Candy Wizard and Travel

"All I can say is try your best."

Mal caressed her disciple's face.

"When I see an outstanding child, I can't control it, just like when I saw little Xidi."

Except for commercial works, all her works are full of emotions, just like her children. The more refined Mal's skills are, the more she can hear the voices of the dolls. When those children lie on the operating table and use the When observing the world with inorganic eyeballs, expressing the joy of rebirth and sighing about the world, Mal really couldn't control himself to give them real life.

"Really, you..."

It was a familiar feeling that reminded Xidi of the time when he was a magician, and the family who had been harmed by his master came to the door with a shaved cat.

From then on, every time Master sneaked out, he would feel like this.

"There's really nothing I can do against you, so just hide on the floating island."

The puppet army is the puppet army. When the guys at the tea party came to the door, they said they were just for viewing. If the headquarters moved, they could just move them. He didn't do anything wrong and wasn't afraid of the witch knocking on the door.

There should be no one who would put the mantle of association president on him.

Afterwards, we briefly chatted about the customs and customs of another world. The modern clothes gave Mal new inspiration.

After that, she didn't keep any more disciples. Firstly, inspiration came, and secondly, she hadn't finished looking at the photos she had taken from Xidi's adoptive parents. Marr prefers to solve problems alone, and she would be done after replenishing the energy of her disciples.

"Goodbye, Master, and everyone at Doll."

"I'll go to the island after I finish packing."

"Well, I'll come see you next time."

Mal sat on the counter and didn't get up.

At the end of the long aisle, the store door closed.

The puppet witch snapped her fingers, and the sign in front of the store flipped to "close".

Closed today.

She took out a thick photo album, which was full of photos of her disciples.

Mal doesn't like to think about the past, because the meticulousness of the work makes the sense of time elongate to a terrifying degree. For her, some tasks are boring, samey, and confused.

But there was one thing she remembered clearly.

11 years ago, on a sunny day, the puppet master, who was not yet a suspicious woman, opened the door and his eyes were attracted by a white-haired child.

It reminded her of the delicacy of a doll.

The child seemed to be troubled by something and was looking at the shop sign in a trance.

In order to make it clear who she is and to easily identify her target, if an active witch is engaged in commercial work, she needs to hang a special sign in front of the store, and that's the one he's looking at.

Staring into those red eyes, Mal couldn't help but be immersed in that look.

When he came to his senses, he had already taken him home.

She thought that the change also started at that time.

That child became her muse, and inspiration has flowed ever since.

……

Xidi doesn't like to recall the past very much. He has a special memory method. He keeps the important moments in his mind and throws away the unimportant details.

In this way, when he wants to know something, it is as convenient as opening a photo album.

Returning to the capital is not just for nostalgia. The new present will always wash away the past, and every day has its highlights.

With the idea of ​​​​feeling the changes in the royal capital, Xidi walked to the nearby commercial street.

It seems that today is a suitable day for reunion.

Walking towards him was a girl with long black hair, skin as beautiful as oriental porcelain, and a beautiful appearance.

But unlike the little housekeeper at home, this one's temperament is a bit cold, and his light blue eyes are as cold as the surface of a frozen lake.

She did not wear the association's medals, nor did she dress in an inconspicuous manner.

That should be a normal vacation status.

Xidi deliberately increased the sound of her footsteps and walked towards her. Sure enough, within two steps she raised her eyes and looked over.

For no reason, Xidi thought of something.

The ice skin begins to melt and the ripples become brighter.

The alienated eyes suddenly brightened, and the eyebrows were raised, and then they were forced down again, and they were frowned. After a brief moment, they were worried about whether this would give people the illusion of being disliked, and then they returned to their original state.

With the training skills, I finally adjusted to a normal and calm expression in a short period of time.

But her eyes couldn't be controlled as well as her expression, so the girl had no choice but to look away.

Move away, look over, move away.

After repeating this cycle, she raised her hand to say hello.

"here."

……

After a while, the two sat in the cafe.

Mina ordered a cup of coffee and a cup of sweet milk and asked the waiter softly.

"Can you help me get more sugar cubes?"

"Guest, it's in the box over there."

"I looked, and there was only a small half left. It might not be enough."

"?"

Because she was a magician, the waitress only hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

When it comes to magicians, many strange things are not so strange. They are just addicted to sugar. At least they still order. The waitress still remembers that in her hometown, she met a person who ordered a glass of water and left. The gray witch who takes away all the sugar and condensed milk.

Maybe it was because she was in a difficult time. Anyway, the things didn't belong to her, so she didn't care.

Xidi had already finished ordering before she even opened her mouth.

Because it was close to noon, Mui Ne didn’t rush to order matching snacks.

After the coffee came, she held the spoon and stirred the black liquid continuously, staring at the vortex in the cup.

This kind of performance is obviously thoughtful.

Xidi was surprised by her "frankness": she didn't pretend that nothing happened, which was already quite candid for this girl with an awkward personality.

