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If you think school drama is exhausting, try coming ho to four magically gifted girls who all think you belong to them.
The mont I stepped inside the apartnt, I felt the air shift. Not spiritually—thermally.
Literally.
My slippers were warm. Too warm.
"Elira!" I yelped, hopping back. "Did you enchant my slippers again?"
She erged from the corner, all calm and ominous. "Only slightly. I calibrated the heat to your body’s optimal comfort zone."
"They were smoking!"
"Elira," i called sweetly from the kitchen, "remind to calibrate your art pencils next ti—to a lting point."
Sora, who had been sitting silently at the window with her enchanted hoodie tightening around her like armor, sighed. "This is going to be one of those nights."
Rina sauntered in, her necklace softly glowing. "Well, I just accidentally cast a charm on the mirror that makes it reflect only the most attractive person in the room." She turned to . "Weird. It shows only ."
"Oh, please," Akane rolled her eyes, stepping between us with both hands on her hips. "I learned a barrier charm at school today."
A pulse of blue light rippled out from her, forming a sparkly do around . "He’s off-limits for ten minutes. Training session."
I banged the do. "Akane, you can’t kidnap people with sparkles!"
"You’re not kidnapped," she grinned. "You’re just under protected house arrest."
i squinted. "Two can play this ga."
She whispered a phrase, and her latest sketch floated up—a paper bird flapping toward Akane.
It slapped her forehead and exploded in a puff of glitter.
Akane scread. "You put itchy powder glyphs on that?!"
Rina joined in the chaos, her necklace flaring as all the spoons in the kitchen started swirling around her. "Let’s settle this like witches!"
Sora finally stood, the wind from her cloak blowing out a candle. "Enough."
Everyone froze.
She walked calmly to , poked my forehead gently, and whispered a single word: "Mine."
And then sat back down.
No magic. Just terror.
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> System Alert:
Multiple affinity threads tangled.
Jealousy Level: 81%
Love-Rage Detected.
Prepare for Magical Catfight Sequence...
I groaned and ducked behind the couch as glitter bombs, spoon daggers, and small, enchanted animals flew through the air.
All over . All because I smiled one second too long at soone else.
Why did I think living with magical girls would be peaceful?
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The apartnt was... ruined.
Glitter stuck to the walls. Spoons were embedded in the ceiling like silver throwing knives. A tiny enchanted sock-monster clung to my arm, growling like a purring cat with rage issues.
I sat there on the living room floor, dazed, slling like burnt cinnamon and regret.
Then—silence.
Too quiet.
The kind of quiet that ant soone was sulking.
"Okay," I muttered, brushing off my hoodie, "which one of you is about to passive-aggressively storm out?"
No one answered.
Sora had disappeared to the balcony, hood up, back turned. Akane paced the kitchen like a tiger denied prey. Rina sat with arms folded, aggressively not looking at . i was flipping through her sketchbook, but the sound of pages turning felt like she was slapping with every emotion I couldn’t understand. Elira just stood still, eyes glowing faintly, scanning the room like a broken AI caught in a loop.
"Guys..." I tried, but my voice ca out small.
"Don’t ’guys’ us," i said without looking up. "You smiled at Sora after her spell failed, but when I summoned a flaming jellyfish to defend your honor, you just blinked."
"I thought it was going to explode—!"
"It was romantic!"
Rina huffed. "It’s obvious. You like mysterious, cold girls with silent trauma."
"That’s oddly specific."
"Well, you looked at Sora like she invented gravity."
Akane banged the table. "Sora doesn’t even try! I sparkled. SPARKLED, Ren."
I blinked. "You also kidnapped in a bubble."
"And you’re welco."
Sora hadn’t said a word. But when I turned toward her—her eyes briefly flicked in my direction. She held the gaze.
Just one second.
Then looked away.
That hurt more than all the glitter bombs combined.
My heart thudded.
"...Fine," I muttered. "Everyone, line up. We’re going to talk. One by one."
No one moved.
"Seriously?"
Rina sniffed. "We’re not fighting over you."
"You literally enchanted the mirror to show only you!"
"I was making a point!"
I exhaled and rubbed my temples. "Okay. New plan. No more spells until we talk like normal people."
Akane scoffed. "We’re magical girls."
"Then magical girls with communication skills."
The sock-monster nodded. Even it agreed.
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> Jealousy Level: Temporarily Stabilized (67%)
Emotional Conflict Tree Unlocked
(Choose Your Path: "Talk with Sora" • "i’s Hurt Feelings" • "Akane’s Bubble Trap Again" • "Rina’s Ego ltdown")
I looked around. One conversation could change everything.
I just didn’t know who I’d hurt the most.
Or who I’d lose first if I chose wrong.
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