3 Magical Girl Stretches Her Mana Lines
Author: Kumanano
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n7313mj/3/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA
“But how do I become a magical girl?”
“Take off your clothes and lie on the bed.”
“My clothes! I knew it. A groper. A peeping tom.”
I throw a pillow at the cat.
But the cat dodges it easily.
“I told you, that’s not it. Girls with the makings of a magical girl have a core that produces mana near the heart. But as you are now, you can’t handle it, so you can’t use magic.”
“…A core that produces mana.”
“Mana lines come out of that mana core like blood vessels carrying blood, but for most people they haven’t grown. To use mana, you have to stretch them through the whole body. Ah, this apparently hurts. Every girl who becomes a magical girl cries.”
“It hurts?”
“I don’t know, since I haven’t experienced it. But it apparently hurts enough to cry.”
“……Um, is there a way it doesn’t hurt?”
“No. But you want to save your dad, right?”
“You’re like a demon.”
“I’m giving you the power to save your dad, so I’m a god, aren’t I? So, what will you do?”
It’s to save Dad.
I take off my clothes, lie on my back on the bed, and collapse there.
Nnh, this is embarrassing.
The cat comes close to me and puts a front paw near my heart.
It’s warm.
I feel like something is going into my body.
“Amazing. Your mana is thicker than I thought.”
“Just hurry up and do it.”
It’s embarrassing.
“All right. First I’ll show you your mana lines.”
“Mana lines?”
“The things like blood vessels I mentioned. Blood vessels carry blood. Mana lines are for carrying mana. All right, it’ll hurt a little, but bear with it.”
When the cat says that, pain runs near my heart.
“Open your eyes and look at your body.”
I open my eyes and look at my body.
Strange lines are stretching out from near my heart and glowing.
Some are long, some are short; they’re all different.
“And there are a lot of them tangled around your heart, see?”
There are a lot of lines around my heart.
Like a yarn ball of tangled thread.
“We’re going to stretch these thread-like lines through your whole body, but it hurts, so bear with it.”
Stretch these lines through my whole body.
“I said so earlier, but it apparently hurts enough to cry, so you should hold a cloth in your mouth.”
I’ve seen scenes in manga and such where they have you hold a cloth in your mouth for surgery without anesthesia.
“Does it really hurt?”
“Like I said, I don’t know. I’m only passing on what past magical girls said.”
I have to become a magical girl to save Dad.
I’m still scared, so stopping isn’t an option.
I sit up from the bed, get a towel, and collapse onto the bed again.
“Okay. Do it.”
I have no choice but to do it now.
Even if it hurts, I have no choice but to bear it.
It’s to save Dad.
I hold the towel in my mouth.
The cat’s paw lands near my heart.
That instant, a fierce pain runs through my heart, like countless needles stabbing it.
Hurt doesn’t even begin to cover it.
It feels like my heart is being wrung in a fist.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
If I weren’t holding the towel, I would have bitten through my lip.
I’ve never had my blood vessels pulled, but a fierce pain runs through me as if they were.
I want to knock the cat’s paw away, but my body won’t move, as if it’s been fixed in place.
Stop, I scream in my heart.
But the white demon doesn’t stop.
My heart screams.
“They’re quite tangled.”
Pain like my heart is being stirred.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
It hurts as if I’m being pinched by pliers.
“Amazing mana lines. Take a look.”
I can’t look. I can’t look at anything.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Hurry up and finish. That’s all I can think.
“It’s finally over. They were amazingly tangled.”
It’s over.
I feel relief.
It’s over.
But the white cat says something unbelievable.
“I finally untangled the mana lines. Next I’ll stretch these mana lines through your whole body.”
…No way. It’s not over?
All he did was untangle those thread-like lines?
The white cat says, “We’ll start with the right arm.”
He doesn’t even check with me.
Fierce pain runs from my heart to my right shoulder, and that fierce pain runs from my right arm to my wrist and to my fingertips.
My fingers hurt as if nails were being driven into them.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
“Next I’ll do the other hand.”
Stop already.
Please, stop.
I plead with my eyes, but the white cat doesn’t stop.
Fierce pain runs through my left shoulder and arm.
And my fingertips hurt as if nails were being driven into them.
“Nnh…”
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
…Stop.
…Please.
“That finishes both hands.”
…It’s over.
Is it really over.
My wish got through.
My whole body hurts.
But it’s over.
I’m free of this pain.
The instant I think that, the white cat says something outrageous.
“Next I’ll stretch them from your stomach into your legs.”
Wait.
We’re still doing this.
I can’t anymore.
Please, stop.
My wish doesn’t reach him.
Fierce pain runs through my stomach and my back.
I’ve never broken a bone, but it hurts as if my spine snapped.
I’m going to die.
But it doesn’t end.
The fierce pain goes through my stomach.
It hurts as if a kitchen knife were stabbed into my belly.
And he says he’ll stretch them from here into my legs.
“We’ll start with the right leg.”
“Nnh…”
Stop.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
Fierce pain runs from my hips into my right leg.
My thigh hurts.
The pain keeps going down.
Fierce pain runs through my ankle and my toes.
Don’t go any farther than this.
That wish doesn’t reach him either.
Pain runs through my toes as if nails were being driven into them.
“The right is done, so next I’ll do the left.”
Once the left leg is done, I’ll be free of this pain.
Same as the right leg, fierce pain runs from my thigh to my toes.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
But this will end it.
The deathly fierce pain will end.
Arms, legs, body, all done.
Everything is done.
I’ll be free of the pain.
When I think that, the demon murmurs.
“Well then, last is the head.”
…The head.
…No way.
This fierce pain, in my head.
I can’t take it.
Just thinking about nails being driven into my head is scary.
He isn’t a god. He’s a demon.
And so the mana lines were stretched into my head as well.
My head hurt, hurt as if I’d been hit with a hammer. I thought I would die again and again.
At the end I passed out.
But the pain woke me over and over.
I don’t know how much time passed.
…I’m alive.