July 31, 2024

Today would be the day that Oriko and Kirika would be killed by the secret plan the gang had developed with Aiko. Early in the morning, Rei visited her best friend for the last time, and also secretly delivered the bomb she would use to kill Oriko and Kirika when they came to kill her. As Aiko laid down in her bed, watching the TV in her room, Rei told her, "Well, this is it, I suppose."

"Yeah," her now even more weakened friend told her, her voice softer than before when she had met the gang. "The doctors tell me I got about a month before I die. Rei-chan, thank you. I don't want to die in agony as I wither away from this horrid disease."

Tears welled up in Rei's eyes as she took the bomb, a tiny device the size of an older iPhone, out of her pocket book. "Aiko-chan, it's gonna be... It's so hard to see you like this. I know this is what you want, but... A part of me tells me no..." She then collapsed her head onto Aiko's hospital bed and buried her face into the covers as she let her emotions out, crying and staining them with her tears. "You... You backed me up when I came out of the closet... You supported me right from elementary school up to now... Even when my parents died, you were by my side, comforting me when I was only 11... Why, why, Aiko-chan, why?"

"I'll be right behind you," Aiko told her, smiling and at peace with both herself and death. "Even when I die, I won't truly leave. Rei, it's been a wonderful 16 years of life for me. It's short, but I've made peace with it. I'll get to see my parents, and the love of my life. Maybe in the next life, he and I won't be cursed with what happened to me now." As Rei continued to sob, she reached over and stroked her hair. "There, there, my friend, don't cry because I'll be leaving this mortal plane. We will meet again one day, hopefully a long time from now. I want you to meet someone you'll be happy with, and spend a long life with them."

"I can't help it," Rei told her through her tears. "I can't help but cry and be sad. I'm trying to be strong, but I'm losing my fucking best friend! You're practically my sister!" She then continued to sob into her bed. "Aiko-chan, you will always be my closest friend. Nobody else will ever compare to you!"

...

As Nagisa and Yuma did homework together in an otherwise empty meeting room, the older girl helping the younger girl with a spelling assignment, she told Oriko, "Alright, we got that section done. Good job, Oriko-chan."

"Awww, thank you, Nagisa-oneechan," Yuma replied roll her, making the other girl stand back a bit in surprise. She herself was younger than the rest of the group, but older than Yuma. It felt odd to be called such a term, but within, she had a nice warm feeling from being regarded as a sort of older sister to the incredibly young magical girl. "Hey, oneechan, why are you so flustered?"

"Fl-... Flustered? I'm fine!" Nagisa then chuckled as she tried to deny being surprised by her words. "Yuma-chan, I'm not flustered at all..."

Then, a soldier walked into the room, addressing Nagisa. "Hey, Momoe-san, we need you for a second." His tone was not tense or full of concern, but the request regardless worried Nagisa.

"I'll be right over," Nagisa then replied, standing up from the table. "Yuma-chan, sorry." Inside her head, she expected the worst. She thought to herself as she walked to the soldier, "I get this feeling of doing wrong whenever something like this happens... I always expect bad news or getting yelled at for something." "What's going on, sir?"

"Nothing bad," the soldier assured her. "This is about training stuff anyway."

...

Mami and Azuma slept in that morning, having the day off from their duties. Around 9:30 A.M., Mami awoke first, shifting in bed as she opened her eyes to find her love peacefully sleeping beside her. Neither wore anything to bed due to the heat and due to 'other activities' the night before. Their arms were wrapped around each other, and Mami smiled as she moved one of her arms out from over Azuma and poked his nose. "Hey, sleepyhead."

Azuma's face stirred in response. Mami repeated her poking two more times before his eyes finally opened. "Huh..."

"Good morning," Mami told him as she brushed her undone hair off of her face. "How did you sleep?"

"Good," Azuma replied as he rolled onto his back from his side. "I'm glad to have a day off. Every day for a whole week has been either school or work with the MDI."

As Mami stretched her arms out and above her, she looked to the sun through the window of their more permanent private quarters. "I wonder if we have enough time for another round?"

"I see what you're thinking," Azuma replied, a mild blush appearing on his face as he smiled. "A little loving in the morning sounds like a good plan."

...

Around 11 AM, at the hospital that Aiko was staying at, Oriko and Kirika walked up to the front entrance, disguised with sunglasses and clothes they had stolen from a store the day before. Their hairstyles were also different than their usual ones, with Oriko possessing long pigtails and Kirika having cut her already short hair even shorter, giving off the appearance of a boy, which was helped by binding her chest to be flat. As the two entered the hospital, Kirika made sure to conceal their weapon, a syringe containing arsenic.

Oriko thought to herself as she looked around the lobby, "Alright, we just need to say we're here to visit this bitch, and when she denies us, we'll walk out and take out those two security guards outside. From there, we sneak in and make our move." Oriko then walked up to the lobby desk and asked the nurse at the front who acted as the receptionist, "Hello, ma'am. Is Saikawa Aiko available for visitors today?"

"She is," the nurse replied to her. "Let me just call up to her and see if she's good. What's your name?"

"I am Nosaka Miho," Oriko replied, giving a false name. "This is my son, Shunsuke." Kirika played the part of a teenage boy, while Oriko pretended to be much older than she actually wash, talking in a lower register than usual.

"Alright," the nurse replied. "She is available." She then handed a card to Oriko. "The room number is on that card. She will be expecting you two."

Kirika and Oriko were shocked. The former thought to herself, "Is she really that stupid?! This is too easy! What does she have planned?"

"Thank you," Oriko replied before the two of them walked to an elevator. As they did, she whispered to Kirika, "Holy shit, that was too fucking easy."

