Candy Wizard and Travel

"Lady Irena?"

A friendly voice came to my ears.

"Ahem," the girl came back to her senses and looked at her sleeping face in the mirror, the dull hair on her head rebounding, "I was a little distracted just now, what?"

Behind her, the pink girl continued to comb her hair. The comb in her hand brushed the particularly stubborn hair again and again, but she couldn't make it yield. The broom girl had no choice but to ignore it and deal with other parts. Her fingers Twist your hair and comb it strand by strand.

"Brother, I was just asking if the bread should be heated."

Even though she was in a daze, Irena still answered without hesitation in a tone that sounded like she had just woken up, "Thank you for both the cold and hot ones."

"..."

Miss Broom couldn't help but exhale softly, maybe it meant sighing?Or choose to convey the master's meaning.

"You can eat as much bread as you want!"

Hearing this, Xidi in the kitchen also sighed.

Even if the magician has a special constitution and uses magic potions to supplement nutrients, he still hopes that the junior sister and teacher can use their enthusiasm for eating bread and free up some stomach capacity to put in other foods.

Unfortunately, that was unlikely. After all, his teacher could spend the day smelling the smell of bread - she called it a bread tasting session, spending the day motionless.

It sounds weird and hard to understand, right?It's okay if you can't understand it. How can normal people understand the brain circuits of Bread Star people?

Thinking about this, Hidi took a sad sip of the sticky sweet milk. Well, the sugar content was just right.

The broom lady over there is still looking down at Irena with all her heart, applying toothpaste, soaking the towel in warm water and gently wiping her face and neck. Her proficiency is not much lower than that of Xi Di. This shows that Irena is lazy during the trip. Not a few either.

The warm water vapor evaporated, and the coolness made Irena's head completely clear.

After rinsing her mouth, she said as if unintentionally: "Thank you, getting up is really annoying. If only I could be like you."

"Lady Irena is Miss Irena, you are very good, just keep it like this," Miss Broom pinched Irena's face with her slender and soft fingers, and responded with a chuckle, "It's very cute now. "

"what……"

A shy voice came out of the girl's throat. A girl who was used to boasting would enter an overheated state like her senior brother when faced with serious compliments from others.

But she cooled down quickly.

"Anyway, how did you sleep this morning? Are you still used to it here?"

Miss Broom looked nostalgic, "It's close to the feeling when I was at Roberta. My brother let me sleep on the other side last night. There was no teacher Fran to disturb me, so it was very quiet."

Irena thought to herself that no wonder she had such a hard time getting up in the morning and felt like her whole body was about to fall apart. It turned out that Teacher Fran was next to her. Couldn't the senior brother also carry her over?

"In addition, Sir Irena was still in the form of a cat until I fell asleep. She was held in Teacher Fran's arms. My brother could not bring you out."

——Try harder!

Miss Broom's movements slowed down, and finally she gently fiddled with her bangs, showing a neat and fluffy liveliness.

Miss Irena gave up the temptation.

Anyway, that's it, it's her broom anyway, it has the same face and the same (?) figure as hers, no matter what happens, it's all due to her charm.

Besides, being jealous of a broom sounds a bit silly.

"Okay, Lady Irena."

When she was distracted, she had finished taking care of her. Irena raised her eyes and looked in the mirror.

Oh, who is the beauty in front of me, all neat and tidy, with a delicate and charming face, sky-blue eyes, and shining gray hair, as agile and delicate as a fairy?

It's herself.

"It seems that the corners of your eyebrows need a simple repair. Unfortunately, I am not good at that. I need to ask my brother to do it." Miss Broom stood up and said modestly, "I discussed this with my brother before going to bed yesterday and tried it a little bit. , I hope I’m not rude.”

Not only is it not disrespectful, it can be called gorgeous!

Irena recalled her past. The last time she was so exquisite was on the day she left school. Her mother got up early in the morning and packed her clothes specially. Before that, her mother would usually be lazy, and she would be so glamorous only on her birthday. .

