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Love Runs Deep, Hate Runs Deeper

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Completely unable to focus on studying, Yoshira Kihaku slung her backpack over her shoulder, sighing as she walked.

Ever since discovering that Florina might dislike magical girls, she no longer had the courage to meet Florina’s gaze.

Even after breakfast, when Florina said she wanted to talk to her, Kihaku had the cowardice to avoid her.

She hastily found an excuse and rushed to school, terrified that in her flustered state she might give away even a hint of the truth.

But then what should she do next? Kihaku felt helpless—she couldn’t just stay away from home.

As she fretted, wandering down the stairs absentmindedly, she didn’t notice a short boy wearing glasses sneaking glances at her.

The boy muttered under his breath, “Magical Girl Silver Moon…”

“Ichiro, what are you doing standing there?”

A voice came from behind Muraki Ichiro.

He quickly turned to see two friends approaching. The gloom on his face vanished instantly, replaced with a practiced smile.

“Nothing, just thinking!”

Following Ichiro’s gaze, his friends caught sight of Yoshira Kihaku and teased, “You haven’t… set your sights on our school’s famous latecomer, have you?”

“Of course not, just a coincidence,” Ichiro waved his hands frantically.

Another friend laughed, “Honestly, Kihaku-san is really pretty. But it’s a shame she hasn’t been late lately. Everyone feels like the school’s iconic scenery has vanished.”

“She wouldn’t be late.”

A magical girl, yet ignoring someone in danger!

“By the way, Ichiro, weren’t you obsessed with magical girls before? Why are you interested in ordinary people now?”

A flash of anger crossed Ichiro’s eyes, “No… I don’t like them anymore.”

Or rather, he never would again.

His friend reacted immediately, elbowing the one who had spoken out of turn, signaling him to shut up.

Pulling him aside, he whispered, “You goof, forgot Ichiro was kidnapped by a special ability user? Just being able to attend school is good enough; don’t provoke him.”

“Huh? What does that have to do with liking magical girls?”

“When someone’s hope for rescue is dashed because the one they rely on doesn’t come, that hope turns to disappointment.”

Disappointment alone would be bearable—but for someone like Muraki Ichiro, who adored magical girls to an extreme, it could easily turn into hatred.

“Kihaku!” Hoshino Saki waved as she approached Kihaku. “You ran so fast this morning, I couldn’t keep up!”

Kihaku, with a slightly apologetic expression, explained, “I was afraid of being late, so I hurried to school first.”

She couldn’t admit it was because she feared Florina, so a small lie would suffice.

“That’s good. I thought you didn’t want to go with me,” Saki said, patting her chest in relief.

“You wanted to go with me?”

Saki hesitated, “I often get isolated by classmates and seem like a weirdo. But you and Florina accept me, so I want to be friends and go to school together!”

Would Yoshira Kihaku agree?

She responded confidently, “Friends? We already are.”

Although Saki and Florina’s interactions sometimes made her uneasy, she couldn’t dislike the shy girl.

Better yet if she didn’t have to compete for Florina.

Hearing this, Saki’s smile widened. “Great!”

She now had a second friend.

Kihaku’s eyes inadvertently fell on the stationary lies doll on Saki’s bag. She paused for a moment.

The doll seemed normal, but her mind replayed the scene in the living room.

“A moving doll… maybe Saki knows something.” The thought solidified her decision. “I can ask her.”

On the street, Florina’s exceptional appearance and holy aura drew many gazes.

Yet, with one hand holding her phone and the other holding a book, her downward gaze as she walked appeared unusual to onlookers.

In reality, Florina was scouting for the “Extermination” organization’s local branch while chatting with the eyeball.

【You’re really letting Saki take the doll just like that?】

Florina kept her eyes on the navigation, casually replying, “Since the doll wants to stay with Saki and Saki promised to watch her, why wouldn’t I trust them?

Being overly controlling is exhausting. Better to relax and give a bit of trust.”

【So does that mean…】

Florina interrupted before the eyeball could finish, “Nope.”

【Am I not worthy of trust?!】

The eyeball felt a bit wronged. It had been so obedient; couldn’t it get a little freedom?

Seeing the teary-eyed eyeball, Florina found it amusing. She said softly, “You are trustworthy, but I still need you as an encyclopedia.”

【You have a phone. Why do you still need me?】

The eyeball blinked, confused.

“Phones can only look up tech stuff. When we go to ‘Extermination,’ they’ll ask me about special ability users. I need you more for that.”

Besides, Florina wasn’t very adept with her phone; she preferred asking the eyeball.

Being praised, the eyeball was overjoyed—it was important after all.

【You should’ve said so earlier! I’m good at this!】

Previously, it had researched many special ability users to find a suitable host for parasitism.

As Florina and the eyeball chatted, a shadow suddenly blocked her path.

“Looking down at your phone isn’t a good habit.”

Florina looked up to see Suzuki Megumi smiling at her. “Aren’t you supposed to be teaching at school?”

“My class got taken over by the language lesson, so I thought I’d drop by to see an old friend.”

“What class?”

“PE, of course.”

Megumi shrugged. PE classes being overtaken wasn’t unusual.

“Even such an important class can be taken over?”

Florina’s surprise and disbelief made Megumi laugh. “My students also value PE.”

At least they could enjoy some outdoor activity.

Unfortunately, the temporary class takeover was the language teacher’s whim. Megumi imagined the students inside the classroom wailing in despair.

What she couldn’t realize was that in Florina’s world, physical training was truly a matter of life and death.

Bandits, monsters, even otherworldly beings could attack at any time. Rolling, dodging, and running under load could mean the difference between life and death.

Florina recalled her first lesson before becoming a saint. It wasn’t about magic, but how to survive when magic ran out.

The most basic skill was building stamina through running—making her legs a reliable support in emergencies.

Even spellcasters needed to respect physical training—except Abigail.

A sentence subtly appeared on her book.

【I feel like you two aren’t even on the same channel.】

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