Nox's POV:
My brilliant plan to motivate that sad excuse for a magical girl was a bust.
I had intended to inspire myself a new sidekick by rescuing the thing this junky seemed to value the most, her weed. It's something I noticed earlier before I dozed off in round 1. This junky was carefully handling her weeds like they were her baby. So, I did some tinkering before the next round started and whipped up a cool new supervillain I could fight that would be sure to scare the socks off her.
"AHA! TIS I! THE EVIL DRUGMAN!"
Wanting to evoke as much fear as possible in her, I had modeled his face after the enemy of all women, the goblin. However, I only remembered that those little critters are only native to the magic continent after making the whole thing, and I didn't really have the time for a redesign, so I just slapped on some green paint and started the show.
Things seemed to be going according to plan. Drugman steals the sad junky's precious weed. The glass cannon goons take out the security, before I smashed them into dust. Then I take on the big green boss who can transform, only to realize he's superstrong, but just as you think all hope is lost, I whip out the secret weapon that takes down all evildoers, which was where things went off script.
"MAGICAL GIRL CANNON!"
"N-!"
*Bang*
*thud*
I had forgotten I had loaded an actual bullet into my gun forever ago and fired it into the drugman's more fragile skull. What was supposed to happen was that I was going to fire a laser that would very flashily incinerate the drugman as he screamed in defeat, but this just kind of felt anticlimactic. One tiny pebble that wouldn't even bruise a nascent soul killed the big evil boss. Even the junky could tell how lame that was.
What's worse is that they for some reason started suspecting I had something to do with the evil drugman and I nearly got disqualified. Luckily, they had no proof so I got off the hook, but I still feel offended that they thought I, the magical alchemy girl would make an evil robot from the future. I mean, I don't even have a time machine… yet.
Anyways, after they called in some more security and got miss junky some more weeds, the second round began, and I passed with flying colors just like last time. I then spent most of the break time trying to recruit the sad junky who was the only other magical alchemist to make it to round three, but alas, there was no undoing what was already done.
"THE PILL FOR THIS ROUND IS THE UNIQUE-GRADE 'HEART AND SOUL' PILL!" The judge announced.
"Ladadadi ladadada!"
I just started playing with my wand as I waved it around while I waited for the junky to finish so I could cheat off her paper. I'm not really familiar with the names of these drugs, so I've been secretly glimpsing at what the others do so I'll get some idea of what I'm supposed to make. Once I get the gist of how the thing works, I can just throw some of my flames of control into a pot with all the ingredients and brute force the whole process.
My flames of control let me do whatever I want to anything that it burns, which means as long as the material is there and I know what to make, I can create a perfect copy of whatever I want, and if I understand its purpose, I can even make a superior version by removing unneeded elements and impurities that tends to get mixed in when you're not cooking on a subatomic scale. My aura is basically the philosopher's ladle, with the power to turn eggs into bacon.
"Candidate Su! You have 30 seconds to present your pill!"
"Okey dokey!" I said as I started cooking.
I finished the moment I closed the lid, but I wanted to create some suspense and waited until it reached 10 seconds.
"10!"
"9!"
"8!"
"7!"
"6!"
"5!"
"4!"
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
"Done!" I said as I gave glasses-kun another pill-shower after the climactic countdown.
"Miss Su, could you please stop doing that?" Glasses-kun asked me.
"Sorry, glasses-kun, but magical girls don't have time to listen to nerds! Now tell me my score so I can fight bad guys on the moon already!" I said.
*Swoosh**Sizzle*
Right as I was about to make my cool exit, I saw some wrinkly old guy with a long ass beard show me up by using his fire energy to dramatically fly up on stage by way of 'rocket feet'. At first, I thought I had encountered a formidable enemy here to steal my title of 'coolest magical girl', but I was soon proven wrong as I saw him scramble to pick up my leftover pills on the floor like the bottom feeder he truly was. After establishing my dominance, I felt assured that the old man wouldn't make a better magical girl than me and decided to take my leave.
"-YOU MUST TELL ME! HOW DID YU-!"
"SMOKEBOMB!"
*Poof*
*Cough**Cough*
"Where did she go?"