The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

"That's amazing!"

"Are you surprised?"

"Wasn't Madame de Tangpette Nege a nobleman? It's amazing that you know beauty techniques."

"Oh, Dionne, you don't know everything. My grandmother was originally from Ladies Made of the House of Tangpette de Nege. Although she was hired as a sewing maid, she was able to complete her dressing room with her exceptional hair, and soon after, she took over the seat of her late wife. Soon my mother was born, and the count did not live long."

Dionne's pale sky blue eyes began to sparkle with the prospect of hearing a rare gossip.

Thanks to the audience's response, Cell's explanation continued.

Marie was born the illegitimate child of the aristocracy, but she is stylish in her clothes and has great dexterity. Her beauty was immense. There was nothing rough after the identity was washed.

The young countess, with mysterious navy hair and silvery eyes, became the king's mistress after leading Carolingian society before the revolution. in mourning

In this passage, when Dione swallowed his breath, she put down the scissors and put the razor on the handle.

"By the time the king was in government, he was responsible for all the hidden property of the Etsensel family."

"I'm sure this is the most exciting story I've ever heard of this year.”

"It's an honor to have enjoyed it. Now, look at Isiel. It's done."

With short bobbed hair and neatly trimmed hair on the back of the neck, Chell gave Isiel a hand mirror. Then he took another square mirror out of the toolbox and held it from the back so that he could see the back of his head. It was a really deft job.

"You always owe me.”

"I'm glad I could trim my hair as beautiful as rose petals."

It is too luxurious for a living person's tool and returns to a box with excessively decorated scissors and combs set.

Rachel brushed Isiel's hair in a clean cotton cloth and removed his gown. It looked fresh and pretty.

Gorung Street gently scratched under the chin of Behemoth, said Dione.

"I think I'll try bobbed hair next time. So far, it's not even an article, but it's kind of awkward to cut my hair."

Knights used swords, and there were women in uniform and short hair in the last generation. However, it was not common for people who were not knights.

Before the reign of Queen Carmela, who was a knight, women with ether sensitivity usually became wizards.

There was also the influence of Queen Isalt, the first wizard, and until then, it was rare for an ether-sensitive woman to become a knight.

But now that distinction was fading in Albion.

"Even in the violets club, I see girls with short hair often these days. Any style would suit Dionne like a painting."

The violets club was the second most joined by the cello after the flight club, and was a group where both women and students with jobs could join.

They collected dues to help each other, and produced pamphlets and weekly magazines to help the campaign to expand suffrage.

"Ha-ha, what's on your lips? You've always had this sleek, short hair.”

"Exactly since I was seven."

Perhaps because she recalled the past while talking to Dione, she recalls the day when she cut her hair for the first time.

Katarina did not mean that her daughter was different from others from the beginning. She fought for a long time with a child who was angry that she didn't like dresses, ribbons, and long hair.

It was Marie who put an end to the conflict. He cut her seven-year-old granddaughter's hair short and matched her shorts and black shoes as she wanted.

Marie Thangpet de Negee left two legacies to Chelsea.

One was rich property, and the other was teaching you to do whatever you want to do wherever you want.

"Oh, so, Eisiel, enjoy your life doing what you want to do. Huh? Don't just be tied to studying or training to meet, Arthur.

"I am living my way enough. Rather, you need to live less adventurous life. Like the other day, you can jump into a reckless flight without taking care of yourself. Even an extremely good prosecutor like Professor Rosa, if he is seriously injured....”

"Oh, no more preaching."

Rachel joined the flight club last year. The flight club was only allowed to join adult ethers who could use [hardening].

At the club, he rode a wooden glider because the safety of the machine was terrible and he crashed once in three flights.

It was a human accident immediately when a person without ether stress got on board, and even if he/she used [hardening], he/she eventually got hurt when he/she fell from a high altitude.

House mate Isiel knew last month that Chelsea had a new scar across the shoulder blade. It was because it was difficult to remove the scar even though it could heal the wound with magic.

"But thanks to you, I went up to level five! Isn't that a great achievement?"

"Chelestes."

When Isiel was about to start preaching in earnest, a behemoth with ears pricked up suddenly arose. The cat ran out of Dionne's arms and toward the entrance.

Arthur and Clayo reached the entrance of the research student's laboratory. While Arthur unloaded his bike, Clayo raised the ether and unlocked the door.

"Praise Behemoth, the mausoleum of great learning."

Ring, ring. Click.

"The magic lock has a great function... Can't you change the truth?"

"I can't change it because it's already set."

The voice recognition lock with the essence of Albion Maddo Science on the T-flume board was made with 80% of Behemoth's wisdom, 15% of the drinking spirit that brought wisdom, and 5% of Clayo's ideas.

And Jin-eon opens the door according to the opinion of Behemoth, the main producer... That's what happened.

