After a fight, everything feels bothersome.
Even though we lost, I treated the minions who fought well to a meal and returned to the hotel. Declaring today a rest day, I’ve been rolling around in bed since morning.
Now my back hurts.
I covered Kabe, who was curled up sleeping, with a blanket, got out of bed, stretched, and turned on the TV.
Since the fight ended last night, there should be some news by now.
“The Mogmog Group’s attack, resumed after about 13 months, was repelled by the dazzling efforts of a magical girl. Thanks to the power of the Reverse Barrier, there were no casualties or property damage—”
The news continued with reports of some spectators getting injured. But instead of showing the magical girl, it was just me.
Me giving orders to Dusik. That was probably when I told Dusik to cover me while moving to avoid Prilly.
Me carrying Kabe and running. Did that happen? When?
Me throwing arrows. Ah, that was when I drove away the second magical girl.
But why is it only showing me?
“It might be late, but bringing a baby to such a place because there’s no one to look after them… The baby’s mother must be so anxious. As a fellow mother, it’s heartbreaking. I wonder if there’s anything the welfare system can do.”
Right. That’s why we pay taxes.
But the screen shows Kabe.
“Even if she’s a villain, I still want to cheer for her. She’s beautiful, and being a mother makes her feel familiar. Seeing her prioritize her daughter even during the broadcast made me like her.”
Huh?
“Ah, how hard must it have been for the baby’s mother to go that far? She looks young, but she’s trying her best to survive. It feels wrong to criticize her.”
Baby’s mother…?
It didn’t take long to realize they were all talking about me.
But no matter what, the Mogmog Group is clearly humanity’s enemy. Isn’t the atmosphere too friendly?
Am I the only one who thinks so?
—
“Yes, so?”
“Thanks to that broadcast, Kabe taking care of me actually made people like me.”
For delivery food, I personally like Jajangmyeon or Jjamppong.
Chicken isn’t bad either, but I prefer noodles, so that’s how it is.
For that reason, today’s lunch is Jjamppong.
“What are you doing now?”
“Well, it’s just an old habit.”
Dusik ordered a large portion of fried rice.
Then he scooped out the Jjamppong broth and Jajang sauce that came with it and set them aside.
“So, eating the fried rice counts as one meal. Mixing the Jajang sauce with rice makes two meals, and saving the Jjamppong broth to reheat later makes three meals. One order solves three meals. That’s the living point.”
“…I’ll buy you food often, so just eat. Why go through all that?”
“It’s already a habit, so it’s fine.”
I wonder what the Mogmog Group was like before I joined.
If Keru were here, he would have smacked the back of my head, but unfortunately, Keru isn’t here now.
Prilly said to investigate what Kabe’s true identity, the Godslayer, is, so she went to the Dark Realm. This time, she better bring back something useful.
“Anyway, Dusik.”
“Yes?”
“What’s a Gallery Master?”
“Ah, Gallery Master…”
“I saw posts like ‘Gallery Master is on the subway.’ What’s a Gallery Master? Is it like a Galaxy shareholder or something? I don’t do stocks.”
“No, it’s not a bad meaning…”
Dusik’s chopsticks picking up a radish.
My chopsticks took the radish from Dusik’s chopsticks.
“It’s an internet community. They call it a gallery.”
Is radish that tasty?
Onions would be better for health.
I slipped an onion between Dusik’s chopsticks.
“That gallery has a theme. Like what you saw yesterday… Ah, I hate onions!”
“Eat the onion!”
“Can’t I eat the radish?”
“Onions are better for you. Eat it.”
Hmph, whether Dusik makes a sad face or not, I push the onion towards him.
“So, what was that I saw yesterday?”
“Anyway, that place is a gallery themed around magical girls. The most popular person, the one with the most influence, is called the Gallery Master.”
“What? I’m not a magical girl. What if I become the Gallery Master of a magical girl gallery?”
“That doesn’t really matter.”
Slurping noodles and taking a sip of Jjamppong broth.
“Ugh…”
“You sound like an uncle.”
Well, I was originally an uncle.
But since I almost got in big trouble with Eve last time, I’ve been careful with my words.
“To continue, actually, Kabe was the Gallery Master. But isn’t it a bit off? Even if she’s not a minor, making a baby the Gallery Master is a bit much, right?”
