You Aliens, Watch Where You Swing Those Fists

As a transmigrator with thoroughly ordinary qualities in every way, I had no money to my name. But with an off-the-cuff sob story about being beautiful, strong, and tragic, I managed to move the higher-ups in Earth's Defense Force and land an utterly unremarkable job as a kitchen lady. Thus began my legendary life as a wage earner.

Being a kitchen lady means regular hours, somewhat demanding work, a varied workload, and excellent benefits. I'm very satisfied.

As long as no monsters show up trying to conquer Earth.

Another monster attacked Earth. A random Ultraman appeared and started fighting. I took a deep breath, hurriedly whipped up three dishes and a soup, washed my hands, and dashed out of the kitchen.

My coworker, who was cooking rice, called after me, "Yulia, dinner's almost ready. Where are you going?"

Without looking back, I said, "Sorry, I need to use the bathroom. Save me a portion, please!"

By the time I sneaked over to the post-battle ruins, the Ultraman had already defeated the monster and swaggered off, leaving nothing but devastation behind.

Fuming, I transformed into a magical girl and set to work repairing the city.

Damn it, why do Ultramen and monsters have to be so huge? So what if you're aliens!

You fight so dramatically, but have you ever considered the damage you cause? Rebuilding a city can't be taken care of with a mere few hundred million!

Do something about the collateral damage, save Mother Earth! Her recovery powers aren't that incredible, and she isn't that tough either, okay? The turf you kick up, the trees you knock down, and the grass you trample are all precious parts of Mother Earth's body!

* The timeline is a complete mess. The story focuses mainly on everyday life, and not everything will be covered.

* The heroine's golden finger lets her draw cards to transform into a magical girl.

* Their identities will be exposed, on both sides.

Theme: Do good deeds, and don't worry about the future