Inside Aldebaran's private laboratory at the Second Research Institute.
I lay on my back across two tables placed side by side, with my waist and abdomen suspended over the gap between them.
"Miluno... do we really have to do this?"
Even though it was my own plan, the little thing still looked worried.
"Silly girl, don't worry. I'm immortal now."
"Even if you won't die, it'll still... still hurt, won't it?"
"It's fine. I can endure this much pain."
She suddenly cried out in distress:
"But I can't endure it! I'm scared!"
So she wasn't worried about me. She was scared herself.
She shared all of my sensations. The pain I experienced would be passed on to her as well, so it was understandable that she was afraid. But in the end, this was for her and Aldebaran too...
"Aldebaran didn't object, so what are you afraid of? It's just being cut in half. Grit your teeth and it'll be over."
"Just? What the hell have you been through?"
Since splitting me in half could create two of me, then cutting my current self in half twice more would solve the problem of finding bodies for Mono and Aldebaran, wouldn't it?
That was why a black dotted line had been drawn across my stomach with a marker.
Without a Base Body, this was the "simplest" way to provide them with independent bodies. The price was simply that it would hurt more.
"Mi, don't worry."
Aldebaran comforted me instead. "This time isn't an accident, so of course I won't let you feel any pain. I'm the finest anesthetist there is..."
If she hadn't repeatedly pierced me from behind with thorns without anesthetic, I might have believed her.
The one carrying out the bisection was a Magical Girl Soldier. She held a