About 100 years ago, humanity had to face a suddenly appearing catastrophe without any preparation.

    ‘They’ appeared splitting the earth, and because they looked like the monsters, the Titans, that appear in Greek and Roman mythology, they were named as such.

    And surprisingly, that name fit well. Because the Earth’s civilization was annihilated in just a few years after the Titans appeared.

    Powerful bodies and strength. Even the weapons created by humanity could not pierce their thick outer skin.

    ‘To become that terrifying monster… Has there ever been a case like this?’

    It’s the first I’ve heard of a human becoming a Titan. Of course, it’s also the first time I’ve become one.

    ‘It’s definitely a Titan… Perfect for getting slaughtered if a magical girl catches sight of it…’

    My whole body was currently covered in a black outer skin, as if formed by solidified volcanic rock.

    The rough, thick texture, like the shell of a snapping turtle, was sturdy enough to lightly deflect most impacts.

    Moreover, it wasn’t just hard, but also possessed an elasticity like tough leather.

    And atop this menacing defense wall, sharp black spikes stood out.

    Like spikes additionally installed on armor, they revealed a chilling presence, as if ready to tear apart anything that carelessly approached.

    This outer skin was a primitive armor developed to the extreme for survival itself.

    “Ah, that hurts. My tooth is loose… My jaw feels broken too.”

    Seeing this grotesque body, Blackberry didn’t seem surprised.

    Instead, she clicked her tongue and said.

    “I didn’t know there were Titans this small. Do they reproduce?”

    “…”

    “Looks like it can’t talk.”

    It must have hit her directly in the face, but Blackberry didn’t seem to have taken much damage.

    ‘What kind of body is that? That strong *and* that tough with that ability?’

    This makes no sense. At least some blood should flow, shouldn’t it?

    “Strength and speed seem useful, but is that it? I was a little surprised. Enough to break my bone.”

    Thinking about it, it’s obvious.

    Blackberry is a magical girl who has accumulated experience and strength through repeated real combat.

    I’m someone who swung a fist for the first time. I have no fighting experience at all.

    “Did I look easier than that kid over there? It would have been good if you knew your place. Then you wouldn’t have died.”

    Shhhwish—!

    A chillingly sharp sound, like thin silk being torn, cut through the air.

    At the same time, the air around me began to shimmer vaguely.

    What looked like transparent heat haze quickly turned into blades filled with killing intent and poured down countless times.

    The pressure felt like thousands of glass shards assailing me all at once!

    My sturdy carapace shrieked, *Chang! Chinkang!* But thankfully, it wasn’t pierced.

    “…What? Why is it so hard?”

    But under the relentless barrage hitting my entire body, faint sparks seemed to fly off the surface of the outer skin.

    Against this fierce attack, which was hard to even gauge where it was coming from, I could only stand there and be beaten helplessly.

    ‘I swung a fist because it felt dangerous… ‘

    It was good that I attacked boldly. But that was the end of it.

    Too many attacks were pouring in, making it impossible to advance further.

    “This guy is more dangerous than I thought.”

    Proper blows haven’t landed yet. But if I stay like this…

    ‘I might really die. Maybe not immediately, but I don’t think I can maintain this situation forever…’

    Other magical girls probably won’t help me. Of course not, wasn’t I a Titan that suddenly appeared? They’re already preparing to retreat.

    ‘I think I just need a small opening.’

    I don’t know what my top speed is, but at this distance, one solid hit could incapacitate Blackberry.

    But unless that woman is an idiot, she won’t stop attacking…

    [Blackberry’s Magical Girl Gallery Usage History]

    ㅇㅇ(13.12): Academy Queenka Wants True Love Chapter 1.txt

    …Found it. Something that can induce carelessness.

    “Alright—”

    “I was beautiful again today. Because I was the Academy’s foremost Queenka.”

    “You can talk…?”

    “So the fan letters that flew to me piled up like mountains.”

    Has she not noticed yet? Blackberry looked surprised that I was speaking.

    “Huh, living this long and seeing something like this. Do Titans nowadays attend public speaking academies or something?”

    Blackberry seemed interested in me. Not me myself, but my ability to speak.

    “If I were a magical girl, I wouldn’t kill it, I’d somehow capture it, but… Looks like you’re out of luck?”

    “Then a second-year senior approached me.”

    “Wait a minute.”

    Got her. She’s hooked! Blackberry’s expression twisted slightly.

    “That sounds very familiar.”

    “The second-year senior was the school’s most handsome Kingka. The senior said, ‘Become my baby kitten.’ I was dumbfounded.”

    “You… Hold on.”

    The lines I was desperately reciting were from a novel Blackberry wrote on the Magical Girl Gallery 10 years ago.

