The honor guard and orchestra had, of course, been hired at Iris's own expense.
Iris knew that BH City's Disaster Countermeasures Bureau was short on funding. On her first day as the new director-actually, before she had even taken office-she had gone to city hall to discuss the budget.
But that was fine. Iris had money, so she could afford the honor guard and orchestra without using the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau's funds.
Even if it went to waste, she did not care about that little bit of money.
Beautiful, powerful, wealthy-the perfect magical girl. That was Iris!
In the sixth headquarters magical girl assessment, she had taken first place, with a total score just two points short of Larkspur's recorded score.
She had slain an A-rank Calamity Beast, successfully completed numerous dangerous missions, and was one of Larkspur's four teammates.
Every achievement was something other magical girls could only look up to.
Perfect from beginning to end, she could easily realize anything she wanted.
Her family had been poor when she was little, but when she wanted money, her parents' careers immediately climbed higher and higher; when she wanted fame, a talent scout spotted her as a child, and she became a famous child star early on; when she wanted good grades, she could become the best student in school within a year.
So later, when she saw Calamity Beasts rampaging and wanted the strength to protect others, she had naturally become a magical girl.
There was nothing she could not do. As long as she wanted it, everything in this world would follow her wishes.
If magical girls were beings who held miracles in their hands and had their wishes come true, then she was the strongest magical girl.
Because every miracle she wanted had already come true.
So