“Do do do ♫ Doing magical things in a magical way! That’s me, Magi Romani!” The magical girl curse is, sadly, not a one off. One day draws slow to the next and both gremlins and the magically infected persist. By the third day Roman’s used to the skirt and the odd floating spell, but definitely not the erratic love beams. But he tries to take it in his stride - or as much as humanly possible, anyway.
Roman spins his magical spectre and turns the corner, unready but willing to face the day. Then, he stops. There, front and centre before him, is an unexpected sight. “No way, no way... Could it be? Has my 2D idol really materialised into the real world!?”
Perhaps it’s a hallucination from all the love beams, or another side-effect of the transformation. Regardless, Roman rushes toward, too excited for anything but this. “Magi Mari!!”
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