Something hard and cold pressed against his back.
Based on past experience, it was obviously a knife.
Even though Fang Wei tried his best to stay calm and persuade the woman named Xia Yuanhua behind him to talk things out, in this situation, any word could set her off.
The original purpose was simply to heal her, using the pretense of being online friends for some therapeutic conversation.
Before meeting offline, their chats had been completely normal.
But why had it turned into this?
Back then, Fang Wei used the banner of psychological therapy to chat with Xia Yuanhua, easing her mental pressure and offering emotional support.
During this time, she might rant endlessly in her friend circle, but whenever they chatted, she always spoke like a caring big sister.
Fang Wei had thought Xia Yuanhua’s mental state had improved, at least until today, when she invited him to meet in person.
His first impression, though, was of a pitiful corporate worker squatting by the roadside, drinking and smoking.
She looked like she had just gotten off work, still wearing the signature black stockings and ol outfit that highlighted her great figure.
She said something important had happened today, dragged Fang Wei to a bar for a few drinks, cried a little with his comforting, then calmed down and invited him to her place.
Such a dangerous suggestion—of course Fang Wei refused.
He stood up, ready to leave.
That’s when a utility knife pressed against his back.
“I’m planning to kill myself tonight…”
The weight of that sentence was like a black hole, swallowed up by the bar’s noise.
Carrying a knife, long-term depression, heavy drinking—someone with these habits must have a deeply repressed mind.
Such people were especially difficult to heal.
But hearing these words, Fang Wei’s heart relaxed a little.
If she truly had no hope for life, she wouldn’t say it with such heaviness.
Those who genuinely intend to commit suicide would end their lives quietly, without a word.
At least Xia Yuanhua hadn’t closed herself off in depression—her strange actions were a cry for help.
Fang Wei turned around.
Under the dazzling neon lights, he smiled—youthful, energetic, innocent, handsome, and open.
A classic pretty boy.
He didn’t ask Xia Yuanhua why she was feeling hopeless.
In today’s society, there were too many reasons to break down.
Asking a depressed person that only forces them to relive the pain.
He spoke gently.
“Using a knife hurts. If you’re going to kill yourself, gas is better. You die quietly in your sleep. I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”
His voice was like a devil’s whisper.
Xia Yuanhua’s hand trembled on the knife, her lifeless eyes suddenly regaining some color.
She saw, once again, the little boy on the internet who always comforted her, showing a warm smile.
“If I could die together with a beautiful woman like you, big sister, maybe I’d feel a little happiness too.”
Fang Wei’s voice grew louder.
“If you want to die today, then let’s commit suicide together!”
“Eh?”
Xia Yuanhua’s sickly expression faded, replaced by confusion.
“Let’s use death together to fight this hateful world!”
[Xia Yuanhua]
[Degen Value -1]
……
Suicide and such—of course it was just a trick.
Fang Wei only wanted to test Xia Yuanhua’s mental state.
The reason was simple.
He wasn’t a psychological therapist.
He wasn’t a warm-hearted online friend.
He was a Senior Executive of the Evil Organization.
The owner of the [Hypnosis App] that could defeat any Magical Girl.
In theory, all Fang Wei had to do was corrupt every glamorous, pure, beautiful Magical Girl, turning them into helpless slaves unable to leave him, making them strike peace signs at their fans with ahegao faces, screaming “Oh ho ho ho ho” in misery.
Then he could earn rewards from the [Hypnosis App] and live a happy life.
But now there was a problem.
He was also a Reincarnator, having been reborn ten years into the future after obtaining the [Hypnosis App].
That is, right now.
In this future, both Magical Girls and the Evil Organization had changed dramatically.
The once-mighty Evil Organization [Kaxiu] was almost wiped out, while Magical Girls had become extremely dangerous beings—
[Xia Yuanhua]
[Age: 24]
[Magical Girl Level: Lv4]
[Degen Value: 70%]
Yes, even though Fang Wei hadn’t used the Hypnosis App, the Degen Value of these Magical Girls was already frighteningly high.
Tell me—can you call a group of nuclear-powered, mentally unstable individuals Magical Girls?
Of course not.
And the [Hypnosis App] thought so too.
Fang Wei: “Select Hypnosis!”
[No Magical Girl detected by this App. Unable to bind.]
“……”
“System, what’s our standard for a Magical Girl?”
[Pure, kind, righteous, passionate about life, never gives up! Magic is the echo of a sincere heart!]
Well, that explained everything.
So, a big sister in black stockings and ol wear, squatting by the roadside, drinking, smoking, crying, and cursing her boss, is a Magical Girl?
She wasn’t even a girl anymore.
Without a retirement system, Magical Girls were exploited to the extreme, having to save the world and keep up with life at the same time—a painful existence.
Plus, girls chosen as Magical Girls tended to be extremely sensitive, and as adults, easily snapped at the smallest triggers.
Imagine being worked to death, secretly protecting disgusting capitalists, turning into a Magical Girl to save the world during work hours, and being penalized for losing a full month’s attendance for just ten minutes of absence.
A normal person would have become a terrorist long ago.
Fang Wei’s brain buzzed.
If he couldn’t bind Magical Girls, he couldn’t hypnotize them, nor earn rewards from them.
Worse, with these terrorists around, he couldn’t even live a normal life.
Just as he was at a loss, the current leader of the Evil Organization, [Black Cross-kun], gave him a suggestion.
“Then go treat the Magical Girls. Restore their minds and bodies to health, and when the system can recognize them again, hypnotize them!”
Isn’t this just how galgames progress?
Fang Wei understood all too well!
He trusted Black Cross-kun’s nonsense, became online friends with Xia Yuanhua, and maxed out favorability for a month.
He thought the task would be easy.
But when they met, Xia Yuanhua’s Degen Value was still at 70%, with suicidal tendencies even more severe.
Seeing this, Fang Wei prepared to run for his life…
And then he was taken hostage by Xia Yuanhua.
Click.
The sound of a door unlocking.
This once-glorious Magical Girl lived in a small guesthouse, the stairwell filled with cardboard boxes and rusty bicycles, like an old building from twenty years ago.
The room could only fit a small bed and desk.
Junk was piled in the corners—very much matching the image of a worker squatting by the roadside, crying.
Stepping inside, Fang Wei looked around for any gas tanks suitable for suicide.
Had he gotten into a fight with a Magical Girl?
Impossible.
He just wanted to awaken the last bit of conscience in Xia Yuanhua.
If a little boy like him really committed suicide, a Magical Girl couldn’t just stand by and watch, right?
All he needed was to make Xia Yuanhua empathize with him, then let her save him as a savior.
This approach worked for most patients with depression, because they were kind and couldn’t bear others’ pain, often sacrificing themselves for others.
Saving others was often saving oneself.
Fang Wei was feeling pretty pleased, but before he could finish his thoughts, that cold feeling suddenly returned.
He turned.
Xia Yuanhua’s dull eyes were fixed on him.
The utility knife was pressed to his neck.
This Magical Girl’s voice was cold and still trembling with sobs.
She’d already unbuttoned her ol collar.
“Take it off for me…”
“We’re both going to die anyway. Such a good-looking little boy—might as well let big sister have some fun before we go…”
“Huh?”
Fang Wei’s eyelid twitched.
This wasn’t the outcome he’d expected at all.
What about the sense of salvation?
It wasn’t supposed to be like this in galgames!
Crazy ass prolouge ngl