I Am Not a God

It was a peaceful morning, much like any other.

Well, perhaps not quite so peaceful. The influx of refugees had left the city crowded. Some people complained, but most treated the refugees kindly.

After all, none of them knew whether they might end up in the same position.

On the whole, though, the mood in the city was good.

The arrival of the Magical Girls, in particular, had given its residents new hope.

So the city had been bustling since early morning. Refugees lined up for aid, while those fit enough to work hurried through breakfast before heading off to build the newly planned infrastructure.

They received aid in exchange for work. With so many refugees, giving everything away would have drained the city in no time.

"Quick, quick! Someone else will take our spot!"

A group of children darted through the crowd.

A few days earlier, they had found a high vantage point near a shelter. Love and Thousand Blades passed by it every time they went on patrol.

Unfortunately, one of the children had a big mouth and accidentally let the location slip.

Naturally, the different groups of children had been fighting over the spot ever since.

"Darn it, this is all Xiao Ming's fault for blabbing. Otherwise, we'd still have the place to ourselves. We never used to have to rush out like this. We could eat breakfast and stroll over afterward."

The child in the lead glanced back, eyes full of resentment.

At the rear of the group, a small, skinny girl slowly lowered her head.

"Blaming someone without asking why isn't what a good child should do."

A gentle voice, full of strength and hope, drifted to the children. In the direction it came from, a figure in pink stood quietly.

Right at the children's