[Shining Nikki] Magical Girls Don't Need a Conscience

After transmigrating, with nothing to my name except a portable wardrobe from Love Nikki, how am I supposed to survive in another world? I started this story because I wanted to try writing without thinking too hard. The outfits in this story are borrowed from the Love Nikki wardrobe, but I've added all sorts of strange personal interpretations. Please read with an open mind, and if it makes you uncomfortable, leave right away. Please don't hurt the author's fragile heart. Thank you so much!