It seemed to be shining, which made the traveler, who had never been obsessed with appearance, feel a little uncomfortable and even at a loss. It took him a while to regain his normalcy.

What kind of emotions do you have to have to create such exquisiteness?

"Excellent!" Irena gave a thumbs up, "If this continues, senior brother will be unemployed."

"You are joking."

Irena stood up. In such a sparkling state, one could not help but look forward to the new day.

"We have known each other for ten years, right?"

The girl suddenly remembered this question.

"Yes," said Miss Broom, "three years before you met your brother, when you were ten years old."

In a second-hand shop, the brand-new broom girl was sold as a second-hand item because of her too plain appearance. She actually cared a little about why the owner chose her at that time, but based on her understanding of Irena, she felt that she would not be a romantic one. Reason, so it’s good not to know.

In fact, this was indeed the case. The reason why Irena chose the broom was that she could tell at a glance that it was new and of good quality. It could be bought at the price of an ordinary used item. It was such a bargain!What a lucky day.

So it is better not to know some things.

"Let's continue to live together like this from now on." Irena shook her head and walked briskly, going to give her senior brother a hug to show off her current self.

Miss Broom was stunned for a moment, and her voice of agreement was slow.

"Ah, from now on, together."

She, Irena, Teacher Fran, and...my brother.

……

Unfortunately, today is not a day off.

After the novelty and exhaustion of decorating the house yesterday passed, Xidi realized this omission that should not have existed. She hurriedly pulled the teacher up from the bed, put on clothes and hats, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and finally put it in her mouth. Stuffing a piece of bread into the bag, he hurried to the college with it in his arms.

——Irena has no class today.

After sleeping, Fran automatically ate the bread, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was in the college's office.

"I'm...still dreaming."

The lazy man who refused to accept reality decisively moved back, wanting to continue the dream he had just had.

"Teacher, we can't rest yet."

There was an urging voice from over there.

Xidi was sorting out a stack of documents, with the words "Winter Games" on the cover. The school still adheres to the tradition of having a holiday after the first snow. This event is the final ending and conclusion of the whole year, and it should be happy for the students. Spend the end of the semester happily.

So take a lot of trouble.

This is not just a formality. We need to distribute questionnaires to survey students' favorite projects. The venue and time need to be coordinated to encourage students to use the power of magic to win.

The fortune tellers predict that the first snow in the kingdom will come later than usual, about half a month away, and now is the perfect time to start.

"Ahhh! I don't want to work..."

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"Ah!"

The dark-haired girl with an androgynous appearance, short stature, and a lively smile sneezed. She scratched her hair, which had grown quite a bit and was out of the category of short hair.

she says.

"It feels like they haven't appeared on stage for a long time."

"What is that?" The woman opposite with the same black hair felt puzzled, "When did it happen?"

She has a tall figure and a youthful face, with a round and childish face. Perhaps because she is so charming, even if she does nothing, her behavior is inexplicably astringent. However, the person she calls her sister is short, so... People feel a sense of confusion as if their souls have been exchanged.

As she spoke, she gently stroked the ends of her long hair as if impatient, and the bright hair tangled between her fingers.

"It seems like Mina, you really don't have... Forget it, that kind of thing is not important. It's a hard holiday. I have saved a lot of money through commissions for a long time. The identity of a witch is really convenient. Mina, do you want any gifts? "

"Hmph! Keep it for yourself. Don't spend it all lavishly and eat the association's free reception meals all day long."

"That's a special situation," my sister sat up, the silver pendant on her chest dangling, "I just happened to have something I really wanted to buy. It was the first time I got money from a formal job, so I couldn't hold it back for a while. "

"At the hotel?"

"That doesn't count. I have received a lot of care from my master and the store manager."

"You can keep it for yourself, I don't want it."

The younger sister was twirling her hair in her hands again, and her tone of voice was quite impolite.

The girl's mind is easy to understand. As long as an outsider is around, they can detect that she is using this action to hide her nervous mood, just like a primary school student who deliberately speaks harshly to the girl he cares about.

