Candy Wizard and Travel

"Just lie down like this. The pillow here is at a different height than yours. In the hotel, my legs are closer, or does it feel uncomfortable?"

"No no no no! Very comfortable, soft and fragrant!"

As if she was eager to prove that what she said was her true feelings, Shaye rubbed the back of his leg, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes hard enough to see her eyelashes trembling, and her body tensed, trying very seriously to fall asleep.

——But what are you talking about?

Xidi was helpless and funny at the same time. She didn't continue to speak. She just sat quietly, stroking Saya's hair and massaging her head skillfully to help her relax.

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Xidi's massage techniques are at least better than Saya's. After all, he practiced them on his dear teacher.In addition, the afternoon training really exhausted the girl. After her body was tense for a while, she slowly relaxed until she snored slightly.

The sleeping girl turned her face sideways, covered her ears with the quilt, curled up slightly, looking very insecure. Xidi did not move anymore, leaning on the bedside and listening to the swaying rain quietly, the sound of water in the bathroom also stopped, Lu Sheila was probably dreaming of soaking in warm sea water at the moment.

……

Drowsily, Irena got up. The thin pajamas could not completely block the chill. She pulled the quilt closer to cover her belly.

It was dim outside the window, and there were no shadows of trees in the sky. It was empty, and there was no light in the room. The shadows made her a little scared when she just woke up.

It started to rain, and the strands were continuous, as if they were weaving a net that enveloped the entire world.

Irena felt lonely for no reason, and suddenly remembered a flower that bloomed on the roof during Roberta's rainy season. She never saw it again after the rain stopped.

She didn't know why she thought of those things now. She just felt empty in her heart. She had been traveling for three years and this feeling was no stranger to her. Even if she never stopped, she would still be overtaken by loneliness.

To go somewhere warm, go now.

Irena put on her robe, wore slippers on her bare feet, pushed the door open and walked out.

"Brother..."

……

The senior brother is taking care of the girl to sleep.

Xidi even used magic to strengthen her body midway.

This magic is not very useful. It only strengthens the strength of muscles on a certain basis. The normal state of the body has its limits, and some of the load after strengthening will remain, so he doesn't use it much, mostly for recovery. Otherwise, if he continues, he will lose all feeling in his legs.

Saya was sleeping soundly now.

There was no light in the room, and the dim candlelight in the bathroom was flickering. Xi Di looked out the window, thinking about waking her up when it was getting dark. She would not be able to fall asleep at night after sleeping too long.

The alarm clock that came with her was ticking, and the dim sky darkened completely until the girl's face could no longer be seen.

Thinking that the time was almost up, Hidi gently stroked Saya's hair, feeling the smooth touch, which also allowed her consciousness to return little by little.

The girl who was insecure didn't react at all. She slept very deeply, and she would wake up when she screamed in the morning.

"Saya, Saya."

Xi Di was not in a hurry and called her name softly.

"Well...senior brother..."

……

There was no one in the hotel and there was no light.

The soles of the shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the wooden boards, echoing in the extraordinarily silent space, like the prelude to every nightmare.

Irena held the wand, a little afraid of such an environment. She couldn't help but speed up her pace. The echoing voice was vague and dull. Every step she took seemed to be followed by something. She didn't dare to stop and ran quickly to the door of her senior brother's room. Knocking on the door breathlessly.

"Brother!"

"Click-"

The door opened automatically.

But there was no one behind it.

Suffocating panic suddenly appeared in Irena's heart, and she took two steps back.

"Brother?"

"I'm here."

Only then did a hand reach out to open the door. Xi Di, who was wearing pajamas, had a little messy hair, and the bangs covering her right eye were combed to one side. Her face was clear and she had a sense of laziness.

When she saw her senior brother, those bad feelings just now were swept away like drizzle in the strong wind. Irena said nothing, and rushed up to hug Xi Di's waist in two steps.

——Do girls like to act coquettishly on rainy days?

Xidi's raised hand paused, and according to her previous habit, she gently stroked her junior sister's hair.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable suddenly."

