Short story: Alice Margatroid WG Sequence (Patreon)

This novel corresponds to "Alice Margatroid WG Sequence 2024.10" uploaded today. https://www.patreon.com/posts/alice-margatroid-114301883 ① to ④ are linked to the first to fourth pages, respectively. The novel itself has been uploaded on another site, but the English translation will be uploaded to this site only as a trial, machine translated. I would like to use it as a reference, so I would be happy if you could give me your feedback on the quality of the translation and whether you would like to see more prototypes like this in the future.

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①.140.12/27

Clear (Miasma: Strong)

Today, Marisa gave me a big mirror.

She said it was a "thank you for helping me with the big cleaning."

While I was cleaning, I told her it was too good for the "garbage house," but I never thought I'd get it.

However, Marisa said that this mirror is a cursed magic item that "gives convenient hallucinations in exchange for the opposite attribute."

Do you think you can make such threats to me?

And I've lived here for much longer than Marisa, who is always going crazy from the monster mushrooms, so there's no way I'd be affected by such an illusion now.

That's ridiculous.

I don't really understand what "opposite attributes" means, but I thought it was stupid so I didn't ask about it.

At night, I hung the mirror in the space next to the door in the living room that was just empty.

The frame of the mirror was ordinary, lacking even the extravagant decorations that are common with magic items of this kind, but the mirror itself was beautiful and shone like crystal.

I remembered that while cleaning the trash house, I had somehow been drawn to the beauty of the bluish mirror surface and had complained to Marisa that it was a waste.

...I figured no one would be looking anyway, so while changing into my pajamas, I tried to look at my whole body in the mirror.

It had been a while since I had a good look at myself in my underwear.

My waist seemed thinner than before, but my breasts seemed bigger, and my thighs seemed thicker too.

Is my face smaller too?

...Not a bad thing.

After putting on a solo fashion show for a while, I went to bed.

I might have really liked that mirror.

Meals: Breakfast: 1 piece of bread Lunch: 1 plate of pasta Dinner: 1 piece of bread, 1 apple, and 1 soup each Memorandum: I think I'll go grocery shopping tomorrow

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②.141.11/5

Cloudy (Miasma: Probably strong)

Recently, I've felt heavy.

I think I've been feeling this way since spring.

It's like my muscles have weakened... No, it's like I have extra weight on my whole body.

This feeling has been getting stronger and stronger.

Since around summer, I've also started to feel like my body is hitting the doorway for some reason.

Even though it's not hitting me at all in my field of vision. I wonder why.

That was fixed after we remodeled it.

Also, when I walk, I stumble from side to side for some reason, and I feel something strange in the lower part of my stomach...The feeling of holding something in my hand...For example, when I hold an apple, I feel like it's just soft and squishy.

I sometimes feel short of breath when I lie down.

I don't know the cause.

But maybe I'm a little sick.

It's been really muggy lately.

Maybe I've caught a cold.

Is my brain's senses numb?

But there are other possible reasons why I feel like my body has gotten heavier.

Am I fat?

Me?

No way.

I always weigh in at around 55kg on the scale, and in that full-length mirror I can see the same lines of my body as before.

...

Just before going to bed today, I looked in the mirror in my underwear.

Although I've only been wearing light clothes lately, so I haven't taken off much.

Today, too, my figure is in good shape.

From my small face to my slender neck, my collarbone is clearly visible.

My breasts are as big as my head, but below that they are tightly squeezed before giving way to wide hips.

And my two thighs feel just the right amount of flesh and softness.

...Since I got this full-length mirror, I've become a narcissist.

But it's pretty hard to actually look like this...yeah.

Suddenly, I pick up the apple that was on the table next to me.

The strange feeling in my hand continues.

Why am I seeing objects other than myself through the mirror?

There was still a possibility for the strange feeling I had written about earlier.

...I could be hallucinating something.

Because that was the only other thing I could think of.

But my beloved mirror only reflected a woman and a small apple.

This possibility was not there after all.

Of course.

There's no way I could be affected by illusions.

Just to be on the safe side, I had the doll bring the weighing scale as well.

The scale made a strange cracking noise as soon as I stepped on it.

I was startled, but when I stood on it again, the needle properly read 55.1 kg.

Right, there's no problem.

The scale had been making a creaking noise before, so it was probably just old.

I also kept a particularly detailed record of my meals today.

If the menu was the same as before, the possibility that I was gaining weight would be completely eliminated.

↓

Meals: apple apple apple

Apple apple apple

Apple apple apple

Apple apple apple apple

Apple apple apple apple

Apple apple apple apple

See, it's the same as before.

I'm normal.

It's confirmed that I'm not fat.

I crawled into bed with a feeling of relief.

However, after that I felt a little hungry and ate an apple.

...That's why I'm worried.

I'll manage my diet properly from tomor

ow on I'll keep a detailed record of my weight.

Weight: 55.4kg

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③.42.9.20

Probably sunny.

I'm writing this diary while munching on an apple in the morning.

I suddenly realized that I've been spending the last month or so in the living room.

I spend my time sitting in a chair, occasionally eating an apple.

I haven't been doing any magic research or doll-making lately.

It became very tedious.

But when I look in the mirror, I feel relieved to see that it still makes me look beautiful.

My stomach is flat, my face is small, my arms are thin, my legs are average, and only my breasts are large.

Yes, I am thin.

I bite into my morning apple.

It's not as fluffy as an apple would suggest...it feels incredibly sweet.

But the mirror reflects the apple properly.

It's delicious.

My stomach is growling and I'm satisfied.

Lately, the strange feeling I've had since a year ago has been getting stronger,

and no matter what I'm doing, I feel like I'm hitting something in the room.

I don't really understand.

I feel like it's difficult to move my face, arms, or legs.

But I guess I just lost a little muscle strength because I just became too cumbersome and relied on my dolls.

I have not gained weight.

The reason is obvious.

I bite into a morning apple.

Every day I spend my time messing around with the doll. I need to fix that a bit.

My appearance reflects me perfectly.

I took a bite into a morning apple.

Food: apple apple apple apple apple apple apple apple apple

: I'm not crazy.

Weight: 55.2kg, no change

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④.3.11.0

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I can't hold a pen well

I don't know why.

Eat an apple

Eat.

Eat.

It's fine to eat

It's fine

It's fine

55.5

Apple