I Was Clearly Here First, So How Could It Be…

The rain was starting again.

Mo, standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazed at the heavy, dark gray clouds and the dense lightning tearing across the sky.

It was almost like day.

In contrast, the brightly lit city below seemed like the glow of decaying grass, insignificant before the bright light of nature’s moon.

And according to the weather forecast, it was a superstorm, a red alert level.

Extremely unusual weather – this was already the eighth superstorm this month, with one occurring every two or three days, each lasting half a day to a day.

This was simply unimaginable in the Berlin jurisdiction, once known as the ‘City of Drought’.

If the mayor hadn’t conscripted tens of thousands of slaves last month, taking nearly a week and the souls of hundreds of human workers to build a giant drainage pipe that was no less than a super-project, Berlin’s jurisdiction might have replaced Venice as the new City of Water.

Like Kim Erise, Mo loved rainy days. Sometimes, she would even stand on the roof, like a lightning rod, proudly welcoming the storm’s roar without an umbrella or raincoat.

It was a pity that the red-haired girl only liked to quietly appreciate the rain indoors and didn’t like getting wet.

Otherwise, she really wanted the two of them to stand together on top of the skyscraper, herself gently embracing the other, and enjoying the divine fury and baptism together.

That would definitely be a wonderful thing.

Even if that ultimate dream couldn’t be realized, it would also be a pretty good choice for the two of them to snuggle in their cozy little home and have a candlelit dinner together in the pouring rain.

This was a ritual they had every night for the past year – even if Kim Erise would make excuses that she couldn’t pause the game midway, she would still wait quietly for the other to finish before eating together, regardless of the red-haired girl repeatedly saying that she didn’t need to wait.

Today was also a good opportunity to enjoy a time for two.

If that girl hadn’t appeared in their lives…

Turning back into the dining room, the silver-haired girl looked at the headset on the table with a blank expression, and couldn’t help but clench her fists.

On the holographic window projected by the headset, the top trending news online today was displayed with a very eye-catching headline:

“The Relationship of the Former Commander-in-Chief of the Autonomous Federation’s Three Armed Forces Exposed – You Wouldn’t Believe Who Her Partners Are!”

The accompanying photos included a scene of Xiaoyu passionately kissing Kim Erise.

It was clearly me who came first.

Whether it was knowing her, accompanying her, or taking care of her, she had implicitly expressed her affection several times in the past year, but she was constantly ignored by the thick-skinned girl. S

he wanted to force the issue, but she thought it was better to wait, wait until everything was ripe.

Then she waited until the other’s first time was taken away by someone she had known for less than a day, and all she was left with was a message in the communication saying she wouldn’t be back for dinner.

And it was when she was about to put the finishing touches on a nearly two-and-a-half-hour kitchen feast.

If she hadn’t wanted to figure out that familiar feeling when she encountered the pink-haired girl, would everything still be as warm and unchanged as before?

She had originally thought that it would only be one more little sister to take care of, but in the end, everything had changed, heading in a direction she hadn’t expected, and it was going wild.

Mo, who turned off the headset and put it back on, put the cold food on the table back into the microwave, and began the fifth heating of the night.

Even though she knew clearly that the other wouldn’t be back for dinner, she still put her portion of food and bowl on the table, sitting quietly in her own seat, not knowing what she was waiting for, and even acting like a wind-up machine, heating the food every twenty minutes. She was just a fool.

What exactly was she expecting?

After slamming the microwave door shut, the silver-haired girl, pressing a few buttons at random, stormed out. She went up the stairs in three steps at a time, crossing two floors in just a few seconds.

She pushed open the fire door and went to the top balcony of the residence.

The torrential rain was already pouring down like a waterfall, soaking Mo, who had come to the rooftop, and the jk she was wearing to the bone, but she still didn’t care.

She came to the edge of the rooftop and sat down on the cold railing, staring down at the city lights below with a blank expression.

As one of the tallest buildings in the Berlin jurisdiction, this used to be a five-star luxury hotel in the human era, where only the wealthy and politicians had the opportunity to enjoy the services.

But since Berlin was occupied by the Free Alliance and consolidated as a secure rear base, it became an exclusive residence for magical girls – but only magical girls who had made outstanding contributions to the country were entitled to live here.

So, the function of this building hadn’t actually changed in essence.

But in any case, the top platform here was absolutely the best place to overlook the entire city.

After sitting quietly for about five minutes, the silver-haired girl, soaked to the bone, stood directly on the railing, closed her eyes, and stood firmly in the tenth-level wind, remaining steadfast.

Wait, tenth level?

Opening her eyes abruptly, she turned on the headset and adjusted the channel to the weather forecast.

“…Breaking news: The tropical low pressure in the coastal areas of the Berlin jurisdiction is intensifying at an alarming rate.

It is estimated that it will become this year’s first and the Berlin jurisdiction’s first typhoon ‘Samai’ within five minutes.

The maximum wind force near the center could reach level 17.

The meteorological department has already issued a typhoon red alert signal. We hope that all citizens outside can immediately go to the nearest building to take shelter.”