But now it's totally fine.

Of course, you can't say this out loud. You have to take advantage of it while your emotions are still there. Senior brother is still too soft-hearted, hum.

Irena rubbed it, feeling the familiar and warm smell, and felt settled.

It smells so good, with the smell of hotel shower gel...

Wait, what does it smell like?

The unique strand of hair on his head stood up and stretched into a straight exclamation mark.

Things in the hotel vary from good to bad. My senior brother always brings his own toiletries when he goes out. He always reminds me of this.

So Ms. Irena usually doesn’t use it. Once she buys things like shampoo and shower gel, she can use them for a long time. She will buy them when she has money. The intervals when she doesn’t have money are not very long. She has never used the things in hotels a few times. .

And here, only one person should be able to use it.

"Oh, thank you, senior brother. I slept very comfortably just now."

With a characteristic blush on her face after deep sleep, the girl with short black hair yawned and vaguely expressed her gratitude.

She still remembered what she said before. We were going to prepare dinner together later, so she had to go back and change clothes quickly. She couldn't let her senior sister see her. Although she didn't do anything, that guy was jealous.

Then Shaye opened her eyes completely, her senior brother turned around, and she saw Irena with wide eyes.

"Ah, it's Senior Sister..."

She laughed awkwardly twice and mumbled a few words without being able to speak clearly. Finally, taking advantage of her small stature, she quickly dodged out of the gap next to her, like a puppy that huddled under the sofa after getting into trouble.

Irena was speechless for a while.

She understands her senior brother, and if there is any problem, it won't be Saya's turn, but this matter cannot be solved by understanding. The teacher knows that you don't study hard, and the teacher sees you pulling people in class, which is still different after all. .

"Brother~"

In the end, Miss Irena could only squeeze out these words, with a thousand twists and turns in her tone, full of little thoughts that she didn't intend to hide, and completely without her usual reservedness.

Of course Xidi knew what the little girl was thinking, and it was easy to understand. Children would get angry when they see their parents holding other children, let alone Miss Irena.

He understands well that cats should be petted when they are angry, otherwise they will get even more angry and run out of your reach. However, they should be petted along the fur and rubbed so that they will stop getting angry.

"I will leave in two days. I don't know when we will meet next time. This child came over to chat like a baby for a while. Irena, you can talk to her when you have time. You were like this before you met the teacher, right? A spoiled child.”

"I won't cry!"

Irena held it in for a long time and only refuted this one. She blushed, leaned back, and leaned into her senior brother's arms, enjoying the intimate touch.

Well, Mao Shun is fine.

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Saya overslept and forgot to keep the lights on in the hotel lobby at night.

After some bulky magic lamps were lit, warm light filled the entire room, allowing humans accustomed to light to regain a sense of security.

The country of magicians still pursues magic. In the traditional impression, new things like magic lamps are unconventional and have no "heavy sense of history", so most of the time they are still lit by candles.

Sometimes Xidi will think of a country that she will never visit again, a place where ordinary people are called "Yanima". They seem to intend to create a world where everything revolves around magic. To some extent, It can be regarded as the ultimate degenerate specialized version of the magician's country.

Unfortunately, even there, the magic power supply of the magic lamp is a big problem, and it is still far away from being able to illuminate the long night.

But for now, just lighting up one area is enough.

Xidi turned around, and under the warm light, Irena was wearing an apron and chopping vegetables, Shaye was running around handing things over, and Lu Xila, who was all red from soaking, was lying on the chair doing nothing.

The smell of food lingered in the kitchen, as if it was trying to isolate itself from the dark world outside.

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The two days were long or short, and they passed by with all kinds of cute little thoughts of the two junior sisters.

After Saya took a shower after training in the past two days, she would go to Xidi's room to rest for a while with a pillow in her arms. She brought the pillow because the knee pillow was still too high for her. The amount of boring practice in the past two days has decreased, and she is not tired. She just couldn't sleep.

This guy was in the first grade of junior high school, and Irena was in the fifteenth grade. She sneaked into Hidi's room at night, and asked Shaye to watch her come out of the room in the morning.

