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Mauve Sweety Bringer
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And then you push.
The flames surge outwards, bypassing Hikari, and the soft-serve machine explodes. The walls, the ceiling, the floor, all of them. They're gone, melted by the heat, and the 'aura' around you is boiling. You can feel it expanding, filling the whole room, then spilling into the shop beyond.
It's not really heat. It's scrubbing away the corruption, pulling it down, away from reality. The soft-serve machine turns into a broken mess of metal and plastic. The candy rack breaks apart into thousands of tiny pieces of candy. The sausages are shrivelling up.
Your world freezes into a glassy clarity. There's no sound. It's as if you've been turned to ice, and the noise has frozen with you. Uiharu, Kuroko or Hikari — none of them matter. Your mind is only one thing now, and that is the job at hand. You have to cauterize this infection before it spreads any further.
The soft-serve machine's still screaming. But you can't hear it. You have no reason to. The flow of light condenses around you, turning into an outfit straight out of a magical girl manga: A short dress, white and pale purple, showing far more skin than you'd normally be comfortable showing. Right now it feels simply right.
Data that's been infected by a virus must be deleted. You turn your eyes to Hikari, examining her for signs of infection. You find none. She's free of contamination.
The soft-serve machine has stopped screaming. It's quiet. The room is silent. The air is clean again. The confectionery is gone, melted into puddles of liquid, and the meat-wrapped sausages have dissolved into nothing. A final burst of commands sets them all back to null, erasing the contents of both shops, and the few people who escaped, before they can infect any more. It's a restrained, delicate operation. You aren't able to restore the concept of 'ic
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