Thanks to an anonymous suggestion, I decided to start writing a Mahouka fanfiction. Better late than never.

“Ka-pow!” yelled Miyuki, as her curvaceous bottom, revealed by her elegant see-through school uniform, cast its spell. The terrorists fell down in utter terror before her magic. Only Tatsuya was immune to her charms.

“These are terrorists, right?” asked  Erika.

“Meaning, we can kick their butts, no questions asked? Because that guy’s butt… looks pretty nice.” Continue reading Mahouka 06 — John Yoo’s Memo →