My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

That mysterious summons, that pull… seemed to come from this very place.

And at the exact second Su Fang’s foot touched the ground, two equally dazzling lights—one pink, one purple—ripped through the air from other directions and landed precisely to her left and right.

On the left stood a magical girl with long pink hair, dressed in an adorable, glamorous pink idol-style spirit outfit, radiating the kind of stage-star charisma that draws every eye. A keyboard with wings floated before her.

On the right was a girl dressed in purple gothic fashion, wearing a delicate black eyepatch over her right eye. She gripped a massive scythe that shimmered with an eerie glow, her whole presence exuding mystery and madness.

The three of them turned their heads at nearly the same moment and saw one another, surprise flashing across their eyes in an instant.

Yet…

The surprise in the girls’ eyes melted away as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by a feeling of familiarity and tacit understanding that seemed to come from their bones.

“Everything that’s happened today feels unbelievably bizarre,” the pink-haired magical girl sighed, a hint of helplessness on her pretty face, softening into a gentle smile. “Could it be that you came looking for that idiot who likes to play hide-and-seek too?”

Su Fang froze for a beat.

The purple-clad magical girl covered her eyepatched eye, a mad smile twisting her lips as she tilted her chin up. “Ku ku ku… You’re so friendly! Could it be that in a past life we were sworn friends?”

“This bond that spans the river of time must be the ancient vow etched deep in our souls resonating together! Fate’s red thread has, after all, dragged the causes and effects of past lives into this—”

Her words suddenly cut off.

At that moment, a slender shadow abruptly appeared behind the glass door and met their gazes.

The three of them stiffened.

It was a girl with an expressionless face.

She was exquisitely beautiful like a doll, her eyes a stunning sakura-red, so clear they seemed to reflect cloud and sky. You couldn’t help but lock onto them.

Yet there was an inexplicable stubbornness and refusal to yield in those eyes.

—If she smiled, she would surely light up the world, wouldn’t she?

In an instant, an incomparable, intense tremor rose in their hearts.

Things hidden in the depths of their souls for so long—long enough that they themselves thought they had forgotten—had actually left extremely deep marks there.

Beep—

The glass door, as if sensing something, automatically opened.

Tang Keren’s lips curled, and she said softly, “So that’s where you were hiding, you jerk. You had me worried for so long.”

“Ku hahahahaha!”

Zihan laughed loudly. “My sworn friend, accomplice, comrade… it’s been ages!”

And the next moment.

Su Fang’s spirit outfit suddenly dispersed on its own, dissolving into blue motes of light that scattered away. A look of puzzlement crossed her pretty face.

She didn’t know why she had just de-transformed, just as she didn’t know why she was so proficient with magical girl powers.

She only remembered…

That it seemed to happen that way every time.

The next instant, she looked at the sakura-red figure before her with no guard, driven by instinct to blurt out:

“Uh, my name is Su Fang!”

She stared at those crimson eyes steadily, her voice clear and urgent. “Senior, what is your name?”

…………

A moment later.

Inside the tea room.

“Wait!”

“Wait, wait, wait!”

Tang Keren stared fixedly at Phoenix and Amber.

“Do you mean… everything we remember about this Fengming Town we live in before was almost fake, fabricated by someone like a virtual game?”

“And outside is the real world?”

Beside her, Zihan wore almost the same stunned expression.

She stammered, “And… this world is trapped in a resetting cycle… it’s already repeated over three thousand times?”

“The world we’re sitting in now was just reconstructed by the Sacred Tree a few minutes ago?”

Tang Keren inhaled sharply, her voice rising as if she were shouting. “That Airwen person wasn’t only the first to awaken in the tenth generation, she’s even… been active all the way from the First Generation Magical Girls until now, a super, super, super, super, super senior?”

She sprang up, slammed the table with a sharp clap, leaning forward in excitement. Her chest heaved with emotion and her twin tails swayed.

“Are you kidding me?!”

Su Fang sat beside the sakura-haired girl, her pretty face already numb from information overload.

Apart from the news about her long-missing father, she knew nothing about the subject and couldn’t make sense of the complicated terms tied to the Sacred Tree and magical girls.

Only when she heard Airwen’s name and caught sight of the faces of the two seniors did an indescribable familiarity and warmth wash over her.

By rights… she should have felt panic or unease.

But at this very moment,

some instinct she couldn’t place made her reflexively take the sakura-haired girl’s hand beside her.

A comforting, pleasant fragrance came from the girl at her side. That hand was white and delicate; the touch carried an indescribable warmth that seeped through.

The unease was suppressed.

As long as she stayed next to this girl, it felt like nothing could frighten her.

On the other side,

Tang Keren inhaled deeply, her chest rising and falling violently as if trying to force herself to digest this fantastical information.

She stared intently at the black-haired girl across from her, one she often shopped with in her memories, and pressed on, “So, if that’s the case…”

“Our memories, our experiences, whether happiness or sorrow, no matter how vividly we remember them…”

“All of it didn’t actually happen, but was forcibly implanted into our brains like computer data?”

“And on top of that, it’s all about to end?! The world is going to be destroyed?!”

A barrage of questions echoed through the room.

Phoenix remained silent.

Amber only smiled.

But Amber’s eyes, the same color as her name, were as deep as a pool, holding an expression Tang Keren couldn’t comprehend.

It looked like sadness, and yet also like acceptance.

Tang Keren couldn’t read their meaning, and instead glanced instinctively at the sakura-haired girl sitting with Su Fang.

—She’s been so calm. Has she already accepted it?

But this truth denied the meaning of nearly everything’s existence.

Tang Keren blurted out without thinking, “Mengmengxiang, you…”

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