Candy Wizard and Travel

"Bah! If you didn't do it, you didn't do it!"

"Did you not want to do it, or did you fail to do it?"

Priscilla reached into her arms and touched a bottle of magic potion.

This was a magical prop she had prepared in advance. Opportunities must never come again. Sometimes good opportunities have to be created by yourself. Before entering the door, she observed that the eldest brother was asleep, but unexpectedly, there were two children, one big and one small. The female cat with the face!Sure enough, they should have been thrown in in advance. As long as they exploded, they would be put to sleep, and he had already drank the antidote.

Roommate?That relationship doesn't matter anymore.

"Stop her!"

This child's evil potion is famous throughout the school, so she must not be allowed to use it!

The three of them unknowingly formed a nearly triangular position, with their six hands and six legs stuck to each other. Even if they were in the same camp, Cole and Nino, in order to prevent Priscilla from moving, they had to maintain restraints and use their strength to fight against each other. Below, this strange balance is formed.

At this time, there were footsteps in front of the door.

The three looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

Then little Nino will stand up, Cole will roll around, and Priscilla will throw herself on the bed, which is like a swan, a barracuda and a prawn pulling a cart.

"What are you doing?"

As the footsteps got closer and closer, Nino scolded in a low voice, "Are you going to do that situation again? We are here to visit as normal!"

"You're right." Ke Lei nodded.

Priscilla was unwilling. She had to consider that this was her only chance in this life. Being stuck between the two of them, her waist hurt.

"Hurry up and let me get up. Is there still time for a kiss at this time?"

"You're dreaming!"×2

The two spoke in unison.

- Squeak.

The door opened.

The pink girl tilted her head.

Was there a sound just now?

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"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

"Is anyone else there?"

I knocked on the door politely and waited for a while. There was no sound in the room. At this time, both students and teachers had things to be busy with.

The movement I just felt was probably the snow on the roof being blown off by the wind. The room still looked so quiet and peaceful.

Her eyes swept over her sleeping brother, and seeing that face made her feel calmer.

Although there are still doubts, since nothing happened, just pretend that we don’t know.

Miss Broom's character is too plain and soft, and her cognitive attitude can be said to be uncomprehensive - unless her master explains it to her.

If you really want to know something, just ask other objects. There are many things that can be hidden from people in this world. It is a bit difficult to hide things from objects. However, she usually doesn’t communicate with objects much when she is in human form. It will make her look awkward when others see her. strangeness.

"Brother..."

It's rare for a pink girl to feel such a guilty conscience, because her actual master is currently in the examination room battling wits and courage with various monsters, ghosts, and snakes, but as a dependent, she secretly comes to visit her master's lover... quite a bit like an aristocrat in modern popular literature. Maid image.

As for what the image is, everyone knows.

--no way.

Miss Broom said to herself.

Teacher Fran and Lady Irena are very reliable in most areas of fighting, but this does not include taking care of people. They will probably just lie on the bed and sleep, and maybe harass the patients.

This is a very miraculous thing. Miss Broom proved that 6>18>33, some people have lived for such a long time, but their life skills are not as high as that of Ms. Zhangyu, who was not familiar with people six years ago.

But this is understandable. It is normal to become lazy when someone takes care of you.

She knew that her elder brother would reflect in the kitchen some mornings, lamenting how he pampered his junior sister and teacher. But just as receiving pampering would form a habit, giving love would also form a habit.

——So Xidi would like to have a pet when traveling alone, because there is nothing for him to take care of, and he is very uncomfortable.

Miss Broom was slightly lost in thought.

Is she used to being a human?This body is becoming more and more accustomed to it, and the time it can hear the words of the object is getting shorter and shorter. To this day, compared to the vastness of the world that she embraced with all her heart when she returned to the object, Miss Broom prefers the narrowness of only two or three people living in her heart at this moment.

Like that always-warm wooden house, it's not big, but it's enough for living.

The world of objects is full of stories. An ancient instrument can tell its own story for three days and three nights. But now she finds that her life does not seem to need so many stories. She only needs to look at the few people around her. I feel like my little heart is filled with warmth.

There is gravity in human emotions. Once you understand deeply, you will be assimilated and pulled.

She stepped forward, sat upright on the bed with her legs together, and looked sideways at her other master.

Magicians who are married share magical resources, and property belongs to them jointly after marriage.

Different from the youthful and lively owner, the cherry-colored girl has a calm personality and is the type who can sit on the eaves for an afternoon with the person she cares about. Just like the falling cherry blossoms in spring, people may accidentally think of her after they have been apart for a long time.

Many years later, when people get used to the fast pace of life, such girls may be rare. Fortunately, the current era is very slow, and you can stay with the important people and watch it slowly.

Ms. Broom has experience in caring for people. She adjusts the position of pillows, tucks quilts, checks body temperature, and determines whether she is sweating... The person being cared for is motionless and there is no feedback at all. The caregiver is not discouraged by this. For her, Just make your brother feel a little more comfortable.

After doing everything, she opened the window away from the bed and let in some air for a while. During this period, she looked at the lead-colored sky in trance. Then, by some strange combination of circumstances, she brought her hands to her face and sniffed.

"call--"

Inhale.

It has always been a reassuring smell, but because the contact distance is too close, it is somewhere between familiar and unfamiliar, but it is a bit strange, which makes people care more.

Isn't this something bad?

The girl thought for a moment and took a deep breath into her face before the smell was blown away by the wind.

I'm a little envious of Lady Irena. If she could get close to her openly, that would be very reassuring, right?

