Vulgarity

Rikai is perfect in every way.She woke up at 5 a.m., as usual. Of course, the sun hadn’t risen yet, but Rikai didn’t need its light to navigate her meticulously organized room, which she knew like the back of her hand.Every item was in its place, every corner flawless—no dust or crumbs. The brush was in perfect condition, as was its owner, and the bed was already made without a single crease.After all, perfect magical girls should be as clean as their surroundings. After all, they say—the room reflects what’s in your head. And Rikai’s head was in order, with no stray thoughts!Rikai was indeed perfect.Decent. She followed the rules, lived by them, and encouraged others to do the same. She was a magical girl, protecting the world from any evil! Thanks to her, people were kind, pure, and righteous, and a pleasant atmosphere reigned at every step.It was Rikai’s duty, as a magical girl and a proper woman, to maintain everything in such a state.And then came Amahiko, and Rikai didn’t know what to do.