Epilogue

The next day, Mimoko pouted as she stared at her now wavy, but naturally colored hair in the mirror. "Okaa-chan, why'd you request they do this to my hair? I like it straight." 

"But now we can give ya drilltails," Daria giggled as the stylist tied up Mimoko's hair. 

"Ugh, I should've kept it shaved."

"What's so bad about drilltails? I rocked them time to time in my middle school days. Besides, you lost to me this morning so I get to choose how you style your hair for the next few days." 

Once the two were out of the salon, Daria's expression got a bit more serious. "How are your friends holding up?" 

"Zenihara-chan and Shousen-kun still haven't replied to my texts, though Gorou-kun has been in contact with both and says they are somewhat fine. Tanabe-kun and Utami-chan were able to head to school today, while Iori-chan is skipping, though clearly acting normally as she's streaming as we speak." 

"Zenihara witnessed Numakawa's death right before her eyes. Considering how gruesome it sounded, I fear it'll be a while before she can return to normal, or at the least, a new normal. Unfortunately for Yuusuke, I've got nothing but more bad news." 

"What happened?" 

"Heather's apparently snapped, making hostage negotiations difficult." 

"But Shousen-chan is still alright, right?"

"Yes, but until she's back, I don't think Yuusuke will be able to recover. I know I was harsh, but it was his recklessness that caused this mess. He wanted to try and prove himself a hero, yet only made things murkier." 

"..."

"But don't get too down. With the Fairy League as it is, I doubt they'll be trying to kidnap you anymore, at least not in the short-term. That and we've caught a bunch of their executives, so restructuring will take a while, assuming it doesn't collapse before then." 

"I guess this whole thing could be considered a draw."

"Pretty accurate, sadly... So, wanna go out to eat?"

"I thought I was going to head to school."

"Why? It's 2 hours in already, so why show up late when you can spend time with me playing hooky?" 

"I'm in my uniform."

"Eh, home's just a few feet that way. Go change. Or do you wanna spend time at home?"

Mimoko let out a sigh. "No, let's just enjoy ourselves. Playing hooky might not be so bad if it helps lift my spirits." 

"That's the spirit! Off to the pancake house!"

...

In Boston, Massachusetts, a beautiful woman with shoulder-length crimson hair clad in a black dress, green bra top, and snazzy crimson sneakers, hummed as she lounged on a massage chair in the mall. Next to her sat a woman with short blue hair garbed in a black business dress, suit coat, and white sneakers. 

"Agatha, you're seriously going to go to London? Why?" the blue-haired woman scowled. 

"Ah, it's just for a little request,and you know how I like getting me my clout," the crimson-haired woman giggled. 

"I hear the queen has snapped."

"And? Her whole shtick is "magic". Well how do you think she'll react when a bona fide witch comes to see her? And not just any witch, a witch with ties to the next president of America!" 

"You're getting ahead of yourself. Fiana is loyal to Mother Salem, who is very much still alive and in charge of the family." 

"Not for long..."

[Volume 3 End]