For all the happiness you wish for someone, someone else gets cursed
with equal misery. That's how it works for magical girls, and that's how
it is for me. I was so stupid, so stupid.

All I can do now is kill witches, that's my new purpose in life. I'm
useless otherwise. I'm just a walking corpse pretending like I'm still
alive. Who's gonna help me now? The way I am, who'd want to? Why even
think about?

Hey, Mami? I was wondering if you make a wish, does it have to be for yourself?