Looking at it this way, it looks a little childish again.

The elder sister didn't care about her younger sister's tone, and lay lazily on the table, feeling the mysterious attraction of the kotatsu.

My sister's name is Saya, an active witch.

My sister's name is Mina, and she is a witch trainee who has been practicing for one and a half years. In this land, she is sometimes called "Mina" because her sister said both pronunciations are cute, so she doesn't care. accept.

The girl Mina has an unknown secret: she likes her sister, which is not the way a normal sister should feel towards her sister. Every time she thinks about her sister, she blushes and her heart beats, she wants to hug, kiss, knead, and...

——I can’t think about it anymore.

Well, I seem to be the only one who thinks she hides it well.

Oh, and her mean-spirited sister.

I'm not very smart to begin with, but during this period, when I think about someone all day long, I seem even more dull.

Or maybe it’s because your sister has been looking at you strangely for a long time, so you don’t feel weird anymore?

In short, after the two sisters were busy for more than half a year, they finally had time to get together.

The dispute over customs in their hometown has become more and more serious, and now even the time of the New Year is confused, but the magician does not care about festivals, especially the two girls in a foreign land. The important thing during this time is to get together, not to celebrate any festival. So they randomly chose a day as New Year's Day, the day before the holiday ended.

"New Year...New Year..."

Saya sat on the kotatsu and swayed her feet, not hiding her expectant mood.

"Take off your socks, sis."

Mina frowned, kicked her foot over, and brushed against her sister's calf intentionally or unintentionally. Her face turned red, and her toes curled up with excitement for this small contact. This was probably the meaning of pretending to be self-serving.

"Help me~"

This is not laziness, but the way sisters get along with each other. The elder sister is used to bossing her younger sister around, and the younger sister always complains, but she still does things for her elder sister.

Mina shrank into the kotatsu "reluctantly", clamped her sister's ankles with her well-proportioned and skinny feet, curled up, felt the touch of the socks and slowly pulled them down to ensure that the socks would not When she bounced back, she definitely didn't want to feel her sister's little feet for a while longer.

If she were the same age as she was in her hometown, when she was half a year old, she would not hesitate to get in and help her sister take it off with her hands, and measure her sister's development. If the atmosphere was suitable, she would take the opportunity to scratch and have a rough time. group.

It's a pity that she has grown up now and can't do such inappropriate things. Is it ridiculous for someone who is almost an adult to still gossip with others?

——A certain unnamed black witch sneezed.

Besides, she was peeling oranges for her sister with the wand in her hand, so she couldn't spare any time.

"Hahaha, it's a little itchy, Mina..."

Saya started laughing. She was too lazy to hide, so she lay on the table and giggled.

Mina also felt itchy, the itch was in her heart. When her feet moved, her sister would also move. It was fun. Unfortunately, the socks were not that difficult to take off, so she finally pulled them off, which was disappointing.

Ah, I really want to act coquettishly with my sister like she did in the past. Has she gone too far in these years?In order to make her sister rely on her, she pretended to be an adult, but after her sister became a witch, her role became less and less... It's so sad.

Do you want to pretend to be sick like you did when you were a child, lie... no, coax your sister to sleep with her?

Worried in her heart, she carefully peeled off the orange veins and looked at her sister's lips. Here, the oranges were peeled by her hands. After rounding them, her fingers came into contact with her sister's lips - happy!

Suppressing the urge to lick her fingers, she held up the orange and was about to hand it over.

At this time, Shaye said, "Hmm, senior brother's magic is so easy to use. It's more comfortable than at home~"

——I worked hard to peel oranges for you, what are you thinking?Who are you thinking about?

The long-lost sourness floated in her stomach, as if she was back in the land of magicians. She missed the time when she and her sister were dependent on each other, but that person was definitely not included!

"Humph!"

She popped the orange directly into her mouth.

"Ah, orange..."

Saya couldn't even express regrets.