(Translator Note: just an fyi its uncomfortable for me to translate this. so trigger warning for japanese pseudo-pedo culture)

Humans are drawn to innocence.

The heart undergoes irreversible growth, and eventually loses its innocence.
That’s why people are captivated by symbols of purity.

Yes, by the symbol of loli innocence.

“…T‑this is Kei when she was little.”
“She’s so cute… Eh, like a doll? Has she become a doll? She’s incredibly cute… Isn’t it almost too cute? Isn’t that cuteness enough to be regulated?”

On the bed, a silver‑haired little girl sits with a plop.
Dressed in children’s pajamas, her face gently flushed, her expression dazed.
She is the ultimate perfect little girl.

With this, I could fight real opponents!

So, hello, it’s me.
Yes, a loli.
Therefore, I can touch other lolis.

yes lolita, yes touch!
The law is on my side!

“Fuwaaaa! She is so cute! Look at me!”

Nameless says this and snaps picture after picture of me with her camera.
Come to think of it, she’s trespassing, isn’t she?

But I’m deeply grateful for giving me this form…
Even if she’s my enemy, a troublesome Sorciera fan, a beautiful girl is a beautiful girl!

Beautiful girls are bearers of blessings.
In Aztec murals, beautiful girls are depicted on par with the sun god.

Since Nameless turned me into a loli, I must give my thanks.
And gratitude must be shown through action.

I am now discarding all remaining reason.

Until now, I have intellectually controlled the beautiful‑girl particles with reason.
But now isn’t the time to manipulate them with instinct?

Surrender to the instinct eroded by physical age, and fulfill my duty as a loli.

What matters is the resolve born of innocence.
To do that, I must throw away the dirty reason and common sense of becoming an adult.

Sorry, Star‑reading Staff.
I’m going alone to a new stage.

“Mm.”

Looking upward, I gaze at Clam‑chan.
My arms wide, stretching myself as much as I can.

“Hug me tight.”

“W‑what!?!?”

First, I will mess up this girl’s emotions.

I’ll show her the performance of my limited‑time form, Loliciera!
From this moment, my self melts away.

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Clam’s brain sparks at these impossible words and actions.

“—Hug me tight.”

Kei, saying that and holding her arms wide, looks much younger than usual.

“E‑Kei? Are you mocking me?”

“…Mhm.”

After hearing Clam’s words, Kei puffs her cheeks and visibly becomes sulky.
Clam panics, and Nameless laughs as she explains.

“Even last time, it happened, but the Trans Anchor is very compatible with her. When she becomes a loli, her mind adjusts accordingly.”
“So, so now Kei is really a loli…?”

While Clam is in shock, Kei turns to Rinka.
And she holds her arms wide in the same way.

“Hug me tight.”
“Eh, m‑me!? …Is that okay?”
“Yeah. Clam won’t hug me tight.”
“I will! I will, so look at me! Look, I’ll hug you tight! I’ll touch you!?”

Clam desperately spreads her arms, but Kei turns away.
Yet Clam doesn’t give up.

“T‑ta‑dah! Look at this, it’s a frog toy!”

With that, Clam summons the Man‑eating Frog Murder Frog to bounce around Kei.
This autonomous bomb of destruction now desperately plays the clown for its master.

It hops lightly like a toy, swelling its throat and croaks.
Kei watches it, her eyes lighting up.

“Frog‑san!”

Kei giggles and catches the frog.
Then she presses it against her cheek like a plushie.

Clam decides right then to name this individual “Ace‑kun” and cherish it for life—but that’s another story.

The more pressing issue is Kei, now turned into a little girl.

“…Hey, what do we do now?”
“What should we do? I don’t have a toy kids like Clam.”
“What are you worrying about?”

Rinka, who’s lived as an intelligence agent for years, is clearly struck by seeing someone she likes in a child’s form.
The violent cuteness, something she’d never admit in Silver Twilight—Rinka is already conquered.

“Thanks, Clam!”
“Huh!?”

