The label on the bottle reads "BBQ Soda". She doesn't dare open it to try it. She hopes to whatever force is out there that this isn't what it advertises itself as, and if it is...
What sort of monstrosity is this?!
She stares at the bottle in offended horror for the next few minutes, holding it by the tips of her fingers and as far away from her as possible. It's quite comical, given that it is nothing but a harmless bottle of BBQ soda.
Q1
Even with her enhanced Magical Girl strenght and stamina, Pechika had never quite been any good at physical endeavors, and she was even less prepared to handle critters such as these.
(With her Magical Skill, Miyokata would have had no problems with this task. She misses having her around, laughing; she misses her team.
She also misses her own skill, even though she can't remember what it did- she can't help to wonder if it would have been helpful in her current situation.)
After half an hour of attempted and only-half-successful looking after the critters, Pechika manages to find a spot out of most monster's reach and slumps down, exhausted.
"Why do these things need supervision again...?" she asks, more to herself than to any possible listeners.
Chika Tatehara | Magical Girl Raising Project: Restart
R3
...
What is this?
Seriously, what is this?
The label on the bottle reads "BBQ Soda". She doesn't dare open it to try it. She hopes to whatever force is out there that this isn't what it advertises itself as, and if it is...
What sort of monstrosity is this?!
She stares at the bottle in offended horror for the next few minutes, holding it by the tips of her fingers and as far away from her as possible. It's quite comical, given that it is nothing but a harmless bottle of BBQ soda.
Q1
Even with her enhanced Magical Girl strenght and stamina, Pechika had never quite been any good at physical endeavors, and she was even less prepared to handle critters such as these.
(With her Magical Skill, Miyokata would have had no problems with this task. She misses having her around, laughing; she misses her team.
She also misses her own skill, even though she can't remember what it did- she can't help to wonder if it would have been helpful in her current situation.)
After half an hour of attempted and only-half-successful looking after the critters, Pechika manages to find a spot out of most monster's reach and slumps down, exhausted.
"Why do these things need supervision again...?" she asks, more to herself than to any possible listeners.