“Fairy, how did you end up turning into a bad fairy?”
“Could it be that you lost your mind while directly ending your corrupted fairy friend and were overwhelmed with mental stress?”
“I can’t even imagine the feeling of having to kill a fellow kin after such a long time.”
“Aaaah.”
“I wonder how much anguish the fairy has been through these past few days. The vibrant appearance after it all could just be a facade to hide the sadness.”
“Or maybe the black energy consumed has corrupted the fairy as well?”
“Hormone friend.”
“It looked so dark and ominous, and there’s no way it wouldn’t have an effect if you devoured it. Especially since it was a corrupted fairy. It’s definitely messing with your head.”
“Either option sounds plausible.”
“It could even be both!”
“Is the fairy corrupted?!”
—Corrupted?
The fairy chuckled.
—You fell for my acting, but I’ve been a bad fairy from the start! There’s no such thing as a good fairy anywhere!
A mischievous laugh spread.
It was the essence of a corrupted fairy.
The fairy spread their arms.
—My goal is the extinction of the wicked human race! How dare they take our original form, sent here by the Evil God, and cruelly dissect it into countless shards of power! How disgusting! I’m not sad for a body I’ve never seen, but still, it feels awful! Let them all die!
“Aaaah!”
Pastel’s hands trembled.
This is a disaster! A disaster!
After enduring hardships, the pink-haired protagonist’s partner succumbing to stress and eventually becoming corrupted…!
“I didn’t want this!”
“Fairy, get a hold of yourself! You’re not the kind of person who would turn corrupted like this! The fairy I know had a strong heart!”
—What a joke! Since when did you know me so well! I’m not corrupted; I’m just revealing my true self! This clarity! It’s a feeling from another dimension!
It seems her mind is completely gone from being so corrupted.
“Aaaah.”
Pastel clasped her hands and looked at the fairy desperately. Her pink eyes gazed longingly at the partner she had faced challenges with.
“Fairy, even if your heart hurts and suffers with time, I believe you haven’t forgotten your purest heart. Think of our memories! Those joyful, innocent times!”
—Memories with you…?
Did it hit a nerve? The fairy became dazed. The focus in her eyes faded as she drifted through the past.
“Yes! Remember the times when you were the good fairy! We had so much fun! Think of the joyful memories! We were like family!”
—Joyful memories together…?
The fairy murmured.
Then suddenly, something clicked, and her eyes bulged wide.
—All I remember is being exploited by you?!
A tiny finger pointed accusingly.
—You fraudster! What joy was there! Only you had fun!
“Aaaah!”
“That can’t be true!”
Pastel screamed.
The fairy has definitely warped her memories!
—I tried to speak to you because of the bond we formed, but now that I think of it, I can’t just stand by! I’ll make the hierarchy clear! Prepare for some pain!
The fairy spread her arms wide and floated higher. The black energy surrounding her shook violently. The air trembled, and the windows rattled with sound.
“Aaaah!”
Something feels very wrong!
Very wrong!
—Yeah, I know you’re a special case that’s beyond explanation! You can’t touch me with talismans or anything. It seems you’re the purest native body, completely rejecting the powers of another world! That must be why consuming the gem imbued with the Evil God’s power didn’t affect you!
The fairy’s eyes glinted sharply.
—But if something created by this pathetic dead god of this world affects you, then it’ll be impossible to resist! Just like a vase controlled by a corrupted fairy!
Documents in the office shrugged in protest. Stacks of papers teetered and spilled off the desk.
“Aaaah!”
What a catastrophe…!
“Fairy, calm down! As intelligent beings, we can resolve our conflicts through conversation instead of force!”
—It’s too late! Prepare yourself! I’ll show you pure force!
The fairy reached for a mini paper cutter with both hands.
—Hah!
The mini cutter trembled.
“Stop it!”
—Hah!
The mini cutter shook even more.
“I don’t want to fight you, Fairy!”
—Hah!
The mini cutter trembled even harder.
With a strained expression, the fairy waved her hands.
—Haaaaah!
The mini mini cutter shook vigorously.
Rough breaths escaped.
The fairy lowered her shaky hands. A bewildered gaze looked down at the mini cutter.
—How do I control this…?
Oh?
—How did I even control that thing?
“You can’t use your super ultra strong telekinesis?”
The fairy flinched.
Huh?
Now that I think about it, even the corrupted fairy said her partner had a feast, but to use telekinesis, you would need to practice or learn some techniques.
So, you’re saying the fairy who is corrupted and super strong is simply a fairy with a messed-up head?
