is practically tailor-made for her!

He was eager to enroll immediately, but Heat Haze still asked, "Is this also Director SpiCa's plan?"

"Proposed by SpiCa, funded by Sirius, and with me serving as principal."

The girl who called herself the principal extended an olive branch to Heat Haze.

"So, Miss Heat Haze, would you be willing...?"

"I do."

Perhaps because he was so eager, Heat Haze agreed without even thinking.

"Great! Then, by signing this contract, you will become a teacher at our school!"

"Ah?"

Teacher?