Candy Wizard and Travel

At night, while taking a shower, Irena noticed the change in her broom.

"Yes, my brother just gave it to me."

Brushing the mist in the mirror with her plain white fingers, Miss Broom spread her soft pink hair, and finally reluctantly took off the hairpin.

It's a very simple style, the color is gray, and it looks like a cicada's wings. It doesn't look very good, and girls who love beauty probably won't give it a second glance.

But Miss Broom knows that the workmanship of the hairpin is very good, and it seems to be a decoration made by her brother when matching the dolls. She likes such inconspicuous but durable things, and her brother must also know this, so she would give such an inconspicuous decoration, because If it were more colorful, she would rather put it away than wear it.

"It's a bit dusty, but it seems to be the type you like." Irena took a second look, "Senior brother is very good at choosing things, but unfortunately he doesn't like surprises, so he often explains it in advance before sending it out."

The latest surprise he prepared was to let his junior sister come to Wangli Celestilia alone. Not to mention, the pork chop rice of the Security Bureau is very delicious.

"Anyway, give me a slap on the shoulder first. I'm feeling a little sore after sleeping in the office all afternoon."

"You are too lazy."

"Hey, I worked hard to keep up until I finished my work."

After rinsing, Irena sank into the bathtub and rested her head lazily on her hands.

Miss Broom moved a chair and sat beside the bathtub. She adjusted the position of the towel before sitting down, put her slender legs together, and gently rubbed her master's shoulders.

In fact, saying she is a master just means belonging, and does not mean much like a master or a servant. Although Miss Broom is doing the work most of the time, Irena is not someone who enjoys it with peace of mind. She usually makes up for it afterwards.

After enjoying the massage this time, when Miss Broom changes back, she will also choose a sunny day to clean the broom and bask in the sun.

Oh, I forgot, senior brother just cleaned it up a while ago, so it will be later.

Miss Broom's movements were meticulous, and some of the massage techniques she had read in books, while others were learned from Xi Di. The common point was that they all knew Irena's body well.

She could tell from the flesh on the owner's shoulders and arms that Irena had not done any heavy work during this period and seemed to be living a very comfortable life.

It feels weird every time because their bodies are almost exactly the same. During the massage, I always feel itchy on my body.

After listening to Fran's several lessons, Miss Broom, who has gained so much knowledge, guessed that this may be the resonance effect of magic. The same magic flows in her body as that of Lady Irena, and the invisible induction will point to each other, in emotions. When things are calm or particularly intense, you can feel part of each other's feelings.

There is a special empathy magic in magic to strengthen this characteristic. This time, it is probably the strong thought of "another me will appear soon" when Lady Irena released the magic that affected the result.

It really left people, nay, left the broom speechless.

"uh-huh……"

There was a pleasant sound in the girl's nose, which was very pleasant, but she also felt that it was inappropriate to just enjoy it like this.

"Come in, too. This bathtub is much bigger than Roberta's. Oh, by the way, let me tell you about this country."

This was the way they got along in the past. When Irena felt lonely and sad and wanted someone to talk to, she would summon Miss Broom. How could she admit that she was afraid of loneliness with her strong will?Just in the name of sharing travel anecdotes.

The pink girl smiled.

"Ok."

As a result, Irena had another whimsical idea, wanting to massage each other or something. The two people faced each other in the bathtub. Miss Broom raised her hand and tentatively put it on Irena's shoulder. They had similar faces and similar figures, but it could be seen that Irena has gained a little weight now.

No, for girls, "fat" is a sensitive word. It should be said that she is a little plump, but Miss Broom is still as slender and skinny as she was when she was a student.

No matter how similar they are, the difference in temperament is more obvious than the pink hair. People who are familiar with them can see it at a glance without saying whether they have dyed their hair recently.

Irena shook and discovered one thing: there was more meat in other places, but where there should be more...

In just three years, the mountains were still mountains and the cliffs were still cliffs.