Isn’t that just a combat power debuff?
A fairy who was already weak, now in a state where even her memories are distorted.
Oh dear.
Pastel, who absolutely didn’t want to fight the fairy like family, suddenly felt like she could stand up to her.
There are times, despite closeness, when a fight might be necessary.
If there’s a disagreement, isn’t it only fair to prove who’s right with strength?
That sounds right!
Pastel’s pink eyes sparkled with righteousness.
“I’ll help you regain your memory, Fairy!”
She gripped the sword at her waist.
Fighting against family is too sad, but I’ll dare to shoulder this fate as a pink-haired!
“Huh? Huh?”
“Hah!”
Pastel drew the demon sword. The pale blade emerged, slicing through the air towards the fairy.
The sharp tip gleamed.
The fairy’s eyes widened in shock. She alternated between the mini mini cutter she planned to use and the gleaming sword, then hastily waved her hands.
—W-wait! Hold on! I have something to say! Let’s put that horrible thing down for a moment! As intelligent beings, let’s settle this with conversation instead of force!
“Actually, I knew you were going to become corrupted. With your gentle heart, you would tremble in the face of the ongoing hardships and adversities. It’s an unavoidable fate.”
As time goes by, one of the two—a pink-haired girl or her partner—will inevitably fall into corruption. Since the kind Pastel would never corrupt, it was only natural for the fairy to fall.
Pastel gazed sorrowfully into the fairy’s eyes, then her expression turned resolute.
“But no matter what tragedy comes my way, I will face it proudly!”
The sword tip aimed at the fairy.
“I will cut you down if I have to!”
—Are you seriously going to cut me?!
The fairy’s mouth dropped open.
—I just wanted to threaten—
“Hah!”
Pastel swung the sword.
“Memory-Reversal Sword Technique!”
The arc glimmered. The fairy, who narrowly dodged, felt the wind from the swing as black energy was sliced away above her head.
—Hah! You really did cut me! After all this time, you really cut me…!
The fairy bolted away.
“This corrupted fairy, prepare yourself!”
Pastel swung her sword.
“This is for the spilled stack of documents!”
The blade grazed the fairy’s side.
—Hah!
“This is the revenge for the good fairy needing to organize paperwork!”
The sword swooshed past the fairy’s hair.
—Hiyah!
The fairy darted around like a bug.
Pastel gripped the sword with both hands. She lifted it with all her might.
“Memory-Reversal Absolute Strike…!”
—W-wait a minute!
The fairy hurriedly stretched out her palm.
Then suddenly, she screamed in agony and held her head.
—Aah! My head suddenly hurts! I feel like something precious is surfacing…!
Oh?
Pastel hesitated.
Could this be it?
“Fairy, is your memory coming back?!”
—Uugh!
The fairy clutched her head.
—It’s like memories are dancing just out of reach, but with something dangerous in front of me, the corrupted combat instinct is blocking them from surfacing… or maybe not…
Huh.
Pastel quickly lowered her sword.
“Do you remember anything?!”
The fairy voiced her tortured feelings. Her blurred eyes looked at Pastel.
—Wait, you’re the Super Ultra Kind Pastel I knew, aren’t you…?
Holy!
“That’s right! That’s right! I’m the Super Ultra Kind Pastel!”
It seems her memories have returned!
Pastel sheathed her wicked sword.
She looked intensely at the fairy.
“Fairy, hang in there! Recall your memories with me! We really had a lot of fun, didn’t we?”
—Aah! I think it’s coming back!
The fairy retraced her thoughts.
—Aah! A forgotten memory has surfaced! Is that so? We were like family!
“What memory is it?!”
Pastel’s heart raced. Her pink eyes sparkled.
—What joyful memory, um…?
As the fairy pondered, her face slowly turned to one of foolishness.
The clock ticked.
Oh?
“Are you not remembering?”
Could it be, still corrupted…?
Pastel discreetly touched the sword hilt.
The fairy quickly gave a thumbs up.
—We’re family after all!
It was a bright smile.
—There are just too many memories between us to mention them all!
Wah!
The fairy would think of her this way!
On the contrary, Pastel began to feel like an unworthy person.
So moved.
So touched.
“That’s right! That’s right!”
Pastel bounced around in excitement.
Hurray!
The fairy broke free from corruption!
They overcame the crisis of betrayal with love and friendship!
She felt certain that no matter what challenges came between her and the fairy, they would be able to overcome them together.
“I believed you would escape from corruption! Not giving up on my corrupted partner is the duty of a pink-haired!”
I’m totally pink!
