Candy Wizard and Travel

Ah, I'm sorry, the magic power injected by Lady Irena has been exhausted. Please don't blame her. She was really careful this time. Also, thank you for sorting it out for me last time. See you next time. "

She folded her hands in front of her belly, bowed slightly, and turned into an old-fashioned broom in the smoke.

Frankly speaking, it's really strange to have the same appearance and voice as Irena, especially since this character... is somewhat similar to him, which is impressive.

In this way, there is one more item that Xidi cares about.

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The weather is getting colder day by day. After counting the days, a certain pair of sisters who work in a hotel, the New Year in their hometown is coming, and it seems that if they send their greetings now, they can almost arrive in time for the festival.

There has been a cultural shock in recent years, and there has been some confusion. There have been disputes over the New Year. Well, it doesn't matter if you are wrong, just treat it as an advance greeting - best wishes and happiness in the new year.

Okay, that's not the case.

Xidi rummaged through the drawer and found a stack of letter paper with a classic incense scent. The texture was very good, with cherry blossoms and bamboo leaves faintly visible on the background. She bought it while traveling in the East. The seller said it was spices produced in ancient countries. ,very popular.

Now that I think about it, there is probably some element of IQ tax.

A certain little black-haired girl who didn't look very smart was unexpectedly knowledgeable. She smiled and said that only a lady from the royal family could afford such a thing, and its popularity dates back to the Heian Era. I am sending a letter now. It's more casual. Is that kind of paper intended for writing love letters?

Laughed at by an idiot.

Xidi was not annoyed and asked with a smile when it was. The little girl counted on her fingers for a long time, blushed and hesitated.

It had to be her sister. The girl who looked like her said a very distant number. A few centuries ago, there were no magicians in Japan at that time.

It's also interesting to think about.

Although a little noisy, the straightforward guy Xidi is not annoying and is quite pleasant to get along with. She just needs to keep a good distance, otherwise her sister will not be so happy.

He took a piece of paper as the manuscript paper and tried to draw a few words. The writing feel was quite good. After finishing the manuscript, Xidi sat upright and dipped his quill in ink:

"Greetings for a long time, Saya, Mina, recently..."

……

Originally I just wanted to write a letter, but when I thought about the fact that the person was living in a foreign land and I hadn’t seen him for a long time, it felt inappropriate to have just one letter. We are not in the age when letters from home are worth tens of thousands of dollars, so it is not a hassle to send something, so I would like to give some. alright.

It seemed like another big pack at the end.

There is a custom of "lucky money" in the Eastern cultural circle. The elders who are already working should put coins in red envelopes for the juniors who are familiar and close to them. As lucky money, it means a safe and sound new year.

Sooner or later, Saya and Mina will be the disciples of Uncle Shira, and they will become his junior sisters. They are also a family. Seeing that Fran can still go to Victorique's house for dinner, we know that their relationship is quite close. The red envelope is not out of the ordinary.

I encountered a small problem here. The currency in circulation here is only gold, silver and copper. It’s not that it can’t be wrapped, but it’s just...well, the red paper will break after a few times. It will be embarrassing to leak out. Please fold it a few times. Or wrap it in several layers without looking like it’s a red envelope.

After flipping through the book, Xidi's response was to follow the example of ancient Eastern times, weave a delicate knot with red rope, stuff it with a gold coin, and then put it into the red envelope. This thing should be a token of appreciation, not too much, not too much. A little, enough for them to have a good meal and go out to buy some snacks or something.

In the end, I only remembered it when I saw Mayuko.

He made a piece of clothing for each of them, which was probably called a small furisode - the new explanation was that the old name of kimono was Wufu, which caused confusion.In short, it is this thing. Xidi just made it according to Master Mal's manual, no matter what it is called, and it has a matching white lining.

Thanks to magic, the base price of such a complicated thing in Japan with better materials is one hundred gold coins. Depending on the craftsmanship, materials and the reputation of the maker, it can be doubled. Using magic is cheap and fast, and the appearance is very different. Difference.

——If they really followed their craftsmanship, Mal should throw the Oriental style doll into the trash can.

Dress more grandly during the New Year. The lives of the sisters cannot be said to be tight on a budget, but they are still far from being comfortable without planning. This is a necessary exercise to become an independent magician. It is not appropriate to give too much money, so give a set of clothes. never mind.

