Change of POVThat day, a magical girl was defeated by an emerging demon. She had initially assumed it was a low-ranked threat, one she could handle with ease.

  However, upon seeing it in person, she quickly realized she had severely underestimated her opponent.

  The demon's towering frame rivaled the tallest humans in the world, and its overwhelming presence sent shivers down her spine. The aura it emitted wasn’t that of a mere low-ranked demon—it was comparable to a medium-ranked one.

  Although she had experience defeating medium-ranked demons before, something about this one felt different. Instead of recklessly attacking, she decided the best course of action was to stall for time and focus on defense. Prioritizing long-range attacks over close combat seemed like the safest option.

  But unfortunately, the demon said its word for the first time.

  "Nah, I'd win."

  The moment those words left its mouth, she knew—this was no ordinary demon.

  The demon was too strong for her.

  A low ranked, more like upper middle ranked!

  She was kicked an punched repeatedly without a chance of fighting back, her only chance was getting on defense. Then, at the crucial moment, the demon seized her by the head. That was her greatest mistake.

  A sickening crack echoed through the air as the demon shattered a vital bone in her body.

  Pain coursed through her, and helplessness set in. The realization of what was to come filled her mind.

  Was she about to be dragged to the demon realm?

  A dark thought crossed her mind.

  "Should I kms?"

  But before despair could embrace her, an legendary overture from the cssic series was heard.

  The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.

  The song kept pying, and the demon froze in its track, feeling that something wasn't right.

  Then, as the melody reached its climax, a voice cut through the air.

  "Do you feel lucky punk?"

  That was the st thing the magical girl heard, before losing consciousness.

  Change of POVAfter getting home, I remembered something important.

  But I kept forgetting. What did I forget.

  "Must have been the wind," I gnced at the system prompt, "Now, it's time for my reward!"

  DING

  GTA SYSTEMTask CompletedCongrats, host! You are the best??

  You teach the demon who is the real tough guy. Here your pocket money (5)

  When I get to my home, five dolr were in my hand. Just the smell of money were good.

  "Oh, money is the best," I sniffed the money.

  I now had 6 dolr on my piggy bank.

  Let me tell you something, dolr is still the best currency in the world. With just a single dolr, I could buy as much candy as I wanted, while the local currency could barely get me a few pieces.

  "Truly, money was still everything."

  I let my body hit the cold floor with a thud. After dealing with the demon and rewarded, I felt loss of what to do next.

  Maybe it was the effect of being in a child's body again, experiencing a rush of dopamine only to lose it to exhaustion.

  My eyes wandered across the room. It was silent. Empty. There was no one here but me.

  I wondered what would happened to me, the one who dream to be a mafia boss.

  But fate grant me something entirely in the form of a child body with great power. But still, I rather had my old body even if it didn't had 6 muscle pack.

  I hovered my hands to close my eyes. It felt so small and delicate.

  Alone in home.

  Maybe a little nap wouldn't hurt.