So last night, four people crowded into a single bed in the hotel.

Xidi chose to quietly get out of bed and make a bunk on the floor in the middle of the night to avoid this torture.

The two junior sisters were no match for Lu Xela in terms of physical strength. They couldn't even grab the quilt, and even though they were shivering from the cold, it was Xidi who covered her with the quilt.

When they wake up in the morning, they have to endure another wave of body dimensionality reduction blows and fall into deep self-doubt.

……

As of today, the courses are all over.

Saya is just the most ordinary magician. It is of course unrealistic to study for a year like Irena. Even this week's content will take some time for her to digest, and there is no guarantee that she can pass the trainee witch test.

And after all, she is still Sheila's intended disciple. Forget about some simple skills, for the later things, you still need a good teacher to guide you - not just about magic. Sheila, like Fran, teaches and educates people, and more importantly. The last two words.

Xidi is self-aware of her own level, can she teach her?I can’t teach it, I don’t have the ability.

In the words of Irena who once teased him, he is a useless wholesale manufacturing machine, and all the good seedlings will become crooked once they pass through his hands.

In short, after teaching here, the atmosphere at dinner was not very good, which is always the case when saying goodbye.

Although Irena was active, Saya, who had always been lively, fell silent, but it had no effect. There were only two people left. Hidi believed that this was a necessary trial, and speaking again would make people weak.

Lu Xila just eats.

The others were in no mood to compete with her, and the food disappeared at an alarming speed. This long dinner soon ended because the food was exhausted.

It's normal to talk around the dinner table, but I've never seen people talking around a table with CDs.

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Back in the room, Xi Di took out a pile of very elegant letter paper and started a habit that he had insisted on for a long time: writing letters to Teacher Fran.

This was an agreement made before departure. Whenever he encountered something that impressed him deeply, he would write a letter and not send it out. Instead, he would take it with him and wait for the next time he meets again.

The same goes for the teacher. She writes down when her mood is ups and downs, but maybe she is more free...or is she lazier?The things written are probably just fragments of words, right?In the end, the two people exchanged each other's handwriting, chewing and guessing each other's mood.

Little things add up, and I don’t know how many there are now. Xidi will not deliberately look at it. This will be a surprise that even he feels happy. After exchanging letters, he may be able to read the arrival of morning light under the candlelight at night.

That might feel good too.

In this era, brooms are very fast, but letters are still very slow. People are keen on writing and expression, love words, and pour their passion into them.

Xidi now changed to a pen to write with. It was a gift from Correa Noel. She was thoughtful and wrote very smoothly. She just had to handle the ink carefully, otherwise the water would be blocked.

The written words are beautiful and will not fade due to the humid weather, and can describe the mood clearly.

After adjusting her mood, Hidi bent over her desk and started writing a letter.

The ups and downs of his emotions during this period, the people he met and the things he encountered were all written down on paper. In order to record the truest mood, he gave up his past habit of drafting and no longer maintained a deliberately beautiful look.

This kind of words that express feelings are not written smoothly because they are true. They are smeared and smeared.

Even for him, his anger and thoughts are always going back and forth, and it is difficult to sort them out. It is impossible and not necessary to do it in one go. It is just a daily conversation, and he will share the feelings he should have shared when he saw him during the trip. , just express it later.

"My teacher (cross out), my love (cross out and apply), Teacher Fulan Anqi.

I am now in a country called [The Country of Magicians], well, it is the country where Uncle Sheila’s two students are as I told you.One of the girls named Mina has passed the exam and left, so I only saw Saya here.

By a very coincidental coincidence, I was following Irena’s footsteps some time ago, and I met someone familiar in this country. One of the passages made me a little worried and annoyed, but at that time it sounded like I find it funny..."

After writing the story of their encounter, Xidi held the cap of her pen in her mouth and continued to reminisce.

A cold wind blew from nowhere in the old hotel, the candles on the table were shaking, shadows were blurred by the windows, and from time to time there was an empty sound of wind coming from high in the sky.

The rain still failed to stop before he left.