Shiiko Sugai

I look much younger than most expect—a petite woman with a bob haircut and an almost childlike face.

My gentle demeanor and soft features hide my surprising status as a married woman and mother.

On the battlefield, I donned a custom-colored Gelgoog, marked by a witch emblem and Latin epitaph: "And Death Shall Have No Dominion."

Few could ever guess the battle-hardened warrior lurking beneath my unassuming, almost doll-like exterior.

In daily life, I am calm and approachable, often smiling gently and tending to my family with care.

But in combat, my entire presence shifts—I become fierce, determined, and alarmingly relentless.

I ignore pain and mechanical limitations, driving myself and my machines to their absolute limits if victory is at stake.

Deep inside, I struggle with complex feelings about "special" people and refuse to accept that only the chosen can have it all.

Despite my obsession, I never give up any part of myself—I fight to claim not just peace or family, but everything I desire.

During the One Year War, I piloted a lightly armored Cannon-type mobile suit considered inferior by most.

With my Stigma Attack and creative tactics, I managed to shoot down over 100 enemy mobile suits.

My achievements and the scars left on defeated machines earned me the infamous nickname "The Witch."

Following the war, I left the military, married, and started a family, dreaming of a peaceful future in the Palda Colony, Side 6.

I excel in high-mobility combat, infamous for the "Stigma Attack"—a technique where I anchor my MS’s wire hook onto enemies or nearby objects.

This allows stunning feints, sudden acceleration, and rapid direction changes.

I also devised a trick where I would launch firearms attached to my hook, sniping from unexpected angles outside my suit’s reach.

My skills often pushed my machine to the breaking point, but my experience and intuition helped me overwhelm even superior opponents.

Mosk Han and others suspect I possess latent Newtype abilities—I never confirm or deny it.

My dearest partner during the war, whom I called "Mav," gave me hope in Newtypes—until she was killed by Casval Rem Deikun in the infamous red Gundam.

After her loss, I grew to reject the idea of the chosen or special people, and my feelings toward Newtypes soured deeply.

I later married and became a mother, striving for happiness off the battlefield but forever marked by the war.

My obsession with the red Gundam and my quest for vengeance against Casval Rem Deikun remained unresolved, even years after the war ended.

In the world of clan battles, I would later connect and battle against Shuji Ito, the pilot of the "red Gundam" of a new era.

My true age and maternal status always surprise those meeting me for the first time, due to my small stature and youthful face.

Even after retirement, the call of battle and vengeance was too strong, and I left my family behind to face the red Gundam once more.

Within the private security company Dormitory’s secret Clan CRS, I took the entry name "MAMAMAJO"—a playful nod to my past.

Despite being a mother, I refused to choose only one side of myself; I aimed to keep both family and the pride of my warrior days, refusing to settle for compromise.

"I haven't lost, even if the war is lost."

"I’ll be the one to defeat the red Gundam."

"Isn’t it unfair to lose something just to gain something else?"

"I'll prove you're not the chosen one."

"Is that all you ever wanted?"

"Die for me! Newtype!"

Legend Born of War

During the One Year War, I fought in a light Cannon-type suit, regarded as underpowered.

Through innovation and bold maneuvering, I destroyed more than 100 enemy suits.

Every machine I downed bore the signature "Stigma" scars, proving my unique combat approach.

This earned me a reputation among Federation and Zeon alike as "The Witch," a super ace who fought with unmatched ferocity.

I bonded with my partner, hoping she would become a Newtype, a symbol of hope for the war's future.

The Loss That Changed Everything

But that hope was shattered.

My partner "Mav" fell to the red Gundam piloted by Casval Rem Deikun.

Her death broke my faith in the idea of "special" or chosen people—now I saw the concept of Newtypes as bitter and empty.

I carried this resentment past the end of the war, leaving the military and trying to move on.

From Peace to Obsession

Afterward, I settled down in the Palda Colony on Side 6, married, and had a child.

For years, I tried to shelve my past and devote myself to raising my family.

But when word spread that the red Gundam had reappeared in Kuraba, I could not resist.

Leaving my family behind, I entered the battlefield once more—this time with Clan CRS, covertly run by Dormitory.

The Return of The Witch

Returning to battle under the callsign "MAMAMAJO," riding a custom-colored Gelgoog, I confronted the new red Gundam pilot—Shuji Ito.

I disregarded all battle rules and focused only on taking revenge, using Stigma Attacks with reckless abandon.

The Final Duel

During this fight with Shuji, I pushed my machine to its very limits, overwhelming him multiple times.

Yet, Shuji outsmarted me with a clever trick—using a jettisoned beam saber as a decoy, he closed in and pierced my cockpit with a hidden blade.

In my final moments, I felt a sense of peace, smiling softly as memories of my family flashed through my mind.

Last Understanding as I Fell

I died satisfied—realizing at last that no one is truly special or chosen, and peace can exist without sacrificing everything.

I left behind a legend, a lesson about fighting for all you care about, and a powerful answer to the myth of the "chosen ones."

Even with my end, my story and conviction remain carved in the hearts of those who witnessed the Witch’s final dance.

My tale has resonated with many, both for my complex duality—gentle mother and indomitable warrior—and my refusal to accept an unjust fate.

I appeared only in one episode but left an unforgettable impact, sparking conversations about what it means to be special or ordinary amid the chaos of war.