The size issue, Saya's... is a bit tragic to say, but you can use his, and there is no problem if you slightly change the height; as for Mina's kid——

Xidi glanced at Irena, who was shrinking on the sofa, and secretly shook her head.

The gap between people...

There may be some differences based on visual inspection. He made it looser and has waist adjustment, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

After being properly installed, the surroundings were filled with cushioning and anti-seismic materials, and finally each was placed in a wooden box with their names written on paper.

"Hmm...it feels a little weird."

Xidi tore off the paper again. Anyway, the letter was inside and the names were written on the envelope, so the two sisters would not be separated.

It’s almost noon again after I’m busy. It doesn’t matter if I go out to send something. If there are too many people in line to register, the speed will be very slow. Then lunch will be much later, and Teacher Fran will have to lie weakly on the sofa and pretend to be dead. .

There is no way, the Peaceful Country is too special, and the nearest association branch is some distance away.

This place is literally peaceful, and even the surrounding countries are very calm. The last time marked on the association's map was a flood decades ago. The magicians who come here are either hanging around or retiring, and none of them are causing trouble. Therefore, it is judged that the establishment There is absolutely no need for a branch office, only people come every month to perform regular invigilation and evaluation work.

Xidi also sent other items with the letter. At this time, it is safer to entrust the association with special personnel to transport them.

When he hesitated, Irena looked up.

"Senior brother, are you going out?"

"Ah."

He decided to cook some curry or something and put it aside.

"If you send something to the association, you have to go to a far away country. Are you worrying about lunch? Leave it to me." Junior sister jumped off the sofa and smoothed her sleeves. "I will cook for the teacher at noon. Senior brother wants Want one?"

Irena was a little excited. She hadn't cooked alone for a while, and she basically helped her senior brothers. Now that she had a chance to show herself, the confident girl did her best.

"Well... then I'll leave it to you. What are you going to do?"

“My best stew.”

"Okay, please do my part. If I don't come back at eleven o'clock... No, don't worry, just do it normally."

Some books on education he read said that parents should give their children opportunities to express themselves. I guess the same applies to masters and disciples, so they will not disturb her enthusiasm.

Xidi nodded slightly and picked up the wooden box.

Irena walked in front and opened the door for him, "Senior brother, walk slowly."

"I'm just looking forward to little Irena's craftsmanship."

……

Fran fumbled out of the study room dizzy, holding on to the wall along the way.

The delicate operation of magic power is more troublesome than expected. She feels very hungry now. Normally, if she hasn't left the study for such a long time, Xiao Xidi will come over with tea and snacks to take a look. It's a little strange today.

The smell of food wafted through the living room.

Ok……

It's a stew, and it's delicious with butter, but I feel like... is Xiao Xidi sick today?Why does this taste like Irena's handiwork?

"Ah!"

A small sneeze came from the kitchen, followed by the disciple's voice.

"Teacher, please help me get the tableware. Senior brother is out."

Really.

However, Irena's craftsmanship is also good, but now she is hungry and all she can think about is the disciple's meal. The feeling now is that there is a gap between a big meal and a roadside stall. It is inevitable that she will be a little disappointed. This is human nature.

"coming--"

Weak.

Irena didn't notice the teacher's little complaint, and was focused on thinking about her senior brother's comments.

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"I am back."

Sending things went smoothly, with no queues and no unexpected situations. His resume was recorded on the association's badge. As the Nightingale Witch's No. [-] tool, he handed over more tasks than the newcomer who received him signed. He said that the senior was running away. Come and run.

Candy was given as a thank you gift.

On the way back, I estimated that Irena had just finished cooking when I got home.

"Senior brother!" Irena put down the pot and trotted over to help him take off his hat and hang it aside. "It's just right. Try my stew."

On the table.

Fran didn't show any obvious dissatisfaction. She also liked Irena's food. In the past, she was not a witch who paid attention to oral and tongue desires. She was used to it by her disciples. After eating, she didn't care anymore. She whispered to the person next to her. Xi Di was talking.

"You are waiting for Irena to come back after you are ready, right?"

"Well, I haven't seen her do anything for a long time. Wouldn't it be to the teacher's liking to give her a chance to try?"

