Although it now reads [The Holy Land's Cutest Magical Girl Cat Lady Selection], the traces of the past being edited and erased still make it feel like something's off.
Before being altered, the sign seemed to read something like anti-magic ninja or some other strange thing...
But it doesn't matter; surely it was just the boss's little clever idea back then, thought Lily as she slipped in from the back.
Inside the corridor, it was packed with magical girl cat ladies of various genders and ages, shining with youthful radiance, discussing the upcoming selection interviews.
At the end of the corridor, beyond the third layer of isolation doors, there was a room filled with talismans and mantras, with sticky slime covering the corners and ceiling.
In the room, three tribulation crossing cultivators sat fully armed behind a desk, disguised using celestial sect spells, turned into a ghostly yellow-haired punk, a chubby guy with glasses, and a dark-skinned, faceless athlete.