She closed the window.

Although as long as she wanted to, her brother wouldn't mind this level of contact.

"Truly—"

The sound of knocking on the wall.

"Ok?"

Miss Broom scanned the room again. There was nothing unusual. Next to the infirmary... it seemed to be a storage room. A certain teacher was probably hiding and slacking off.

It's not something to worry about.

She sat back on the bed and stroked Hidi's cheek gently.

She adored her brother, and this was a touch of respect.

Then he leaned down and gently rubbed his brother's face.

The temperature perception of the face is different from that of the hands. The warmth from the delicate skin is transmitted, and a sweet smell floats into the nose. A careful sniff brings with it a hint of the bitter taste of medicine, making people even more addicted.

It’s a respectful touch.

Miss Broom blushed slightly and sat up straight again.

She felt her face was a little warm due to the friction, and her brother's face became a little red because of this.

"calm……"

Miss Broom said to herself.

"Brother doesn't know anything now, so there's no need to panic."

She could hide it so well that if she wasn't discovered, it would mean it never happened.

——So it’s okay to go a little too far, right?

Such bad thoughts passed through her mind, spreading like ripples on the water, and the girl fell into silence.

The wind roared outside the window and passed through the gaps in the bell tower, making an unsettling sound. After the sound was weakened, it actually made the people inside feel at ease.

In this kind of weather, it's normal to do anything, right?

The object resembles its owner, and Miss Broom has the demeanor of Irena when she was 14 years old.

But unlike then, she doesn't feel anxious because she's worried about her brother leaving, nor is she affected by the impulsive emotions of adolescence. Strictly speaking, she just has a magical life in human form, just like Irena in the cat state. Magic is transferable, whether it is thoughts, memories or emotions, so it is possible to form a personality based on what Miss Broom has seen and heard.

He will not be confused by lust, he just longs for the warmth of emotion just like people in darkness yearn for light.

But now...

Miss Broom stretched out her hand, put her fingers gently on her brother's lips, rubbed them, then pulled them back and gently felt the temperature with the tip of her tongue.

That's it.

"It's so sweet..."

She murmured softly.

The words fell, like lighting the fuse of a powder keg, and a complaint full of grief and indignation sounded from under the bed:

"Stop it! Bastards, I'll fight you!"

"what?"

The girl who was a little slow to react lowered her head, and three people rolled out from under the bed, trying to suppress each other. The one squeezed between the hill and the low mountain was a little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes who was as beautiful as a doll.

This is not important, what is important is that she holds a bottle of magic potion in her hand.

"Crack!"

Catalyzed by the green plot she imagined, Priscilla fell into a state of extreme anger and approached the flask-shaped medicine bottle. Under her grip, the bottleneck broke.

"laugh--"

Blue mist steams inside.

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It seemed like a long time passed, but it seemed like only a moment.

The white-haired magician opened his dark red eyes, and it only took a moment for his somewhat stiff face to return to calmness and rationality. At this moment, he felt like a plate filled with soft dumplings.

It is difficult for people to define dreams in simple words.

While traveling, Xidi had seen popular film art. To use this as a metaphor, the first quarter was a calm and humorous mime, with a somewhat intimate understanding; then there were noisy family conversations that made him In the deep sleep without feedback, one can't help but feel helpless; in the third quarter, the painting style takes a turn for the worse, like the opening of a youth film, with gentle caresses and touches, feelings conveyed without words, with a calming temperature. .

and now.

Could this be a normal movie with such chaotic elements mixed in?Like the debut of some new directors, under the crazy lens, the story is as chaotic as a dream.Very explosive.

Dreams rarely have clear logic, but reality still requires a little bit. You can’t ask for more, just a little bit is fine.

So, in less than one afternoon, what went wrong and ended up like this?

At this moment, he was surrounded by girls, with Priscilla lying on his chest, Miss Broom on his left, little Nino on his right, and Cole lying horizontally on his legs. He could feel the softness through the quilt, as if he was being whitened and clean. surrounded by little lambs.

But rather than feeling the girl's youthful body, Xidi was more concerned about why this situation occurred.

There is a kind of mathematical beauty in which the Pythagorean theorem is written on the blackboard, and when you open your eyes, the screen is full of symbols that you don’t recognize.

Fortunately, he was not unconscious in the dream, but it always took some time to recall some things. It was obviously inappropriate to ignore the children in his body and think in a daze now.

He raised his hand to summon the staff and levitated out of bed. Since he was only wearing his inner clothes, the cold air in the room made him shiver. He quickly wrapped himself in a robe and scarf, which made the sore nose feel better.

As for the little ones on the bed... they would definitely catch a cold if they lay down like this, but they slept soundly. Xidi just spent some effort to move another bed and put it together so that they could lie down a little more comfortably. Ke, who was inseparable, Lei and Nino were in a group. Priscilla was petite and curled up in an insecure sleeping position. She snored comfortably and lightly when huddled alone in a corner.

Finally, there’s Miss Broom.

Xidi had almost straightened out the situation, but her mood became complicated. She couldn't help but feel a little strange towards this girl.

Xi Di can still clearly recall those slender fingers and soft cheeks.

Well, it helped him understand the feeling of being held up and down by Irena when he was in a coma, and it filled in the missing parts. Although it was not to that extent in terms of contact level, the shock it brought was the same: like a porcelain doll. Little girl, why did you do such a thing?

In comparison, the invasion of the Big Three students and the fragments of medicine bottles on the ground became less noticeable.