Did Kei like the Man‑eating Frog? Approaching Clam with a carefree smile, she hugged her.
For some reason, Kei now smells sweet, and with her warm body Clam is overwhelmed by guilt.
Still, she couldn’t let go.

No, more than that, Clam will now accelerate.

“Hey, Kei. Would you call me ‘Clam‑onee‑chan’?”
“…Eh?”

Kei, still hugging, looks up at Clam.
Tilting her head, she opens her mouth.

“Clam‑onee‑chan…?”
“!”

Clam pulls out the Echi Tankchi again from her Extension Zone.
Clenching it firmly, she tries to attach it to Kei.

But—:

“Ma, Ma‑chan’s…!?”

Clam’s remaining reason is using the Man‑eating Frog to restrain her arms.
The frogs, desperately trying to stop their master’s breakdown, leap onto Clam, halting the Echi Tankchi just before it’s attached to Kei.

“Ah, there are so many frogs! Everyone, let’s be friends with me!”

Seeing the frogs hopping around, Kei happily separates from Clam.
Then she starts bouncing on the bed with them.

Watching that, Clam exhales slowly.

“…Dangerous. My sanity was taken away in an instant.”
“You okay? If you’re uneasy I can hold that for you?”
“No, I’m fine. No matter who has it, the result would be the same.”

Neither Clam nor Rinka will stay sane like this.

This is a lone figure who never lets people get close.
Facing the side Sorciera once had, she cannot remain sane.

What currently keeps Clam connected is that she knows how much Sorciera agonizes living as herself.

(As I thought, Kei was just a normal girl… …Smiling so innocently, so happy. I can’t throw our filthy desires onto a child like that!)

Clam steels herself.
She readies the Echi Tankchi.

“—Ei!”

She attaches it to her own neck.

The Echi Tankchi wraps around her neck and attaches itself.
Like a purple choker, it’s the world’s only pervy gadget crafted by a genius mechanic at Fectom.

With a little girl in front of her, Clam’s act of putting it on herself is perversely courageous.

“Clam… you’re disabling the Echi Tankchi by wearing it yourself…!?”
“With this, it can’t be used. I didn’t ask how to remove it, so until Miyume performs that for me later, it absolutely won’t come off!”

Clam’s eyes snap wide open.
Seeing that, Kei comes closer again, curious.

She looks at the Echi Tankchi on Clam’s neck, eyes glowing.

“So cute. Show me it!”
“Eh… ah, alright.”

Clam nods and leans down.
Kei smiles fully and presses close—touching Clam’s neck.

“It has shiny bells. I want this too.”
“Nnh!”

『Echi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi!』

At the moment of touching, Clam lets out a lewd moan.
At the same time, the Echi Tankchi activates, and detection sounds flow from the bell‑shaped speaker.

“Hey, I hear something.”
“Is it this bell? Hey, Clam‑onee‑chan, I want this too.”
“No, you can’t.”

『Echi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi—』

While Kei pats her neck, Clam blushes red and endures.
But perhaps reaching her limit, she gently lifts Kei onto her back and places her in the center of the bed.
Then she steps back to Rinka’s side.

“It seems when Kei touches me there, it becomes an erogenous zone. So I can’t let her touch me now.”
“What are you saying with such a serious face?”

Clam’s face as she explains is resolute and filled with pain.
Meanwhile, the detection sound finally stops at her neck.

“—So? Did you two enjoy it?”

Suddenly, Nameless asks.
She, still filming by the bed, glances from the camera and looks pleased at the two.

Here, the outcome has been decided.

“So, isn’t she pretty cute? Kei‑chan, come here.”
“Okay.”

Kei moves on the bed, frog in hand, and sits in front of Nameless.
Nameless strokes her head gently with a smile.

Kei, being stroked, squirms a bit but never lets go.

“The more loli Kei is, the more magical power she consumes. So what we’re going to do now is exactly one thing.”

Nameless looks at the two and says:
“Let’s play with tiny Kei‑chan!”
“I’ll play!”

Now apparently feeling better, Kei raises a fist holding the frog and laughs excitedly.

Their playful forms are caught by the camera set up in the room’s corner.