"How could it be? She had been cooking for a month before you came."

"If you exploit students like this, my uncle will always nag you when he sees you."

"Ah ha ha……"

That's not only Irena's dark history, it's also hers, pretending to be an irresponsible bad person - she plays the role very well, can't she act as her true self?But it really wasn't out of my heart, and it's still a bit embarrassing to mention it.

Irena politely waited for them to finish talking, then looked at Xi Di expectantly: "Brother, how are you?"

"It was done with great care. Irena studied magic so hard, but she can make this dish so well. She must like it very much." Xi Di gave a pertinent comment.

"Yes, my mother's favorite is stew, and she taught me some," her tone became lively, and then she glanced at Fran, "Also, I made it for the teacher. I practiced it for a month."

"Ahaha... stop talking..."

Fran covered her cheeks in embarrassment.

If she tells what happened when Irena cried, she can change it, especially the sentence "A gentle and lovely traveler who can listen to me and make sweet things is a thousand times better than you." Ten thousand times the witch", it's a pity that it can't be replaced.

Fran is a gentle and good-natured person. If she could learn housework skills and execution skills from her disciples, she would be a perfect character, but it's a pity that she doesn't.A gentleman can be bullied, and good people are always pointed at a gun.

"I'm just kidding," Irena smiled warmly, "That month was a bit hard, but I'm still very grateful to you, Teacher Fran."

"Don't say such things suddenly..." The witch turned away again.

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As a result, the stew was cold, so Hidi brought it back to heat it up, and showed Irena how to use spices to make the taste richer.

Fran finished her meal quickly and began her usual habit of curling up on the sofa to rest.

"Sure enough, the teacher still dislikes me." Irena pretended to be aggrieved and tugged on her senior brother's clothes.

"Well, after all, it is true..." Fran tried to use a less straightforward word, "In short, Irena is still young and has a lot of room for improvement."

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious about one thing." It would not be fun if there was no response. Irena thought about the last time the teacher said she wanted to get rid of her senior brother's care, but ended up lying back in less than half a day, "Senior brother has been traveling for two years, teacher How did it go?"

"Teacher is an adult after all. Don't underestimate me. I can still do such a thing as living alone."

"Sorry, I can't see it now. I really can't imagine the teacher leaving my senior brother."

"Just get used to it in a short time, and I'll come back anyway."

"There will be a day when we separate, right?"

"That kind of thing is impossible..."

Fran realized she had made a mistake mid-sentence and covered her mouth. Irena blinked, not knowing what was going on.

Xidi had already heard it. From an angle that her junior sister couldn't see, she raised her finger and tapped her ear, and smiled at Fran.

The witch rolled around and wrapped the blanket around her like spaghetti on a fork, swaying and trotting towards the room.

"I'm sleepy, go back to sleep - ah!"

Hit the door.

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Kotatsu.

It was something that Xidi and Saya learned about when they were chatting about Eastern culture a long time ago. It is said to have originated from the Muromachi period.

Well, it has been some years.

But there were still not many magicians in the East at that time. In order to take care of other things while heating in winter, they dug a deep pit under the table, filled it with burned coal, and used cloth and other materials to absorb part of the smoke and isolate the sparks from the ground. Cover the top bed with a quilt to avoid heat loss.

It is a very dangerous thing. Children who are restless often cause burns and so on. It is not surprising that they die in a closed room.

At that time, Xidi thought of another thing from the ancient country, which is pronounced "Kang". It is something built of mud and bricks, which is close to a "fire stove", but it is relatively closed and ventilated by a flue. People will The quilt has a long history of being spread on it for warmth in winter. Compared with the kotatsu, the safety factor is much higher. I don’t know why it is not used over there.

But at least it provided a simplified idea. Xidi used them as a reference, and under the hard work of Teacher Fran, out of pure enjoyment, he made something like this:

Lay heat-conducting materials on the floor, and then put the soft cushions together to form a sofa bed. The reserved space in the middle is a square box. Wind magic and fire magic are constantly blowing the heat, and the excess heat is conducted out to keep the soft bed. temperature.

For convenience, a table is set up on this device and a quilt is spread like a traditional kotatsu. In terms of shape, it should still be called a kotatsu.