"My favorite color is black."
"I like black! I like white best."
"The opposite is true."
When I say that with a smile, Mr. Liz smiles back, too.
This smile means the exact opposite.
"Wouldn't it be nice if I disagreed?
"Soudeswane"
Honestly, it's getting more and more annoying.
We can't possibly know each other in a conversation like this.
"What do you like?
Still asking questions? And the question is too abstract.
You don't read my expression at all, do you, Liz?
This is why I don't like blunt heroin!
This is it.
I rang my fingers with my pussy.
Then a circle in the bouquet of flowers that was inserted in the vase at the end of the room came towards me.
It's magic that attracts things.
I caught the flowers flying this way brilliantly and gave them to Mr. Liz.
"Go ahead."
Everyone is staring at me as well as Mr. Liz.
Am I surprised by my manly behavior?
"Magic......?
"Yes."
I'd be ashamed if you didn't pick up the flowers soon.
"Ali."
"Ten years old..."
"Right."
I heard a conversation between Master Curtis and Brother Albert.
Grandpa Will asked about my age when I used magic, didn't he?
Maybe I'm better than a normal kid?
"Thanks."
Mr. Liz finally received the flowers from my hand.
"Beautiful Margaret."
Mr. Liz turned the angel's smile on me, too.
Don't turn a divine smile like defeating a villain.
I wouldn't be too happy if I got more fond of you.
Did you just give her that flower for disgust?
Blunt is happy in a way.
After everyone left, I headed to the library.
After all, you didn't decide on anything today.
It's just that Mr. Liz and I had a conversation.
Before I got to the library, Albert, I saw your brother and father standing talkin '.
That's a very serious face. Are we having such a difficult conversation?
I snuck up so I couldn't get away.
"Alicia used magic? Is that true?
"Yes, I saw it with these eyes"
"But Alicia is only ten..."
What happened to the ten years old?
Why are you all surprised to hear about my age?
"I've never seen anything like it. Incredible."
"I was surprised, too. It's only since I was thirteen that I can handle magic."
Since I was thirteen?
Me, ten.
That's kind of weird about the numbers...?
"heretic child"
Your father groaned in a low, weighty voice.
I'm the heretic?
A heretic is supposed to be heroin.
Besides, it's weird that magic can be handled from the age of thirteen. There must be some mistake.
I ran to the library without being able to handle my current story with my head.
I know bad girls shouldn't be so disturbed, but I don't have time to think about that right now.