She suddenly felt very embarrassed, even though she knew very well that Broom wouldn't care or notice that kind of thing.

"Well, you are still a little ashamed, right?"

"Have it?"

Shame is the hardest emotion to understand for Miss Broom, but she understands that some things don't need to be said, just like when Lady Irena was alone in the past.

"Then just turn around."

"Yeah, I'll press it for you later."

The massage continued. Because the distance was a little close, Irena could feel the warm water waves swaying behind her. The feeling of having someone next to her made Irena a little uncomfortable, but very kind. She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, she was too young to understand how to distinguish between men and women by their breasts. This is how her mother held her when she was pregnant.

"This country is where Teacher Fran worked and settled. About ten years ago, senior brother came here..."

Miss Broom listened carefully and remembered it carefully, even though she understood that these things had no meaning to her, she was just a tool.

But... since Brother-sama allows her to call her this, he must also regard her as a human being, right?It's hard to be a human being, with so many expectations... Anyway, let's give it a try.

As always, Miss Broom smiled peacefully and listened to her master's wonderful or absurd recent life, until Irena, who became more interested, talked about her recent love life.

"...Senior brother is so conservative. I have been thinking about whether there is any way to break through his 'defense line' recently, but thinking about it carefully, Teacher Fran in that state has not been able to do it..."

The pink girl knows her master, or in other words, anyone who is not blind knows who this child likes.

"Please calm down and pay attention to a girl's reserve, Lady Irena."

"Things like that are for outsiders to see," the girl with a flexible bottom line made a violent comment, gesturing to her loyal broom, "You can talk to objects, do you old objects have any experience in love?"

"You should have learned a lesson from that book "The Science of Love and War". There are no ready-made strategies."

"No, we don't need that thing now." Irena remembered that she had been taken care of by her senior brother during this period, and she didn't even touch the broom. "I have already confessed to my senior brother, and it worked!"

The words were full of show off.

Miss Broom was stunned.

In other words, her master and her brother are together, then she...

Is there an extra master?

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"Irena washes so slowly..."

Fran turned over on the sofa, as if to make the element called laziness more evenly distributed in her body.

She used to wash first, but she felt sorry for her disciple who had been sleepwalking all day, so she asked her to take a bath first to relax and go to bed early tonight.

The words fell, and for a long time, no one responded.

Xidi was holding a book and looking intently.

If you observe carefully, you will find that his eyes are not moving at all, and his attention is not on the book. From time to time, he glances at the teacher next to him with helpless eyes.

He didn't want to discuss this kind of grumbling topic at all, and as a man, it didn't sound appropriate for him to discuss the junior sister's bathing with the teacher. The teacher was always so out of tune.

Just as Xidi understands her, Fran also understands her disciple. She doesn't even need to look up to know that the other person must be pretending not to hear. At this time, a more intense topic is needed to help open up the atmosphere.

"I wonder if little Irena has grown up recently."

"..."

Xidi flipped through the pages of the book perfunctorily, showing that she was not interested.

"Who do you think has the better figure, Irena or that kid? I feel like Irena has gained weight recently. Boys should care about this topic, right?"

"..."

"Okay, it's settled, let's go and watch little Irena take a bath - no, as a teacher, we can't teach students like this, so... let's just open the door and watch!"

"..."

Xidi raised her eyes and glanced over, then retracted her eyes, her hand holding the book trembling slightly.

"Mmm, really, please pay attention to me, Xiao Xidi. If you don't respond, I will tickle you."

"Teacher, please be quiet," Xi Di put down the book of which she had not read a few words. "Don't talk about such strange topics."

His teacher narrowed his eyes narrowly, crawled over like a snail, put his legs on his disciple's legs, and lay on his side, "Ah, little Xidi is not a child anymore. There is no harm in talking about these topics. Teachers in the academy People talk about this topic very lively."

This is true, Xidi has already seen it at the tea party last weekend, which does not prevent him from saying what he just said to Irena at the weekend.

"Others are others, teacher."