Arthur grumbled every time he opened the door. He seemed to be still unhappy with Behemoth being treated in the following order.

"Now that I'm all grown up, I'm a young man everywhere, but I'm like a child again.’

Clattering!

"Why are you crying? Ugh! (Waiting for you) I thought you were leaking! Why is it so hard to see you?"

When Behemoth, who ran with all his might, stood up with two hind feet and hung on his thigh with two front feet, Clayo's body was greatly shaken.

He seemed to be angry that he came back from the lab, opened the door of the lab, and went out to get champagne.

Arthur, who was carrying a champagne box, clicked his tongue.

"Can't, can't. Be gentle. I'll catch Ray.”

"Wow! (Shut up)"

"What, why do I feel like I've been cursed by a cat?"

Although Dionne was like that from the beginning, Arthur and the other children seemed to understand Behemoth more and more.

Clayo quickly turned the subject around.

"It's just the feeling. Just get your drink and get back in."

At Dionne's trump card, "I can't see you manage your most valuable assets like that," Arthur came to complete a shave and wash at a tremendous speed.

Arthur, who turned his darker golden hair back in the water, laid a tablecloth on the liver table, and Clayo put champagne in a circle with a box to cast a spell.

Two years after reaching level 5, Clayo's ability to adjust the ether has evolved to a level where the temperature of each alcoholic beverage can be adjusted differently.

'Liones is about as sweet as Demi Sex, so it's better to make it colder than Brue.’

Everyone here knew well that he, who is called the future cannabis magician, had the highest level of satisfaction among his magic.

Following Arthur and Clayo, the twins opened a basket of snacks prepared by Mrs. Charlotte.

They were duck breasts, pateung crout with oranges and pistachios, sliced clams, a bite-sized sandwich with eggs and truffles, aged conte cheese, onion chutney, olives and pickles.

Chelsea and Isiel lined up mismatched liver and outdoor chairs to match the number of people. Behemoth settled on a sunbed early on.

In the middle of spring, the warm sun shines, and the lilac, which makes the stones excited, scatters the petals.

The twins roared at the tiny purple petals on their share of champagne.

"I didn't know that daytime drinking was this good. Ray was wondering why you had to drink.”

"A glass of champagne in the middle of the day, that's great."

After hearing the twins' conversation, Chell sat cross-legged and smiled meaningfully.

"Oh, my Angelium ladies have become grown-ups."

"Is that okay? I think our master was too educational and bad, so as a former guardian, my conscience is a bit bitter."

"It's all right, Lady D.O. Let's have just one drink each."

"That's right. Lippi and I are not going to drink like Arthur and Ray and blow away the arch of the backwood, or let all the water in the pond soar into the air."

"No, I've never heard of that lamp tree. What's that, young man.

Clayo, who had been adding alcohol to each of his glasses, changed the subject.

"Lady Dione, it's a rare opportunity to enjoy Rio, so drink. It's my birthday."

"Huh, you're growing up and you're getting cuter? I'll let it go for today."

Dionne likes Clayo's blunt way of talking about his birthday.

Mrs. Canton whispered a few words. "I've never been properly congratulated on your birthday. The day after your birthday is your anniversary.'

So last year, Dione had a birthday party in my Clayo lab. Everyone was happy, and it soon became the annual event for Arthur and his friends.

Happy birthday words, gift boxes, and several toasts passed by.

The white cake Dionne prepared was the most popular bakery in Lundane recently, with lemon cream in between the light sponges and white icing on top.

said Dione, whose cheeks were flushed with champagne.

"I didn't expect the dried fish to grow this well. That Dionne Grey is just thrilled."

"Hahaha. It's a dried fish. Did you hear that, Lippi?

"Yeah. But now it's like a street lamp. Did you grow up well?"

"Oh, my God, Angelium ladies, don't say anything you don't know. You look exactly like Baron Asher Jun's youth. My eyes and hair are a bit lighter, so I look more fragile, but… He's as tall as Arthur.”

Of course, Dionne's opinion was strongly refuted by Chelsea, Lippi and Leticia.

"Yeah, isn't he so big that awkward? He used to be smaller than me."

Chell, who disapproves of the fact that the secret is the subject but the eye level is higher than his own,

"You don't have to be tall again. He has my father, Ray, and he said he doesn't look like a man. Does it look like a long piece of paper walking around?”

"No, Leticia. But it's not like a letter paper anymore, but I think my cardboard is in order."

"Well, that's true. I used to be so pathetic and pathetic that I don't look like a human being, but now I look like a skinny person."

They were two twins whose mouths of truth were opened.

Arthur, who quickly emptied two glasses of champagne, followed the third and stepped in between the twins, Chelsea and Dione.

"I think it's our friends' recognition that Ray has become healthier. I woke him up every morning and took him out for morning training.”

"That's right. There are five of us, so it was perfect for Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Hehe."