My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

The forest ahead looked as if a meteor had crashed into it, leaving behind a terrifying fan-shaped crater on the ground. Countless trees were still burning with lingering flames, and the air was thick with a pungent, scorched smell.

She also noticed the broken doll fragments scattered around. From the delicate skirt edges that hadn’t yet been burned to charcoal, these were the “troublesome ones” Airwen had mentioned.

Was it this girl who had fought alone deep into this forest, even defeating that dangerous species monster, the “Maid Head”?

Su Fang couldn’t help but sharply inhale the hot air. “Whoa… that’s incredible…”

Her gaze fell on the girl standing in the center of that scorched earth.

She was a crimson-haired magical girl wearing a spirit outfit woven from scarlet and pure white, wielding a strange microphone-like staff.

With her back turned to them, lingering heat still twisted the air around her, making her look like a valkyrie who had just stepped out of the inferno.

Su Fang’s throat moved up and down as she quickly hurried forward, calling out with concern in her voice, “Um… Senior!”

“Are you okay?”

The black fog had the property of blocking sound and light, but even so, the earlier flames had been clearly visible, a testament to how fierce the battle just now had been.

Hearing the voice, the crimson-haired girl’s body jerked sharply.

Whoosh.

She turned around with startling speed, raising her microphone staff almost instantly, the sharp, five-pointed star tip aimed straight at Su Fang’s throat.

Su Fang saw a pair of blazing eyes burning with ruby-like light.

There was no trace of anything resembling thought in this magical girl’s gaze; it was as if she had reacted purely on instinct, lashing out indiscriminately at whatever had suddenly approached her.

Su Fang was momentarily speechless.

But in that instant, a hand pressed down on her shoulder, pulling her back forcefully as someone stepped forward, standing in front of Su Fang.

At the same time, the crimson-haired magical girl snapped back to her senses, forcibly stopping her staff mid-motion.

The fierce gust of wind swept through the long hair of Airwen and Su Fang, carrying with it faint sparks and searing heat.

The three of them stood locked in an extremely precarious standoff.

The crimson magical girl didn’t speak, keeping her staff raised, while Airwen’s hand was already firmly gripping the longsword behind her. Her black eyes narrowed slightly, but couldn’t fully hide the shock lurking deep within.

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing point, as if any extra move would trigger an immediate fight.

“Ah, wait! Wait!”

Su Fang suddenly realized what was happening. “Everyone, calm down!”

She snapped to her senses, quickly holstering her dual pistols back into the holsters at her waist, raising both hands to show she meant no harm, then fixed her gaze on the magical girl before her.

“S-Senior!”

“I… we’re not bad people. We sensed the magic power fluctuations and thought a magical girl was fighting, so we rushed over to help.”

Su Fang stepped out from behind Airwen, stumbling over her words.

It was only then that she suddenly noticed something.

The magical girl’s magic power fluctuations were already very faint—she was probably close to completely draining her strength. Her expression looked incredibly tired, and her breathing was severely disordered.

But even so, the hand gripping her staff didn’t tremble in the slightest.

Hearing Su Fang’s words, the crimson-haired girl seemed to slowly come back to herself. She blinked but didn’t speak, instead keeping her stance fixed, her gaze trained on Airwen, who still had her hand on her sword hilt.

Looking at this girl, who remained in a battle-ready posture and exuded such distrust toward them, Su Fang bit her lip.

—Even the youngest child in Kazenari Town knew that magical girls were embodiments of love and hope, destined to help one another.

The TV often showed scenes of magical girls teaming up to fight against invading monsters, jointly protecting the town.

Yet, the wariness and unfamiliarity in her eyes were so stark.

Why?

What exactly had she gone through to make this senior so instinctively reject their arrival, choosing to fight alone in this terrifying forest full of monsters until she was utterly spent?

“Um, my name is Su Fang!”

Su Fang took a deep breath.

Crack.

With a crisp sound, the watery, azure-blue spiritual light around her body shattered, and her spirit outfit dissolved into countless crystalline, shimmering points of light.

As the dreamlike, illusory radiance faded, she transformed back into a middle school girl in a black-and-white sailor uniform with burgundy-red hair, leaving only a brooch-like sapphire magical gem pinned to her chest.

“See, I’ve canceled my transformation! I won’t hurt you, Senior!”

After saying that, she looked pleadingly at the silver-haired girl beside her. “Senior Airwen!”

Airwen seemed to hesitate for a moment. She glanced at Su Fang, then at the crimson-haired girl, and finally slowly let go of her sword hilt.

Su Fang patted her chest, a naive smile unique to her age spreading across her face as she looked at the other girl with sincere eyes.

“Senior, what’s your name?”

The crimson-haired girl still didn’t lower her weapon.

Her ruby-red eyes fixed on Su Fang, scanning back and forth between her and Airwen, as if confirming whether she was truly harmless.

The air seemed to freeze.

After a full ten-odd seconds of dead silence, the blazing fire in the crimson-haired girl’s eyes began to slowly recede.

Hum.

Red specks of light danced, and the magnificent spirit outfit and staff dissolved.

Her crimson hair and eyes regained a cherry-blossom hue, and a white shirt and black hot pants returned to her body.

Her clothes were slightly disheveled from the earlier intense movements, her collar slightly open, revealing a delicate collarbone. Her sharp gaze finally softened, exposing the deep fatigue she had been hiding all along.

And at that moment, Su Fang realized…

This senior’s features and face actually seemed to carry a hint of timidity and gentleness by nature, even exuding a natural childishness. It was just that the overwhelming presence of her eyes had previously masked that.

Now, showing all her exhaustion, no longer baring her fangs, she looked utterly pitiable and endearing.

Wow…

Su Fang’s eyes lit up instantly as she looked at Lin Guang after her transformation was canceled, unable to suppress an inner exclamation: Senior is so beautiful!

And she only looks a little older than me?

But even after canceling the transformation, the cherry-haired girl’s expression remained blank and cold.

She stared at Su Fang and Airwen for a long time before slowly speaking, her voice carrying a heavy sense of unfamiliarity and emptiness.

“…I don’t remember.”

The girl’s voice matched the impression of her face—sweet, even carrying a touch of softness and childishness.

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