"No kidding," she replied with another quiet whisper as they selected the third floor and the elevator doors closed. "She's gotta have a plan or something. She ain't this retarded to just let two random people visit her when she knows we want to kill her." Changing subject, she asked her girlfriend, "So, any plans after this?"

"I was thinking sex back at the safe house," Oriko replied to her. "We haven't fucked in a bit due to what's been going on. I could use a nice romp when we're done."

Kirika smiled and chuckled. "You and me both."

...

Back at the camp, Nagisa reviewed medical equipment as she and an instructor performed an evaluation with an IV setup. As she slowly inserted the needle into another soldier's arm, she asked him, "Are you alright?"

"Wish I was this good at your age," the soldier replied. "I was some dumb kid back then."

As Nagisa disposed of the needle and kept the catheter in, she told the instructor, "Alright, the needle has been properly disposed of, and the catheter has been kept in. I will now remove the tourniquet and secure the catheter in place." As she did so with relative ease, she maintained a sharp focus on her work.

The instructor asked her, "Where did you learn all this again?"

"One of the school nurses at Mitakihara Junior High School," Nagisa explained. "She taught me and a few others some basic medical skills, but she taught me specifically the more advanced stuff with what little we had in terms of supplies. I didn't do too much with it in the field, but I assisted her and a doctor from the hospital who was stuck with us during the period of anarchy in the city a few times with some severe trauma patients, mostly stabbing and gunshot victims from the gang wars. The doctor said he had only treated three gunshot wounds in the span of 13 years as a doctor before this, but after the typhoon, he treated ten." While she had talked to the instructor, she had continued her evolution, and was now flowing a small bag of saline for the end of the evolution. "And just like that, it's done."

"Excellent work," the instructor told her. "Marvelous for a girl of your age."

...

About five minutes after they had entered the elevator at the hospital, Oriko and Kirika stepped into Aiko's room. She was sitting up on her bed, smiling and awaiting their presence as they closed and locked the door behind them. "You're probably surprised I let you two shitheads up here."

"We are," Oriko replied to her as she took a seat next to her in a chair. "Why? Do you have something planned?"

"I plan to die today," Aiko explained to both of them with conviction in her voice. "I only have another month to live anyway according to the doctors. I'd rather go out with a bang than die a slow and painful death."

"You'd be sorely fucking mistaken if you think your death will be quick and painless," Kirika replied as she pulled the syringe with arsenic out of her coat. "We're gonna inject you with arsenic, right into your soul gem. We didn't know we could do this until I gave one of our victims a dose of heroin large enough to make her soul gem shatter. The pain she was in... Oh, it was an amazing sight to see. By the end, she was begging for death." She could not help but blush at the thought, becoming slightly excited by the idea of inflicting pain onto her victims. "I've been looking forward to this day for a really long time, Saikawa-san."

Aiko looked at her with an expression of humorous confusion. "Oh, you think you're going to kill me?"

"I mean," Oriko asked of her, confused. "How would you kill us? You're confined to that hospital bed, and you're weaker than a toddler."

As Aiko laughed in her bed in response, Kirika, annoyed by her enthusiasm, asked her with an aggressive tone, "You think we're funny? You think we're fucking funny? You think we're two fucking clowns, huh, you little bitch? What's so fucking funny, asshole?"

"I told you," Aiko replied as she looked over at her and then back to Kirika. "I intend on going out with a bang. I never said I was the only person that was going to die here today, did I?" She then used what little strength she had left to point downwards at her bed while using her other hand to press a button on her bed remote. "Take a look below my hospital bed and be amazed, fuckers."

Oriko shrugged. "Why not?" As she got up off the chair, she knelt down and peered under her bed. What she found horrified her, and she quickly stood up and looked to her girlfriend. "Kirika-chan... It's a... It's a bomb!" She thought to herself as she realized both of them had been cornered, "No! This can't be happening! We're the ones in control here!"

Kirika then herself set the syringe down and peered under the bed. As soon as she looked and found the bomb, she also had an expression of horror on her face. Aiko looked at her and told her, "Go fuck yourselves in Hell, shitheads."

"SHIT!" Kirika jumped up and tried to avoid the inevitable, but it was too late.

An ear-piercing explosion then consumed the room, blowing out the door and destroying the walls around it. The damage was limited to only the room, thankfully, an intention of Aiko and the others through Rei's bomb. As smoke cleared from the room and the fire alarms went off, several nurses and doctors ran to the room to see what had happened just as Kirika stepped out, seemingly unhurt from one angle as she adjusted her clothes and dusted herself off. However, approaching from another angle, a nurse yelled out, "Holy shit, her face!"

As it turns out, the explosion had killed Aiko and Oriko instantly, but Kirika was somehow still alive despite half of her face being blown off by the blast, and most of the right side of her body being reduced to some flesh and bone. It was a gruesome sight to behold, with blood oozing down to the ground and bones cracking. Additionally, her soul gem was badly damaged in the blast, and as she walked out, it continued to crack further and further. It was as if she was unable to register the blast happening at all as she then stopped dusting herself off and looked straight forward to the wall. Then, almost as if on cue, her soul gem finally shattered from the stress of the explosion and her injuries, and she dropped dead onto the floor. Even with the healing abilities of being a magical girl, the extent of her injuries made it almost impossible to heal herself, and the damage to her soul gem ensures self-healing would not occur.

A doctor shouted as he ran into another patient's room, "Get the fire department! Start getting patients out of the hospital!" The plan had worked, and the Magical Girl Killers were no more. Now, though, the gang would have to deal with the consequences of going against the Magic Defense Initiative and helping one of their own commit suicide through vigilante justice.