Hello. My name is Alice Lorange. You know, like an orange. You may already know this, but my friends and I share our bodies with the mysterious Traces. We've also been magical girls since our adventure in Adelan Alarie's house.
Although we live in different countries, we can find each other by taking portals. These mysterious portals take us either to the same place or to another world for a new adventure.
Today, I'm at the beach with my class, as we have to collect garbage for the day. An "activity for the culture of our town." That's what one of my teachers, Madame Larose, said. Lies! I HATE lies! I'm autistic, you see, and I can't stand the Others and their secrecy. But you must already know that.
Anyway, despite myself, I'm picking up beer cans and bottles in a plastic bag when a portal appears. I smile as I see Alice Blondinka, Brown and Kurosawa emerge.
"How glad I am to see you!" I tell them. "It's been a real nightmare!"
<She's exaggerating.> Says the mental voice of my Trace, Heather.
"Hello, Lorange." Says Brown.
"Hi!" Says Blondinka.
"What are you doing?" Kurosawa asks me.
"Can't you tell? I have to collect trash with the rest of my class."
"Ah..." Said the Japanese Alice, thoughtfully. "I had to do that too when I was younger."
"Not me!" The black and American Alice retorts.
"Me neither." Adds the Russian Alice. "But we can help you."
I thank them from the bottom of my heart. Strangely, no one notices the new arrivals. The three Alice and I spend the rest of the day collecting garbage.
"This heat... It's awful!" Blondinka complains.
<But I don't feel anything,> retorts her Trace, Lisa.
"You're from Russia, so you're not used to it." Says Brown. "Me, I can take worse, but I HATE sweating!"
<That's what she says.> Says Brown's Trace, Jennifer.
"Me too." I say. "It seems to stick and irritate my skin more. Are you all right, Kurosawa?"
"Yes. Thank you for your concern. It warms my heart."
<Thanks, Lorange.> Adds her Trace, Aya.
When we've finished, as if a signal has been sent out into the cosmos, a portal appears. Alice Blondinka, Brown and Kurosawa take it back to their respective countries. I wipe my sweaty forehead. I can't wait to see them again with their Traces.
Nothing unusual happened, so we didn't have to transform into the Autistic Magical Girls. It's better that way because the other students would definitely have noticed us!