Corrupted? This Retired Magical Girl Won't Allow It!

Pale, this genuine, world's first magical girl, was enjoying an unprecedented leisurely retirement life. So what if it's the end of the magical era—hunting wild monsters here and there, secretly snatching magic stones. Occasionally when the mood struck, she'd tease those newborn, naive yet passionate young magical girls, watching them earnestly shout their slogans—it was simply the finest entertainment in her mundane days. "So, are you now admitting that you're in cahoots with those witches and magical creatures?" Pale was hanging upside down in midair, her carefully groomed gray long hair hanging down in disarray, her black gothic dress that perfectly outlined her body's curves now flipped upside down. She looked down at the young magical girls who had once been "teased" by her, now surrounding her below with cold eyes full of hostility, their magic wands charged and ready in their hands. Tears of regret nearly slipped from the corners of her eyes. "Heaven have mercy! I only stole just a teensy tiny bit of magic stones!" "What is this collar thing? Why does it tighten whenever I use magic power?" "Damn it! When I was conquering far and wide, you weren't even born yet!" "Hohohohoho! What kind of magic is this heart on my belly? I've never seen it before!" "Wuu wuu ying ying, I really didn't collude with magical creatures..." "Water magic and such, I don't want to learn it!"