Beng Tie: After My Death, I Became a Magical Girl

AdventureYandere Outside the window of the Star Dome Train, the Milky Way is flowing with honey-colored light. Emily looked down at herself. Lace skirt, knee-high socks, and the heavy weight on her chest rises and falls with her breathing. She died and became like this. "The contract is established." The white-haired woman in front of her had fire dancing on her fingertips. The smile was as sweet as quenched poisoned sugar, "From now on, you will be the 'Spark' person." Emily looked up. Her current reflection was reflected in the other person's pupils. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a face like a porcelain doll, but an expression as cold as if she had just been fished out of an ice cellar. "Don't be so cruel." Sparks tilted his head, "We are." "Partner." Emily interrupted her, her fingers under her skirt gently stroking the short blade hidden in her garter. "Everyone takes what he needs."