“That’s true.”
“Originally, the magical girl gallery was divided between the Eve faction and the Aqua faction. But after Aquamarine was defeated by Eve, the Aqua faction disappeared, and the Eve faction took over.”
What’s this?
Dusik keeps saying things I don’t understand.
“Then, like a meteor, the Mother-Body appeared and the Maman faction—”
“Maman faction?”
“Ah, no. The Mother-Body faction.”
Maman faction or Mother-Body faction, I don’t get it.
“So now, the Mother-Body and Kabe have completely conquered the magical girl gallery—”
“Alright, let’s just eat.”
My interest faded.
“Eve is there too. Sometimes she posts sample photos of you and sells them.”
“What?”
“Last time, there was a photo of Keru stepping on you barefoot. The sales were record-breaking.”
What the hell.
Taking my photos is fine.
Selling them is fine too.
But shouldn’t the profits be split at least?
—
Dusik showed me the address of that community on my phone.
Dusik’s phone screen is too small, so it hurts my eyes to look at it for long. I have no choice.
“Here.”
“Thanks.”
“I’ll clean up and come back.”
“Alright.”
While Dusik went to the hotel lobby to return the dishes, I looked at my phone.
The first post that caught my eye.
“Your Mother-Body’s beauty is one-of-a-kind lol. If she fights Eve, she’ll get wrecked. What’s with the Gallery Master?”
This punk?
Not entirely wrong, but I wanted to show off my Rocket Punch.
But Prilly saw through it and wrecked me instead. I need to figure something out.
Mostly, it was just people saying I’m pretty or wishing I’d appear on variety shows and make a fool of myself.
That’s not happening.
Among them, one post stood out.
“Posting Mother-Body sample photos.”
Clicking on it, there were photos of me.
Weird.
One of them was me giving orders to Dusik, but the angle was different from the broadcast.
This sample photo was taken from a 45-degree angle looking down at me. A big “SAMPLE” stamp was on my face.
Definitely the best angle.
It’s pretty, but who took it… Hmm.
“Ah, that’s Eve.”
“Did you return the dishes?”
“Yes, that’s Eve.”
“This? The sample photo?”
“Yes. Look at the nickname.”
M.P.E…
“Is this, by any chance, Magical Princess Eve’s abbreviation?”
“Yes. Not Magical, but Miracle.”
Wow, I’m speechless.
“Eve is on this community too?”
“Yes. She probably thinks she’s not exposed.”
“Why?”
“Before, when I asked if she was on any communities, she said she doesn’t use the internet much.”
“If she answered ‘I don’t use the internet’ when asked about communities, doesn’t that mean she knows what a community is?”
“That’s what I thought. Anyway, I don’t act like I know, but people who are on communities probably know. Posts criticizing Eve get deleted instantly.”
And with a nickname like that.
It’s like advertising herself.
Is she a bit slow?
“You should post a verification photo too. It’ll go viral instantly.”
“Should I? Kabe, want to take a photo with Mom?”
“Okay!”
I took a photo with Kabe, who smiled brightly.
Should I have wiped the Jajang sauce off her mouth? Nah. It’s cute.
—
“Um…”
“Hmm. Weird.”
The photo got good reactions. The problem was, it was good in a different way.
“Feed the baby something good.”
“Is she really the Gallery Master?”
“Jajangmyeon lol. After all that hard work yesterday, you feed her Jajangmyeon?”
“Anyone remember the donation account?”
“What’s that red stuff on the Gallery Master’s mouth?”
“Probably Jjamppong broth.”
“If the boss eats Jjamppong, what are the subordinates doing?”
“Why so salty?”
“Big sis, the people here aren’t usually this nice…”
No, they seem really nice.
“But the reactions are really weird…”
“What are they usually like?”
“Well… doxxing people…”
I have nothing to dox.
“Or roasting people for feeding their kids this…”
What’s wrong with Jajangmyeon?
“Anyway, it’s that kind of place… It’s weird…”
While Dusik muttered about how strange it was, I held Kabe on my lap and tapped on my phone to send a message to Eve.
-Split the profits from the photos, you brat.
The reply didn’t come for a while.
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