[Sky Branch · Research Level]
[Stratos Laboratory]
We had collected quite a bit of darkness on this operation.
To restore my body enough to fight the witches, I had also consumed a considerable amount of darkness to catalyze my recovery. Although I collected some spoils from the witches afterward, when I finally counted everything up on my fingers, I had actually come out at a loss.
I had frittered away most of the darkness I painstakingly gathered bit by bit each day, like picking up stray sesame seeds. I would have been lying if I said it didn't hurt.
Funding my battles with their spoils wasn't going to work. It looked like arresting Special Monsters would have to mean earning my keep as a punching bag from now on. I couldn't carelessly use that move again.
How many lifetimes would it take to save up the "fare" to the moon?
The witches and Fake Magical Girls arrested today would be sent to Jadeite Stone Prison, and the researchers would also be detained by the Association. Everyone who had fallen unconscious had been taken to medical facilities. I alone had been sent to Professor Stratos's laboratory.
My attending physician was still the intellectual-looking woman in glasses, a short skirt, and black stockings.
She was taking more and more pleasure in dressing up, and she even wore light makeup.
Whenever asked about it, she simply answered calmly:
"It is part of cultivating oneself as a professional woman."
"You're saying... a third of your body was blown away, and then it repaired itself?"
She adjusted her glasses and leaned closer to examine the part of my waist and abdomen that had been blown away.
"Hmm, there's no sign of an injury at all."
"It was only an empty shell to begin with. Of