"Ah, no girl likes being too serious, Xiao Xidi."

That's it. Xidi raised her eyebrows, leaned forward and stared at the lazy witch, "Don't you like it, teacher?"

His movements were very slow, as if he wanted to put pressure on Fran, and also as if he wanted to leave a way out for himself.

Retreat before fighting...

- dong dong.

Heartbeat.

Judging from past experience, Teacher Fran should dodge at this time.

When she reached the place where she could feel her breath, she didn't hide.

When she reached the distance where she could immediately count her eyelashes, she didn't hide.

When the tips of their noses immediately touched each other, she still didn't hide.

It was Xidi's turn to hide.

However, the situation has changed. Love is like war. No one knows what it will develop into in the end, and it cannot be stopped unilaterally.

In Xidi's unbelievable eyes, Fran smiled slightly, her snow-white neck raised slightly, and the moment their noses met, there was a strange itch that made people want to sneeze. This last distraction made Xidi No rejection was clearly expressed.

No, there was no point in saying it, not to mention there was no time to say it now.

With a gentle push from Fran, Hidi's supporting arm lost its strength and she fell directly into the teacher's soft arms.

It's hard to lift your head up, but it's easier like this, right?

The witch, who has always been lazy, found that in some aspects, her disciples' mobility was even lower than hers. This was not going to work. As the child's teacher, she had to shoulder the responsibility of education, whether it was magic or life. All must be taught properly.

"Woo! Well..."

After a brief moment of surprise, the boy accepted this generous hospitality that he could not resist, and lay in the witch's chest, savoring the fragrance of the medicine.

At this moment, Irena was taking a shower.

……

I don't know how long it took, but my thinking ability returned again when I heard the wet footsteps in front of the bathroom.

He vaguely remembered that in a certain country, people referred to such an unconscious experience as "having their time stolen by the Witch of Obscurity". Xidi was not sure whether that legend existed, but now, he was extremely sure that his own time It was stolen by the Stardust Witch.

"Yeah, Irena is out."

Fran's voice was hoarse, with a strange allure, seducing Xi Di's hearing. After coughing twice, it returned to normal.

She gently held up the disciple's face with a calm expression and blinked. Normally, it would definitely highlight the mature temperament of the witch. But at this moment, when her face is rosy, it can't help but give people a thrilling feeling, especially when she is admiring her. In the eyes of students.

The sound of light footsteps approached, and Xidi sat up straight subconsciously.

"Do you feel comfortable? It would be great if you feel relaxed. At least teacher, I am very satisfied here. Little Xidi is very sweet."

Unlike the greedy girl, Fran used to be indifferent to all intense emotions and behaviors.

Fran had no intention of getting up. She moved her index and middle fingers together, lightly across her lips, and smiled happily.

"What a pity. Let's continue next time. Irena is out."

The witch stretched herself comfortably, as if nothing had happened.

Irena came over and said, "I've washed it. Senior brother, please help me comb my hair."

Her cheeks were also pink, and the moist smell of lavender came to her face, the scent of bath salts.

What is worth mentioning is that the girl is only wearing a bath towel. Behind her is Miss Broom, who is also wearing a bath towel. Her eyebrows are gentle and her cheeks are red, which is an expression that she would not have under normal circumstances.

Irena didn't care. Although Miss Broom felt a little bad, she still maintained the same attitude as her master.

"Teacher, please give me your seat. You've been lying down for so long."

"Okay, Xiao Xidi, help me down."

The teacher didn't care about the student's rudeness. She sat up with the shoulder of the disciple next to her and shook it as if she had just woken up. This was just enough to explain the blush on her face. Before getting up, she rubbed the disciple's hair and left with satisfaction. Leave a pleasant laugh.

Irena looked suspicious and sat down, "What happened? It feels like the teacher is very proud."

"I lost."

I don’t know where my senior brother lost, but Irena’s feeling is understandable.

"Yeah, I understand. It's really annoying to lose to the teacher."

No, he wasn't angry either, just a little sad.