Then he would speak first.

"Have you encountered anything recently? Mina, maybe I can help."

He can also be regarded as an educator. At Minai's age, in another world, he would be in high school. He has not yet left the category of a student, and his major is the counterpart.

Mina's fingers gently stroked the platycodon flowers on her chest, and then twirled them around her beautiful black hair. This was her little habit when her emotions were ups and downs.

After careful consideration, she confided her troubles in front of the person her sister admired.

"It's about the witch."

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[Coco Witch] Saya's sister Mina is a magician with outstanding talents.

When Saya was worried about taking the internship exam, she was also worried about it, but what she was worried about was how to leak the water without leaving a trace without being noticed.

As a result, due to a misjudgment, Mei Nai thought that the candidates in the same field were showing weakness to the enemy. Unexpectedly, when they took action, everyone was really weak.

So I passed the apprentice witch examination.

That was a long time ago.

And now, she is still a trainee witch.

Among the witches Xi Di knew, at this time she was trying to be on par with him and Estelle.

It was because of his lack of common sense. Estelle was a strict teacher, but as for Mina... Frankly speaking, Hidi couldn't see the problem.

She has an awkward personality, but is very cute. She often has difficulty expressing her emotions, so she will put in more effort to let people understand through her actions.

In terms of ability, people are speechless. She has been treated as a qualified witch before she graduated. Obviously, in theory, trainees must follow their mentor.

For such a girl, what's the problem that keeps her from getting the witch's medal?

"Master Sheila always said, wait until I am older."

Mina stirred the coffee and said this.

Of course she was a little confused.

It's not that she is shameless, she has proven her ability. Every friend and association colleague who knows her will be surprised when they see her: Why haven't the platycodon flowers been replaced with stars yet?

However, the status of a trainee still has many restrictions, such as the choice of tasks. Sometimes the witch does not allow her to intervene in the tasks performed by the witch. After all, not every branch knows her and will trust a child who is not a witch yet.

Her sister, who has already qualified as a witch, is gradually treating her like a child.

Therefore, regarding the qualifications of a witch, something she didn't think she needed to care about, it appeared too frequently recently, so she started to care about it again.

This is the thing that worries her the most recently, besides all the trivial matters: strange stories in the capital, busy work, conflicts between alien races, big and small...

This is even more annoying.

but.

She raised her head and looked at the white-haired traveler in front of her who had a calm and gentle face and listened carefully to her words. When she looked at him like this, she felt a refreshing coolness blowing through her heart, calming her restless heart.

Xidi listened carefully and began to understand the situation.

"Uncle Master is very reliable on issues other than smoking. Since she feels that you cannot meet the standards of a witch for the time being, there must be a reason."

"I think so."

Mina nodded, and then began to think about why with a heavy expression.

This kind of cold question-and-answer method is too boring and can easily cause psychological stress. Xidi began to share the days when he was stuck as a witch and what he was thinking about during those times.

The answer is nothing.

Every day spent with the teacher is happy enough.

My dream is to continue living like a teacher, so I want to travel, experience the same life as a teacher, and truly understand the teacher.

The qualification to be a witch was not actually something he needed, but the teacher gave it to him anyway.

"So, is there anything in particular that Mina wants to do? Why must she become a witch?"

Looking across the street, Xidi pointed to the bookstore on the corner that was doing well.

"In recent popular literature, the protagonist often says things like, 'There is still a place that must be visited,' 'A hometown that must be saved,' 'An enemy that must be defeated'... something like this."

This is similar to otherworld novels. In the final analysis, there must be a reason to set off, right?

Even though I felt nostalgic at the time, but now it seems that that journey was not meaningless. The farthest distance between us is longing, and the saddest distance is probably because we think we understand each other, but in fact we don’t. For Xidi, that is It was something he couldn't accept, so he never regretted starting.

In this regard, he admired his junior sister more. When Irena was about eight years old, she decided to become a traveler. The agreement with her family was that she would become a witch and have the power of a witch before she could travel with confidence.

She spent the next few years working toward that goal.

The purpose is clear and the motivation is strong.

For many people, such a life is enviable.

He also met Irena when she was 13 years old. At that time, her characteristics were so distinctive that it was noticeable.

And the girl from the far east in front of her... didn't feel like there was anything pushing her, so Xidi was a little concerned about why Mina became a witch.

After asking this question, the black-haired girl unexpectedly fell silent. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head blankly.

Mina suddenly remembered that the first time she heard about the witch was in her hometown.

Irmali Road of the East.

In the local culture, it is a place called Kansai. My grandmother is a well-known witch in her hometown. She is dignified in front of outsiders, but she is a loving old man at home. Now, she should still be working for Jidong. The magic reform issue is a headache.

That day, my sister coquettishly said, "I will become a witch from now on, and then become my grandmother's disciple."

My grandmother said that she was too old and could not give qualified instruction to her disciples in terms of energy and skills.