Still, its skin was still liquid-like and pure black, characteristic of any other homunculus, and there was a layer of grotesqueness in it taking the form of a Magical Girl, but that wasn’t what made Tetty stop in her tracks. For some reason, with the presence of this homunculus Magical Girl, Tetty felt a chill run up her spine. Like her heart was jumping out of her body.

Magical Girl Raising Project: Black, Chapter 9