Another day, another bunch of minions of the Dread Queen down, Alisha couldn’t help but think as she stepped into her bedroom.

The magical girl was... Well, today had honestly been a pretty good day. Sure, everywhere she went had a pretty good chance of turning out to be a front or target for the would-be world conquering Dread Queen, whose black magics and ability to create minions almost anywhere made the world tremble. But, so far, the villainess was zero-for-like-fifty in attacks on "S" City thanks to the heroic efforts of The White Falcons, a team of transforming magical girls whose combination of martial prowess and magical skill was very efficient at banishing the lesser minions - they barely even had a formal classifier - and the larger, heavily themed Dreads.

The fact that just four ordinary girls had been enough to stop the Queen this much must be driving the villainess crazy. Good. Hopefully she'd give up eventually. Alisha would rather get back to being able to handle more than three college classes at a time. All she had to do was-

Her phone was ringing on her bed. The ringtone was slightly lower pitched than her normal one. That meant she had to answer it as soon as possible, or call back as soon as she could if she was dealing with someone. This was very important.

She walked over to the phone, and picked it up, pressing talk and standing stiffly as her thoughts stopped. When receiving special messages from this number, she must not think. This was very important.

"Greetings, White Falcon Zwei," came the voice on the other end.

Alisha did not respond. She could only answer questions or things she was told to say. This was very important.

The voice continued, "Status report of latest operation."

Alisha immediately responded, emotionlessly, "The battle went exactly to expectations. No White Falcons were injured, all Class-D servants were removed, and the Dread attained its objective."

"Good, good. I... Hmm. Allow me to monologue a moment~", the figure responded.

Alisha did not reply, just listening to the call, her face and gaze blank. This was very important.

"The plot is continuing almost perfectly, thanks to you four. Every victory convinces the police and military that you're keeping the world safe, and so they don't investigate closer; even if someone complains about a theft or two, it's assumed to just be damage from the Dread. I'm already so very, very much closer to my true victory."

Alisha did not reply.

"Honestly, I didn't even need to call you, except to test that everything is still going to plan. My perfect little distractions... I'll have to reward you when all this is done. For now, when I hang up, you'll just forget this entire conversation and go on with your evening." 

Still no response. And then, a 'beep' as the call disconnected.

Alisha blinked, lowering her phone in front of her to open her texts, not realizing it had been raised a second earlier. "Okay... Wonder with Jackie's up to."