Magical Girl with Demonic Time Magic-Chapter 85: Traitor

Chapter 85: Traitor
The sun has set and Hexael told me something really useful at school the traitor from the magical girl base. Of course, there are several, but he told me of one who would be responsible for Ayane suffering something bad over the next 2 months.
He told me exactly which paragraph in the diary was her fault, and the specific paragraph where Ayane wrote about how desperate it was to have her body modified from the inside when a monster captured her.
She wrote about how she hated how her body was after that, the sensations she felt now, and wrote about how she felt like a dirty, filthy whore after that.
Many magical girls have these forced modifications, and it’s normally never possible to cure this or recover from the physical changes. Some are lucky if the modification isn’t a big deal.
Others are unlucky if the modification is something like having massively large and painful breasts to carry around, because besides being bad for personal self-esteem, it also draws unwanted male attention.
After all, if you see a girl with some "unique" body part, you’d obviously look, and that obviously attracts unwanted male gazes.
So having your body modified is one of the worst things that can happen, and it’s because of this filthy whore that Ayane may end up suffering this.
That’s why I came alone to the base today the way this girl connected to Ayane is through a mission, where she will ask for help and foolishly Ayane will offer to assist.
However, this is just a stupid trap. This whore is just a submissive bitch who obeys monsters in exchange for pleasure. From what Hexael said, she got addicted to sex with monsters and decided to just "switch boats" and serve the monsters.
So to me, she is just a dirty whore who deserves to die. She doesn’t fit the term "innocent," so I can kill her without breaking my personal moral rule of not killing innocents. She deserves it because she has sold other magical girls to monsters before.
And that’s why I’ll innocently say that I’ll help her, and when we’re together, I’ll take down this whore who will surely try to sell me to some monster. The worst part is not knowing how many other traitors there really are.
Hexael never says more than he should. He only says what helps in the moment, strictly following the contract, and he also seems to always be watching to see if I’ll interfere with Ayane’s relationship.
At the reception, I’ll say that I want to talk to a specific magical girl who usually always asks for help, and the receptionist will say that I came at the perfect time since she started asking for help 3 days ago.
And so I’m guided to a room at the base where she’s training, and the receptionist soon leaves me in front of the door and leaves.
’Let’s see what this "veteran" whore who thinks she can sell my sister and nothing will happen is like.’ I open the door, seeing one of the traitors who made my sister suffer.
It’s a girl with purple hair and black eyes. She has long dark circles as if she hasn’t slept for months, although she seems energetic and doesn’t show signs of fatigue. What stands out the most are her massively large breasts and strong thighs.
Her magical girl outfit is strange it’s like it’s made of latex and is very tight-fitting. Her thighs and legs are covered in a sheer black stockings with a diamond pattern, subtly exposing her skin.
The outfit is so tight and snug that I can see the outline of her nipples, the outline of her vagina, and even other parts in the curves of her body.
"Hello, who are you?" She asks, looking at me as if evaluating how valuable my body is.
"I’m Setsuna, I came here because they said you need help," I tell a lie.
"Oh, nice to meet you, Setsuna. I’m Rena Nikuzuma," As soon as she says this name, I look at her with a strange look.
"...Your parents gave you a very... unique name..." I say, thinking the name suits her perfectly.
"Yes, my mother was a difficult person..." She says, not liking the subject. Her name literally means "Elegant Meat Wife."
Nikuzuma is a heavy erotic term literally meaning "meat wife," used in adult contexts, which ends up being perfect for a girl addicted to sex with monsters. The irony and cruelty of fate is truly remarkable.
Of course, in a more normal context, it’s just a name like any other. But given that I know the truth about this girl, I can’t help but think about it.
"So will you help me?" She asks, wanting to change the subject.
"Yes, I’ll help you hunt monsters. I heard you just need someone for support, so I decided to try and help to save more people and to gain experience with other people and teams," I tell a good lie.
