NO JUDAR YOU ARE NOT COMING TO THE BALL
"There is nothing fishy! I fulfill your wish and in return you simply have to become a magical girl! That’s a fair deal, right?"
"THAT’S TOTALLY FISHY! ONE HUNDRED PERCENT! Besides, I’m already a mage! I don’t need magic!"
"What’s with the white squirrel offering wishes? Seems kind of fishy…"
//reaches to my friends and whispers “Come with me…!”
"There was a 1 in 10 chance I’d pick the same target as the mafia on the first night, and then a 50% chance I wouldn’t die… And I died because of it. I’m just glad I saved Ayano-san…"
★ News regarding the appearance of the rifts and their ability to send people to their homelands had traveled quickly, even to Wendy who had been asleep during the moment of their announcement. But, unlike many of the others that immediately sought to return to where they’d come from, the child had reservations. For so long she’d be homesick, it had almost been seven months spent in Hive City after all, but even so… It seemed a little too good to be true. From what she’d realized thus far, anything that was the direct doing of the scientists always had negative repercussions.
Even so, with each passing day that went by, she’d stop and stare wistfully at the rift she’d identified lead to Fiore. She was torn. If something truly did go wrong, was it worth the pain that she’d endure as a result? Or perhaps there was nothing wrong in the first place, and that her hesitation would only lead to missing out. Every day she grew a little closer, a little more curious, until one day it happened.
And she fell.
Right into the rift.
And she brought an unintended guest along with her.
Wendy’s vision had gone dark for a moment, her realization she’d knocked someone in with her supported only by the feeling of weight she’d crashed into along with a shrill, and somewhat pathetic, shriek that sounded right after. Her senses were quickly overwhelmed with familiarity soon after. The sound of the salesmen behind the stands calling, the scent of flowers drifting along with the breeze… she didn’t need to see to know that this was, indeed, Magnolia.
Having caught herself from completely hitting the ground with her hands, she felt cobblestone beneath her digits as her eyes fluttered open once more, her eyes locked with an unfamiliar boy beneath her. He seemed rather… startled? Or maybe he always looked that way. Even so, it hadn’t quite dawned on the girl that she was more or less sitting on top of him.
“…A-Ah… I’m really sorry, onii-san! I didn’t mean too… I mean… I’m really sorry!" Sorry for dragging you into an unfamiliar world, that is.