I'm a ghost story witch in Tokyo

Chapter 67 67. Victoria Bitter
The witches who left the airship early were already sitting around the bonfire, gagging, and the atmosphere was as happy as a party scene.The charcoal fire in the barbecue oven is burning vigorously, and the barbecue skewers with ingredients are automatically rotated on the oven.

The principle is to construct a set of continuous [Cooking Magic Barbecue] spells, let it manipulate barbecue sticks, add seasonings and keep the charcoal burning. It is a high-level magic, which is much more difficult than the magic used for making tea. .

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the photography team, there are not a few witches with high abilities.They seem to be slender and fragile, and when they want to fight, one is more ruthless than the other.

Fujinaga mentioned before that the lighting division used to be a self-defense officer of the Maritime Self-Defense Force. After retiring, he came to work as a lighting division in a magazine under the Fujinaga Foundation, and sometimes worked part-time as a security guard for the team.The other staff also have their own skills, which should not be underestimated.

The appearance of Fujinaga made the noisy witches instantly silent. Their expressions were like students who were still talking after the bell rang, and were caught by the head teacher who suddenly passed by the class.

Guilty, panic, all kinds of emotions fell to the ground, and the facial expressions became rich and changeable.

"Miss Fujinaga...good evening."

The witches put down the beer and skewers in their hands, for fear of being criticized by the boss on the spot.

The witches who have seen the eldest lady's temper are very worried that they will be blamed, although it is not necessarily working time, as long as the boss says yes, it must be.

In the silence of the camp, the crash of the waves and the crackling of the coals became clear.The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

"You can play, but don't affect your work. It's best to go to bed before two o'clock. You have to gather at 04:30 in the morning to start shooting. After the shooting, there is still a lot of time to catch up on sleep and free activities. Don't delay the shooting because of personal affairs. Rest early , I will take Miss Sakuma to familiarize myself with the environment first."

Fujiyong, who is only 17 years old this year, looks inexplicably like an elderly company cadre standing in front of a group of witches in their 20s.Ordinary speeches were treated as lectures, and the witches didn't even dare to raise their heads too high.

The lighting master who had been a mercenary was also standing among this group of people. He was tall and had a very respectful expression on his face. He had obviously succumbed to the power of capital long ago.

Money, power and status are insurmountable moats for ordinary people. If Fujinaga's identity is replaced by ordinary passer-by witches, these witches will definitely not obey her orders and will willingly accept her orders.

They almost wrote "I'm not leaving soon" written on their faces. Rui Ji saw everything clearly, but didn't point it out.

The harsh management style makes the employees feel dissatisfied. They endure the negative feelings brought by the workplace because of their wages, and they are obsequious in front of the boss.

Fujinaga seems to be the kind of witch who will be particularly strict and even force employees.She is ruthless to others, and she is even more ruthless to herself behind her back.

The atmosphere was so embarrassing that it was stagnant. The person involved didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.Rui Ji couldn't bear the scene where everyone was silent, so she wanted to help this friend save his respect.

"Miss means to have fun and don't worry about us. Last but not least, pay attention to rest, go to work on time in the morning, good night."

After finishing speaking, she pulled Fuji Yong away, leaving some private space for the witches of the photography team.

Activities involving the boss are not destined to be fun unless the boss can get along well with the employees.That is basically impossible, just like the royal family and civilians, capitalists and employees, the two have different starting points, empathy with each other is just a beautiful fantasy.

The two walked hand in hand on a long and narrow white sandy beach. The dense palm trees blocked the burning bonfire in the camp, the noisy human voices, the clang of glass wine bottles, and the sizzling sound of charcoal barbecue, all hidden in the gentle waves in the sound.

A large number of glowing coral reefs grow under the shallows. Tourists walking on the beach do not need to use lighting work or magic. The sea water will always show a light blue color with a sense of hierarchy. The deeper the water, the darker the light.

Under the reflection of the luminous sea water, the sandy ground under his feet is very close to finely ground silver in color.

Sandy beaches like this are rarely seen in Japan.

"You have chosen a good place, it is an environment that can impress those tricky readers."

Rui Ji called up the camera function of her mobile phone, took a group of photos of the shallows and sand, and sent them to Jing Liu who was still on the field in Kyushu Island.The time difference between Japan and Sydney is only one hour, and now Japan is just getting ready for midnight.

Midnight happens to be the best working time for a ghost witch, and all kinds of ghost stories will wander around. As expected, Jingliu really doesn't have time to reply. When she is working, she will turn her mobile phone to the do not disturb mode.

Rui Ji is not worried about the safety issue. At this stage, Jingliu is better than her. Secondly, the witch who went to Kyushu is not only Jingliu, but also five other witches.

Along the way, they hardly spoke.

Passing by a huge gray rock on the way, the top of the rock is flat and smooth. Fujinaga chose it as a temporary rest area, and bought two bottles of beer in brown cylindrical glass bottles at a nearby beach convenience store.

The beer bottle looks like pesticide no matter how it looks. The product name is Victoria Bitter, a famous beer from Victoria, Australia.

"Highly recommend you try this one, it's great."

"Miss also drinks common people's food?"

"Please, I'm just a little unreasonable, and I'm not ignorant of the world. I cut myself and society into two parts. The witches I know may have contempt for the common people. They won't drink cheap 300 yen a can Beer, 450 yen a box of instant noodles. That has nothing to do with me, I often take the opportunity of work to secretly try some rebellious things.”

Fujinaga flicked off the iron cap that locked the mouth of the bottle with his bare hands, and immediately took a big gulp.

"Hiss... cool."

"Oh my God, you refreshed my understanding of you."

Rui Ji imitated her movements to pry open the bottle cap, and also took a breath.

The taste of Victoria Bitter is a bit subtle to her. It has a faint malt aroma, not sweet at all, and the bitterness is very heavy. After drinking it, she will not feel refreshed. Except for a tingling sensation on the tip of the tongue, the rest is all bitter.

The bitterness dissipated quickly, rounding up to nothing, and her evaluation was not as good as Liquan beer () which cost two or three yuan.

Although he didn't like it very much, Rui Ji still managed to finish the beer.The process of gulping down the drink itself is very pleasant, and the beautiful sea view and comfortable evening wind can minimize the bad taste as much as possible.

The taste of the rich is really hard to fathom. Fujinaga didn't feel satisfied after drinking one bottle, so he went to buy two more bottles.There must be something hidden in the transformation of a witch from a meticulous study freak to a drunkard.

"Are you broken in love? Or is it that being alienated by the employees under the banner made you feel a strong gap in your mood?"

(End of this chapter)