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[color=goldenrod]“Who defends the defenders…now that’s a silly question.”[/color] In Miso City, it was often difficult to remember the day to day lives of its inhabitants. While the Magical Girls residing in its borders were facing their own existential crises, those who knew naught of magic led assured, blissful lives. Ignorant lives that held no meaning and greater purpose. It was a fate that, perhaps, many Magical Girls would have liked to return to. Such was the case now, the snow blurrying without end outside the windows of a small [url=https://i.imgur.com/urahQrB.jpg]coffee shop[/url].

[color=goldenrod]“Sheesh. It’s not that hard a question to answer you know.”[/color] Such words came from a [url=https://i.imgur.com/c7DMMp7.jpg]girl[/url] who had chosen to seek refuge in this cold weather inside the coffee shop. Warm, visible steam wafted from her cup of tea as she gingerly sipped at it, enjoying the soft crowd bustle around her. Chatter of New Year plans and bemoanings of returning to work and school were all the gossip for her ears and she smiled only to herself in her solitary booth.

[color=goldenrod]“You act like these people are your playthings to mess around with. Your helpless victims to protect like a shining hero. But let’s not kid ourselves; these people are having a good time,”[/color] the girl said, as if talking to someone or acknowledging herself. Another sip of her tea, the girl sighed when she heard the atmosphere swiftly change in the little shop. There was a gasp among its residents, and then thunderous, rounding applause.

A young man had just proposed to his young lover, ready to give to her his young heart and start young love. [color=goldenrod]“Just look at what you did. Do these people look like they need protecting?”[/color] the girl asked, glancing away from the congratulatory festivities to look outside where the ice and snow remained. There were many Magical Girls out and about…but not much sign of their dark counterparts. Now why was that? There were certainly several Nightmares to take care of tonight.

[color=goldenrod]“Have the champions of Darkness shriveled away from the weather? No, that can’t be the case and you know it.”[/color] The girl sighed lightly. [color=goldenrod]“They’ll show up eventually.”[/color] The roar of a motorcycle caught her attention, one that went unnoticed by anyone else. As the girl’s eyes tracked the bike and its rider’s movements, she rested her cheek against her hands, clasping them together upon the table. [color=goldenrod]“Ah, there goes one now….”[/color]
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