are11: (madoka 5 ultimate 3)
are11 ([personal profile] are11) wrote in [community profile] aboxfulloftea222 2016-06-02 07:13 am (UTC)

Re: The continuation of Path 3 2/2

[Madoka patted Lizard Homura, and nodded.]

...OK, then. I'll take care of Homura-chan until she turns back, in that case -

[And then, she looked at Lizard Homura, and smiled.]

- OK, Homura-chan?

[Lizard Homura blushed a little, which was odd to see on a lizard's face, but eventually, she nodded.]

[Madoka and Lizard Homura said goodbye to Seven and Eight, and then visited some shrines and temples.]

...Hey, Madoka, come here - Look, look!

[Her mother whispered, at one temple, laughing. Madoka blinked, and went to look at what her mother was looking at.]

- This version of the Merciful Kannon looks just like you!

[Madoka's father came over to them, too, his eyes widening, while her little brother chortled in his arms.]

...Ohhh - She really does!

[Her whole family put some money in the donation box and prayed, then, though Madoka did feel a bit odd praying to a Kannon who looked so much like herself.]

[Madoka finished praying, and then looked at the Kannon for a moment, blinking. The Kannon really did look like a somewhat older version of Madoka herself, though Madoka didn't think she really could be that beautiful or graceful.]

[And then, she looked at the base of the Kannon, and blinked again. OK, so these were supposed to be the demon-god guardians who protected the Merciful Kannon, she supposed, but those were remarkably cute, though still fierce-looking. One held a sword, and the other held a spear.]

[And then, she tilted her head again. Lizard Homura, in the meanwhile, had stuck her nose out of Madoka's pocket, wondering what was going on.]

...Is it just me, or do those demon-gods look a lot like Sayaka-chan and Kyoko-chan when they're transformed?

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