Little Imp

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"So, any instruments you can play?" Kuromu asks.

"I can play the guitar!" Lindy offers.

"I'll make do with whatever!" I say.

"What? What do you mean?" Mar, Kuromu's manager, asks.

"Well, I know the basics of most instruments, so I'll do whichever works best!"

Looks like Uncle's torture lessons will come in handy!

"Then… how about drums?" Kuromu asks.

"Yup! I'll do that then!" I say cheerfully.

"By the way... You know that transformation magic you used earlier?"

I nod.

"Yeah, why?"

"Does it work on others?"

"It does... Ohhh, I can definitely do what I think you're talking about!"

Kuromu smiles.

"I'm glad you know what I- mean..." She trails off.

"?"

I look behind me, and see…

Irumi.

But not Irumi?

He looks completely different.

Like he's in his Wicked Phase.

But…

But he's a human.

In his evil cycle.

Irumi in a evil cycle.

I'm too stunned for words.

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♪ Now it's all up to you to be the one ♪

♪ Who turns my head ♪

And like that, I pull off Kuromu's costume change, adding white rose petals for extra effect.

Gyari might be cool, but…

We have Kuromu.

Scratch that, we have Kerori.

She knows exactly what she wants, and its worth won't ever falter in her eyes. From the day it became her ambition to the day she achieves it, she will hold that ambition dear.

Some might call people like this selfish, and something I learned recently is that… it's ok to be selfish.

Heh. Guess the Misfits have more of an effect on me than I realize.

"Thanks for watching, y'all!"

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"The winner is… TEAM KUROMU OF DEVIMUSE AGENCY!"

We did it! We won!

As Kuromu's about to give her speech, Gyari comes revving in on her motorcycle.
She has nothing to say to me, so I don't think it's necessary for me to listen.

This was an amazing experience. Despite my original protest, I don't think I regret it one bit now!

Although I kinda wish I could've spent Deviler's Eve with Soi…

Ah! Forget about it! He's probably with his family right now!

…Family, huh…

My mind keeps wandering to that short conversation during the Harvest Festival, as well as those weird dream fragments I've been having.

Did those things really happen, or were they just a figment of my imagination?

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