38: Cursing Conclusion

The Bone-chilling cold air rushed through my body as I trembled with anxiety and worry the moment when the vampire Harold sealed his fate when he told Momoka the words.

I expected at that very moment for Momoka to openly unleash her fury and kill the vampire for his transgressions.

To openly confess, giving a strong implication that he ate her grandchildren who were still babies…

Something did not feel right with my stomach. I was not made for any kind of gruesome dilemma at that time and like most inexperienced fools who were new to this kind of unholy predicament, I threw up on the spot.

Yeah, I was pretty naïve and weak back then. Most of my work with my previous Magical Girls in my younger days were miles away compared to what I'm experiencing right now. From simple scouting assignments to apprehending criminals with minor offenses. Hell, the majority of my jobs were spent behind desks!! Filing paperwork, approving some documents, you know, the usual boring crap.

Perhaps it was thanks to Grandma Nekojune's influence in the council that I was assigned such tamed jobs, all because of her trauma of losing her daughter… my mom.

But it was also because of her that my character was impeded, turning blind to the crucial matters that permitted my egoistic self.

The gig with Aegis and her group was the first time that my spirit came crashing and got exposed to what the real world really felt like. Before that day, I demanded a bigger assignment, a greater role, to prove that I'm not just someone who relied on my grandma's influence to get by. The council eventually agreed, but of course, I was well aware that such a decision was made behind my grandma's back. No way in a million years would she agree that her own dear granddaughter would be sent on a dangerous assignment involving a Diablus rebel leader.

Even so, I knew that Grandma only wanted me to be safe, and I can't exactly loath her for that. I love her, really, but it was high time that I forge my own path, flying away from the safety of the bird's nest.

And the spine crushing pressure that I was feeling from Momoka's silence did not in any way help and I was exerting quite the effort just to catch up my breath as I panted frantically.

I waited, waited for the inevitable, for "True Death" to finally fulfill its role and sink its blade at the culprit responsible for its owner's suffering.

Surprisingly however, the bloody deed did not come. Instead, Momoka took a deep breath and unsheathed her katana back to its scabbard.

Harold himself was shocked by this unusual action. Instead of feeling grateful however, he openly mocked Momoka.

"Oi, oi, what the hell is this!? Don't tell me that you are feeling merciful right now, coward? After everything I've done!?"

I'm really not sure what the vampire was thinking. I mean, if your enemy decided to show mercy, then would it be wiser to simply remain quiet and allow them to walk away?

Maybe it was his pride speaking, or perhaps Momoka felt that it was of no use since "True Death" already set the course for his fateful death.

"Mercy?" Momoka almost laughed at the idea, "The sweet release you have been craving for shall not be given to you. For even the demons in hell do not deserve a soul that is as tainted as yours."

"Kah!! What crazy bullshit are you mumbling, woman?!" Harold grew frustrated, "Just get on with it and kill me, already!!!"

"Hmm… no." Momoka said and conjured something from her hand. It was two strips of paper and she planted both of it on Harold's chest.

"What are you doing!?" Harold demanded an answer.

The first paper shows two kanji characters, translating it to the word, "Eternity" while the other displayed the kanji characters of "Seal". The papers then disappeared to pieces, absorbing inside Harold's amputated body.

"W-what did you do!?" Harold was now nervous, and he felt something strange inside him.

"I took something out from one of sensei's lessons." Momoka obliged his question, "I have decided to spare you, but not in the way you are thinking."

Spare him? Wait, did Momoka seriously took in consideration of the lessons that I imparted to her?

"Doom shall you be to walk in this earth for all eternity for even death shall never claim you."

"Stop speaking in riddles and tell me what is going on!!!??" Harold was tired of whatever games the Magical girl was playing.

"Hmph, very well." Momoka nodded, "I have planted a curse on you, a curse to ensure that you shall never die, under any circumstances, even from my blade's wretched curse."

"What!?" Harold was no doubt surprised by this revelation that was presented to him, "You lie!!!!"

"Did I stutter?" Momoka sounded unamused, "And I'm also aware of our cut-edging technologies that allow artificial limbs to be transplanted on an amputee. You can say goodbye to such a prospect for the curse of my blade stand resolute in the passage of time and shall not permit any… ANY hopes of recovery."

"No, it can't be!! You are bluffing, yes, you must be!!!" Harold was now in denial and his will finally shake, "You fucking mean to tell that I'm going to stay like this!!? In pain forever!!!!??"

"Yes." Momoka replied without hesitation, "With the other curse, I also sealed your vile vampiric magic away, and never shall you terrorize an innocent ever again. Consider it as punishment for your sins."

"Just kill me, please!!!!" Tears now fell from the vampire's red eyes as he sounded desperate, "I don't want to live like this!!! Please forgive me!!!"

His pleas of help were fallen to deaf ears as Momoka turned her back against him. She approached and picked me up gently in her arms.

"Let us depart, sensei." Momoka said with a melancholy tone, "I grew tired of this place and our job here is done."

I simply nodded in acknowledgement, resting as I eventually fell to a peaceful sleep right in Momoka's tender arms.