I, Gui Yun, am an ordinary 24-year-old office drone. I only made one offhand comment after watching a magical girl anime: that I’d go bankrupt to support them. Then three actual magical girls showed up at my door.
They said I was a pure soul, one in a thousand years, and the key to fighting the void.
Then they forced me into a contract and turned me into a petite, 145-centimeter-tall magical girl with silver hair and purple eyes.
Now I’m the team’s precious strategic resource, commonly known as the magic-charging battery.
The only way to recharge me is to cuddle... and my energy output is somehow tied to how much I like them and how embarrassed I feel!
The energetic, fire-wielding airhead is always looking for chances to test higher output in private. The team captain, a cool-headed data fanatic, calmly records every one of my physiological reactions. And our naturally mischievous prophet teammate’s predictions always lead to my social death.
I run, they chase, and I can’t escape. From abandoned factories to bizarre labyrinths, my energy bar and my sense of shame are drained over and over again.
“Please, let me go... I really can’t take any more QAQ...”
“Oh? But according to the data, you clearly... enjoy it.”