    Perhaps because the users weren’t emotional? Despite being an epic novel with as many as 80,000 characters, it reportedly received little attention.

    It’s said that even the two comments left were just malicious ones.

    And for some reason, I can read the contents of this novel.

    “I definitely deleted it…? No, more importantly, how do you know what I wrote!”

    Seeing her like this, Blackberry seems like a normal person.

    Embarrassed by a romance novel written in middle school, huh?

    But caution is key. That woman is a powerful opponent who ripped apart 31 people. Let’s drive the nail in here.

    “The senior said, ‘You resemble a baby kitten. So adorable I want to pet you… Shall I give you the right to feed you milk?’ I lightly nodded my head.”

    “Hey!!!! Answer me!! How do you know that!”

    “The senior…”

    At that moment, Blackberry’s attack stopped. Just for a fleeting moment.

    I aimed for this split second and thrust my fist forward.

    A Superman punch thrown without any stance. As expected, the blow didn’t land. But Blackberry’s body began to sway.

    ‘If I stop here, I’ll definitely die.’

    I have to keep hitting the woman in front of me until she dies.

    I may not know how to swing a fist properly, but my strength has increased. Enough to put strong pressure on a woman who can’t even be hurt by my blows.

    Each punch hits Blackberry. The sound of the impact strikes the air and echoes.

    The sensation of hitting someone was unpleasant. But thinking that the hellish attacks would resume the moment I stopped, that feeling subsided.

    “Hoo… Hoo…”

    KWAOOOANG—! Ujijeuk.

    I heard the sound of something breaking. Only then did I stop punching, gasping for breath, and stepped back.

    Is she dead? What if she gets up and attacks again?

    When I suddenly looked around, the surroundings had already grown dark.

    I had pounded and pounded Blackberry’s body, which was embedded in the ground, until she had completely sunk below the surface.

    ‘If she withstands even after doing this…’

    How much strength would it take to gouge out the ground by several meters with just fists?

    Even after hitting her this much, Blackberry didn’t lose consciousness.

    “Did it break?”

    She was merely calmly inspecting her injuries.

    Can she fight further from here? I really hope not.

    “You lost.”

    “Now you’re even using honorifics? Anyway, how did you find that out… I even detonated the server data.”

    Was it that embarrassing for her?

    Well, anyone would probably do something like that if a romance novel they wrote at 15 suddenly surfaced.

    “I can’t tell you…”

    “Shut up and tell me! As it is, my only option is to desperately tear you apart.”

    “With that body?”

    “You know I can gather things like rain clouds if I manipulate air currents, right? If you don’t want this city to sink into the water, shut up and spill it.”

    From her perspective, she’d think her embarrassing past would disappear forever if only I died.

    But I can’t tell her this… How in the world would I explain that I found it on the Magical Girl Gallery? She wouldn’t believe it.

    “…Ah, I see. You were probably created by the Witch Gathering, huh? You kept going on about Titans or whatever. To actually create one.”

    Witch Gathering? What is this now?

    “Ha! You’re giving me this humiliation just because I opposed that ridiculous plan? Listen well! Even if my neck is torn off, I won’t work with you guys.”

    “Witch…?”

    “Anyway, you guys have really gone off the deep end, huh? Despite being former magical girls, you’re using Titans as experimental material.”

    Former magical girls! This phrase brings to mind another enemy of humanity.

    ‘Did fallen magical girls form a group? This is also something I’ve never heard of.’

    No matter how close I am to being a civilian, I wouldn’t be ignorant of such important information.

    The Association must be hiding something. That much is certain.

    “Fine! Go ahead. But the moment you spread that novel… I’ll tear you to shreds by any means necessary.”

    Even without her saying that, I have no intention of telling anyone about this.

    Talking about others’ embarrassing pasts feels a bit wrong, and more than that, Blackberry personally tearing me apart doesn’t sound like a joke.

    “…If my arm were fine, I wouldn’t have said something like this.”

    “Why aren’t you fighting more? If you’re that determined, you can just charge at me with all your might.”

    “Are you asking because you don’t know? I can’t go to a hospital.”

    Fallen magical girls like Blackberry cannot use public facilities.

    That’s probably because they’re wanted. If she gets hurt more than this, her activities themselves will become difficult.

    “Wait a minute! Just one question.”

    “Yes?”

    “What’s your name.”

    There was no reason to give my real name, of course. So I just made up a temporary name.

    “J-Jet. I’m Jeon Jet.”

    “Jet… Okay, I remember. When we meet again, I’ll definitely tear you apart and kill you.”

    I don’t want to meet her again. I roughly nodded my head and left the spot.

    [You jabbed the opponent’s embarrassing past and punched them in the face! 100 BP added!]

    …Leaving behind the unbelievable message.

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