Mobile Magical Girl Corporation Lulurun: Even If I’ve Become A Magical Girl, I Will Definitely Start

In a completely serious tone, the Witch of the North rejected Lulurun’s proposal, a complete reversal from her tearful confession about wanting to get married.

“I want to get married,” she said, “but I don’t want to bring down my barrier and reconcile with the humans.”

“Why not?” Lulurun asked.

“Sorry, I’m not an Evil Witch, but neither am a Good Witch,” the Witch of the North said.

At that, Lulurun felt a coldness that kept others away.

“Maybe being a witch is harder to harder to live than you think and it isn’t acceptable to others,” the Witch of the North continued.

“That’s not the…” Lulurun said, before trailing off.

“That’s not the case,” she wanted to say.

Rhynes’s face comes to mind, but will Rhynes really forgive this Witch? The situation is different between Lulurun and this witch, and they cannot be said to be remotely the same. Rhynes may not forgive the Witch of the North. Lulurun’s ideas from ignorance of this world make them completely useless.

Lulurun thinks for a moment.

What if she were to replace it with her world when she was Yokoi Keisuke? What would people of another world think if there wasn’t any basis for the endless conflict between “The People Who Can Use Magic: Magia,” and “The People Who Could Not Use Magic: Norma”, what would they say in response…? If it were all so easy, this world wouldn’t be such a mess.

That’s just the thing, is the issue.

In this world as well, there is still a similar gigantic gap between Witches and non-witches, it’s not an easy problem to solve.

“Can’t you understand? Umm, Ms. Magical Girl?” the Witch of the North said.

“……I can,” Lulurun said.

“Then that’s settled, I can’t break the barrier and I can’t reconcile with humans, but I want to get married!” the Witch of the North yelled.

The Witch of the North is harmless, she’ll do nothing if left alone, but she says that there is no option for reconciliation, but if this is settled now, the Order of the Holy Empire will move to subdue her, and if the Knights attack, the Northern Witch will respond. She had no choice… Lulurun had no choice but to convince her to avoid an unnecessary conflict.

“What if the Knights of the Holy Empire invade your territory?” Lulurun asked.

“Well, except for the good-looking guys, I’ll ask them to leave quickly,” the Witch of the North said.

“I can’t ask you to promise me this, but if you can, can you not kill anyone?” Lulurun asked.

“What’s with that? Are you a member of the Order of the Holy Empire? Even though you can use magic?” the Witch of the North said.

“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t involved with them, but I’m not your enemy, what I want is a peaceful solution that doesn’t hurt anyone.”

“Wait, what?” the Witch of the North said, stunned and tilting her head in confusion at the absurd request.

“No one will be killed, no one will be harmed, okay…?” Lulurun said.

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It’s a proposal, though rather painful to try and put forward, to prevent harm…

The Witch of the North looks troubled and after a short delay, says:

“I can’t make that promise.”

Lulurun’s shoulders drop.

“Because those people are serious, aren’t they? If we go easy on those people, we won’t be rid of them, and maybe they’ll kill us, so I don’t think I can make that promise.”

It’s terrifying, but Lulurun had to accept it, and what the Witch of the North is saying is true.

She doesn’t think the Witch of the North could beat back the Knights of the Holy Empire who are coming for her, and since Lulurun was working with Rhynes, she understood that more than anyone else.

“…… That’s right, isn’t it?” Lulurun said.

Lulurun looks to the heavens, to find a way to avoid conflict…

She tried her best, but no such convenient solution comes up right away, and the groans of dismay only increase.

“Do you have a better idea?” Lulurun asked.

She asked without any hesitation, though her expression is sullen.

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“You’re asking me that?” the Witch of the North said.

“Because, you know…” Lulurun muttered.

So long as she couldn’t find a hint at a proper solution, she had no choice but to ask her.

“Huh, that so?” the Witch of the North said, staring at Lulurun intently. “… There is one thing, you know.”

It was unexpected but there seems to be more behind “there is one thing.”

“Huh?” Lulurun asked.

Her eyes widen at such an empty offer.

“Then what is it?!” Lulurun yelled.

She leaned forward to ask, then the Witch of the North pushes Lulurun into her bed.

“Huh?” Lulurun went.

She’s confused by the strange turn of events, a beautiful half-naked woman before her, little distance between their faces. The Witch of the North’s long, black hair falls into Lulurun’s open mouth.

Her bewitching scent and eyes, the bountiful chest that spills out of the sheer cloth she’s wearing, and the lips she could touch if she moved just the slightest bit forward melt Lulurun’s reason.

Although she shouldn’t have used Encantal, Lulurun was struck by the beauty of the Witch of the North.

“Wait, wait,” Lulurun said, “I’m a woman, calm down.”

The Witch of the North laughs it off. “You’re actually a man, aren’t you?” she said.

“Huh?”

No matter how you look at it, that was what the Witch of the North said, she pushes down Luluun and traces her chest with an inviting finger.

“What are you talking about?” Lulurun asked.

“It’s no use playing dumb,” the Witch of the North said, “you smell like a male, but you’re a woman by all appearances, so why is your aroma like this?”

Aroma? What did she mean by that? Lulurun hurried to sniff herself but she couldn’t tell, what was there? She was just confused.

“I don’t know why, but you’re not a woman,” the Witch of the North said.

“If I’m a man, what does that have to do with your suggestion?” Lulurun asked.

“I’ve decided…” the Witch of the North said, grinning as she whispers into Lulurun’s ear, “that I’m going to marry you…”

“What?”

Lulurun’s head blanked out for a moment.

“What do you mean by that?”

She’ll get married? With who? Lulurun inevitably connects the dots in her brain.

“To me?”

“We’ll get married.”

They’ll get married?

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!”

“Because then, I won’t be lonely, and since you’re also a Witch, we can be together all the time, can’t we?” the Witch of the North said.

Why is this happening?! Lulurun can’t keep up with it, shakes off the Witch of the North’s grip, and falls off the bed.

“Let’s calm down now,” Lulurun said.

Although she’s the most restless.

“Do you not like me?” the Witch of the North said as she approached Lulurun on the floor.

“That’s not what I’m saying,” Lulurun said.

“Then if you don’t like me, what do you think?” the Witch of the North said.

“No, the thing is, umm…”

She tries to look for the right words but can’t find them.

“Why so?” she said. “Do you have someone you love?”

“That’s…”

Lulurun thinks of Rhynes.

“Why Rhynes?!” Lulurun yelled.

“So there is one?” the Witch of the North said.

“No, no, no, no, no, not at all!”

Lulurun shakes off the image of Rhynes.

As accepting the marriage proposal would be a solution, Lulurun is forced to make the ultimate choice.