SpiCa really wasn't in a hurry.
After all, her plan involved a grand yet hollow issue like "correcting the direction of human civilization's development." It sounded like the preparatory work alone would take centuries...
But the immediate priority was to gather enough Magical Girls to get the "Zodiacal" running, lift it into the sky, and prepare to wipe out Enheria.
"It feels like the mobilization meeting didn't go too well."
I voiced my straightforward impression.
"A lot of people seemed reluctant. After all, they'd have to separate from their families or something... Does that mean my family would have to leave Dad behind too? Mom definitely wouldn't want that, right?"
Liuzi said, "The Zodiacal isn't a prison. Even if they have family, they can absolutely make time to go down and reunite with them every week. And it isn't mandatory—those who don't want to come don't have to. SpiCa is just making a call."
So how many people would actually stay?
The Zodiacal was the backing of all Magical Girls, protecting them from the influence of politics and capital... but only if it became powerful enough.
If there were too few people, a city this enormous simply couldn't function.
"Now that everyone's assembled, when are we taking off?"
"After we've tallied the Magical Girls' intentions."
"Then we'll go pick an apartment first."
The residential districts, divided by language and culture, were those satellite sky islands flying alongside it.
Since there was no longer any need for new Magical Girls, all the Star Crystals preserved by the Association had been used as the Zodiacal's power source. They had plenty of money and power to spare, so bringing several more sky islands up here was no problem at all...
"Wait."
Liuzi stopped me.
"Are Knight and Antarctic Star close?"
"Hm?"
That expressionless