Afterward, we had dinner at the Dantai residence.
Actually, it no longer mattered whether it was lunch or dinner.
Eat when hungry, sleep when tired—that was more or less what life became after losing all sense of day and night.
What worried me more was whether the roadside plants and the gardens to the north could survive after losing their artificial sun.
Gong Ling, dressed in a qipao, personally cooked for us. The dishes were traditional Chinese cuisine—simple and unadorned, yet carrying a nostalgic flavor.
"Is the Dantai Family willing to take part in this battle?"
My question stemmed from Thunderous Resonance's claim that she did not wish to fight.
Lin Quanyin did not want to fight because she was unsure whether Enheria's ideals or SpiCa's pursuit of stability suited her better. But if Enheria could find a way to turn all humanity into Magical Girls, she probably would not refuse.
After all, she still had an elderly father on the surface who devoted himself to healing and helping others.
"Our thoughts?"
Dantai Zhengchu set down his bowl and chopsticks, then gently shook his head.
"No one in our family is a proper Magical Girl, so we probably have no right to discuss that question. We came here not because we wanted to fight Enheria, but because this was your request... this is what the Dantai Family owes you."
That was indeed what they had said at the time.
"Selfishly speaking, I don't really want Enheria's ideals to come true."
Dantai Xue frankly voiced her thoughts.
"The power of Magical Girls only feels superior when it belongs to a select few. If everyone had magic, magic would become cheap, and my restaurant would lose its meaning."
I had guessed her thoughts correctly.
"Besides, there are ranks even among magic users.