"I see, well then welcome to the team," She says, extending her hand. With disgust, I shake her hand. My problem seems to be getting worse every week now I can barely even do basic contact.
’It’s been just over 2 months since I first traveled back in time, and now I can hardly stand touching anyone.’ My future seems difficult. I’ve even started wearing gloves in my daily life.
"Well, I appreciate you wanting to help me. We can go on a mission tomorrow night to get familiar with each other, but it happens that most of the missions I go on are a bit dangerous, you know? Many who decided to help me have been captured by monsters for a time," She says with false sadness.
"You wouldn’t mind that, would you? I swear I’ll do my best to make sure that doesn’t happen," She says with a fake smile.
"Yes, I already knew. Don’t worry, even though you’ve failed to protect 12 magical girls from your team, I’m fine with that," When I say this number, she tenses up. She probably never thought I’d ask about her track record of failures.
It’s amazing how she hasn’t been caught yet when her failures are so obvious. Of those 12 girls, 7 of them died they were torn to pieces by monsters and sold or used as food.
3 of them had their limbs amputated and served as mere sex toys for monsters until they broke, and even when rescued, they never recovered. And two of them had their bodies so modified that they think they’re breeding livestock, addicted to sex.
In other words, they all suffered horrible fates, and that’s why many avoid helping this girl, even though nothing has been proven. This girl has already become synonymous with bad luck for the newcomers and veterans.
"W-Well, I know I’ve failed, and I’m truly sorry for those poor girls," She says with tears in her eyes, as if she really felt guilty, when she was the one responsible for those girls becoming toys.
"It’s okay, it’s sad that it ended that way, but don’t worry, I’m strong and we’ll be able to handle it well," I say with a smile as fake as hers. I’m a complete novice, so she’ll probably first want to gain my trust by going on easy missions, and then she’ll betray me.
’I’ll have to distance myself a bit from Ayane for now.’ I have to deal with this on my own. Ayane shouldn’t join me or she’ll ruin everything. I need to deal with the problem and kill this damned woman alone.
For now, she is the biggest problem. From what Hexael said and from the diary, it took almost a month for her to betray Ayane. After all, she can’t betray at the beginning or there would be too much evidence against her.
She needs a good alibi to stay at the base and escape the guilt with just suspicions of her, as a simple jinxed girl who can’t get a partner.
"Thank you so much for coming with me. I’ve been needing so much help lately, and it’s been difficult because no one wanted to join me," She says, staring at my breasts and thighs, still evaluating my body.
"I understand. It can be hard when everyone is so busy lately. Well, since we’ll start tomorrow, I believe we can spend some time talking to understand each other’s powers?" The first step is information. I need information to defeat this girl.
"I have ice magic," She says, but I doubt that’s all. She’s missing the ramification of her magic many magical girls have a ramification of their primary magic that can be completely different.
Also, I’ve noticed that magical girls can go through "evolutions" where their magic and outfit change based on their personal evolution. So this "meat wife" must have some kind of erotic or sexual magic as a ramification.
"What’s the ramification of your magic?" I question.
"Well, that’s a sweet secret of mine," She says, and I decide to ask a more decisive question.
"How long has it been since Septarion last spoke to you?" When I ask this, her expression changes briefly, but the fake smile soon returns.
"A good while. Does that matter?"
"No," I deny, even though it does matter. I noticed that Septarion has a strange bond with pure girls. In other words, the more "dirty" a magical girl becomes, the more Septarion distances himself from her.
This explains why, as Ayane was raped and broken, Septarion spent less time with her it’s because she was losing the value and purity in Septarion’s eyes.
So this filthy whore in front of me must be just a piece of dirty trash in Septarion’s view. Honestly, it’s because of things like this that that stupid angel doesn’t notice these traitors and rats who have infiltrated the base.
With that, the two of us continue the conversation calmly, talking about our weapons and magic. She explains about her weapon, which is a whip, while we discuss the routine for the next few days.