First and foremost, I need to make one thing clear.
There was no reason for me to willingly choose the “flasher” case.
If something went wrong and the indecent flasher’s disgusting member corrupted Char’s eyes, it would’ve been a disaster.
But it was Char who found this case. All by herself.
According to the plot I gave (or co-wrote with) Char, if there is a series of inexplicable events, it’s because the people involved are under the negative influence of the cards which seal the Devil Lord’s powers.
As Char was researching such cases, she discovered this one: a flasher appeared seven times in a two-week span. That’s pretty frequent.
Fog rises out of nowhere and strikes at anyone regardless of age or gender.
Thankfully, there were no victims because he’s a klutz and everyone was able to flee while he dallied.
That doesn’t mean he should get off easy.
My little sister declared, “I don’t exactly know what he flashes or how, but I must wipe away the worries of the city’s civilians as quickly as possible.”
Char doesn’t quite understand what a flasher is, but that didn’t seem to stop her from firing up with righteousness.
“This certainly is a peculiar case, which means there is a very high chance that the Lucifer Cards are involved─nay, they must be! Without a doubt!”
Well, if you assert it like that, I have no choice but to say, “As you wish,” and abide.
I was slightly worried, but I’ve got ample experience under my belt in censoring grotesque scenes from Char with my Mystery Light.
Things will work out, I’m sure!
Obviously, I made backup plans as well.
Back to the scene…
The flasher in question is still frozen on the ground, gripping his knife.
Why a knife, though? It’s a rather big one, too. Does he carry it around for protection? First off, this flasher guy’s wearing a full set of clothes under his coat. Do flashers in this alternate universe strip really fast with magic or something? Eh, whatever.
Anyhow, the Magical Girl of Justice Immortal Char has arrived.
You’d expect the usual gang to follow suit at this point…
“Muahahahaha!” A peal of laughter echoes out of nowhere. “So you’re the devil or whatever they call it. You dared to show yourself before me, and now you will regret it!”
“Flay, they can’t see you from there,” Liza calls to the silhouette on the roof. “You’re hidden in the fog.”
She then trots over to Char and stops beside her. The sight of Liza in a blue version of Char’s costume is unexpected. She looks kind of embarrassed in it.
“Hi-yah!”
A figure in a skin-tight rider suit and a butterfly mask─the classic lady-thief look─leaps down. It goes without saying that it’s Flay.
Why not match costumes with the other two? Oh, whatever.
“Wh-What the hell are you guys?”
Vari, the provocatively dressed devil woman, is clearly put off by what they’re wearing.
Allow me to state the obvious: you’re in no position to judge.
She continues, “W-Well, never mind that for now. Now that I’ve gotten a good look, you two appear to be demons. You’d make sufficient opponents.”
From her point of view, while she did technically win the card hunting contest last time, she felt like they treated her like a small fry. This time, she’s seriously serious about blasting Char to absolute smithereens.
But I got that covered!
Char’s safety depends on me. My seriousness isn’t falling short to this devil’s.
Which is why I assigned the two demons as Char’s bodyguards, along with a few other things I’ve prepared.
I hope they’ll do their parts… Before all else, did Alexei-senpai do his part? He did say, “Yes, I did what you asked. Although, I really don’t think it was necessary to delegate me as your actor.”
Vari’s crimson eyes gleam.
A gust of wind swirls around them. She’s charging up her mana really hard, isn’t she?
“Now, fear me!” the devil says. “And perish in despair!”
She raises one hand in the air and pitches it downward.
Char and the gang brace themselves.
But no large-scale magic attack is launched. Instead…Zoop! A tiny object goes flying.
Correction: more like VYOOOM!─shooting at an alarming speed.
It heads straight for Mr. Flasher, who’s still standing in shock.
“Mgh?!”
The object flies into his mouth.
“Gh-Gh… Urr…”
Mr. Flasher starts to squirm.
“Oh no, oh no, oh no!” Char, who’s still young and inexperienced in combat, panics.
On the other hand, the woman in the lady-thief costume, Flay, springs toward the choking flasher.
“Whatever that was, spit it out!”
Wait, are you going to make him spit it out by smacking him on the back at full force? You’ll kill him, Flay.
“No, stand back!”
Liza grabs Flay by the shoulders, holds her close, and takes a big leap away from the man.
As expected, Liza knows how to read the room.
“Gh, Ough… Aaaaaauuuuuugh!”
Mr. Flasher lets out an ungodly howl as black mist starts to discharge from his body. The dark mist wraps around him as his body expands, tearing his clothes apart.
“What?! He transformed…?!” Flay is flabbergasted.
Which means the situation is quite serious.
“Aaau-ougraaaaaahhh!”
Despite Mr. Flasher’s animalistic roar, his appearance is the exact opposite of a beast.
His head is swollen and jello-y, his eyes have shifted to the sides of his head and are darting around. Each arm multiplied into four arms, with suckers lined along each tapering limb.
“Did he turn into an octopus monster?!” cries Char.
Yup, an octopus.
If you count the legs, it’s technically ten tentacles, so wouldn’t it be more of a squid? I ignore my own snarky comment. The flasher just transformed into a ten-foot giant octopus monster.
“Ah-hahaha!” Vari cackles as she hovers behind the metamorphosed flasher guy. “I’d rather clobber you to pieces myself, but I’ll let you taste a different kind of pain.
“Now, now, little miss ‘Magical Girl of Justice.’ Let’s see if you can murder this monster who still has a human soul.”
‘Uh, uhrr… Help… I-It hurts…’ The voice seems to be coming from the octopus monster.
“Huh? You can still talk?” Vari makes a concerning remark, but Char and the gang don’t seem to hear.
“How cruel…”
Char’s face scrunches up in sorrow. Which, by the way, is still adorbs.