To go from a tropical low pressure, the weakest wind strength, to a level 17 super typhoon, which has rarely appeared in human history, within five minutes?

Even an illiterate person who knew nothing about meteorology could sense something was wrong.

Could it be that…

Mo rushed back home at lightning speed, disregarding the soaked jk, leaving a series of water stains on the freshly cleaned floor; then she entered a string of passwords in a secret corner of her bedroom, pulled out a pure black headset from the unlocked hidden cabinet, and quickly activated a secret communication.

“Eh? Mo? It’s actually you?”

After the headset was connected, the voice from the other side sounded surprised and delighted: “What wind blew you into this line and me…”

“The Berlin jurisdiction’s first typhoon ‘Samai’, rapidly escalating from tropical low pressure to an extremely rare level 17 within five minutes,” Mo’s tone didn’t carry any emotion, but her speech speed was nearly twice as fast as usual, and she clearly pronounced every syllable,

“What secret experiment did you guys fail again?”

“What what what?”

The person on the other side was clearly at a loss, bewildered by this unheard-of news:

“We…we did have a major accident yesterday, but it’s already been properly handled, and we’ve checked several times to make sure it couldn’t affect the outside world – besides, isn’t this kind of suddenly-born strong wind usually the aura of a pseudo-god of Gimmel level or above?

Although it’s as rare as a naturally occurring level 17 typhoon, we can’t be blamed for this…”

“I didn’t feel the presence of any pseudo-god.”

The silver-haired girl cut off the other side’s chatter in one sentence: “In other words, it’s not a conventional pseudo-god that caused this sudden super typhoon, so I’m asking if you guys failed some strange experiment again and created a distorted species that could hide its aura.”

“Hey hey hey, you can’t just find us and question us whenever something strange happens!” The voice on the other end of the communication let out a wail after understanding Mo’s purpose,

“We’re also innocent, okay? Why don’t you ask the ‘Iron Curtain’ over there? Or the Anatidae over there?

They might have failed to manage their captive pseudo-gods and they accidentally escaped – why are you just suspecting us?”

“‘Whether it is the ‘Iron Curtain’ or Anatidae, they are all very, very far away from my Berlin jurisdiction.

Even if a pseudo-god ran away, it wouldn’t be able to directly affect this place – in the worst case scenario, even if a pseudo-god really had that teleportation ability, the entire Autonomous Federation would know about this explosive news the moment the pseudo-god escaped.”

“…”

Mo’s calm, little girl voice retorted methodically, and there was silence in the communication for a full five seconds:

“Anyway, it’s really not us this time, you should ask someone else, if there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.”

“Understood.”

The silver-haired girl, who cut off the communication, put the headset back into the secret drawer and re-hidden it, then put the regular headset back on her ears, and as soon as she turned it on, she received two messages.

The first was a message from the meteorological department sent to all magical girls in the Berlin jurisdiction:

“The maximum wind speed in the central area of the ‘Samai’ typhoon has approached 100 meters per second, exceeding the current highest wind level of 17, and has been changed to level 18, which can destroy most buildings and is extremely dangerous.

The Berlin jurisdiction fire department has begun to deploy defense barriers.

Please, the magical girls outside the barrier should immediately go to the barrier for shelter.

Time is very tight, so be sure not to be greedy for property, including any humans.”

She glanced out the floor-to-ceiling window and found that several dark green membranes spanning the sky had formed in several of the most prosperous areas of the Berlin jurisdiction, including the residential area where she was, blocking out the pouring rain and making the window, which had been obscured by the water flow, clear again.

The second piece of information didn’t display the sender, and the recipient was all the VIP-level magical girls in the Berlin jurisdiction:

“Supai has dispatched investigators to the Berlin jurisdiction, please cooperate with them and assist in investigating the cause of this mysterious super typhoon.”

Supai’s group of lunatics…

Since even they were alarmed, it wouldn’t be a simple natural disaster; the water inside must be very deep, very deep.

Who exactly caused this not-at-all-natural natural disaster?

Mo then dialed Kim Erise’s communication: “Are you all okay over there?”

The weather forecast showed that the Brussels jurisdiction, the capital of the Autonomous Federation, which was dozens of kilometers away from the Berlin jurisdiction, wasn’t affected by the storm, but she still wanted to personally confirm the safety of the person most important to her.

“Ah? Huh? I’m playing video games in the anime city in the Brussels jurisdiction with Xiaoyu, what’s up?” The red-haired girl’s voice was difficult to distinguish in the deafening background noise,

“Oh, right, we probably won’t be going back today, we’re planning to find a hotel to stay together. You sleep alone.

I plan to take Xiaoyu to visit the most important places in the Brussels jurisdiction and let her experience what is truly a paradise on earth. As for the time, we should be able to come back between tomorrow evening and midnight, so you don’t have to prepare dinner for us tomorrow – hey, hey, can you hear me? Sorry, the noise here is a bit loud, but anime city, you know, definitely…”

The silver-haired girl cut off the communication directly.

Then she brought the food from the microwave to the dining room and sat in her own seat alone, eating in silence.

Kim Erise, you’re a big fool.