The Strongest Wizard Who Makes Full Use of the Strategy Book

Me - Isabella, the "witch" apprentice, was having an interview.

The place is in Lequizam, a small coffee shop.

Together surrounding the round table are my sister's apprentices Zucchi and Tina.

And the defendant is Kate, who is also supposed to be her sister's apprentice.

"Looks like you've been going through that frigid guy lately, don't you, Kate?

"Ugh, who's the frigid guy?"

"Don't fall in love. I'm talking about Henri Magnusso."

"Love means backwards, Kate. Sister, you're pathetic."

"Agree Zucchi"

I dazzle Kate sitting face to face, plus Zucchi and Tina from both neighbors exerting pressure from left to right.

"Beh, that's all right, isn't it? It's none of your business?"

"It matters a lot. We don't trust that man at all. I always look at suspicion, and believe that if there is any discrepancy, it should be rebuffed and banished as soon as possible."

"Oh, I don't think I need to do that ~"

"Look, I thought Kate would say that. If you have his shoulders, you're betraying us."

"Agree with Isabella and Zucchi"

"Ugh..."

The three of us are amazing, and Kate is about to cry.

Unlike her twin sister Zucchi, Kate has long been weak and irresistible in character to us.

Even if we are putting you in that man with a temporary loss of mind, if we haunt and teach you our hearts in this way, you will soon stand back on the main road as witches.

Yeah, we don't have this kind of interview because Kate hates everything.

Rather the other way around.

Only four sisterly disciples take care of their bonds.

"I'm going to learn magic from Henri no matter what they say."

"Noooo!?

I became a little bit, and I shouted in disgust.

Zucchi and Tina also have their eyes round.

No way, Kate! That cowardly Kate!

I can't believe you answered the three of us!

"Sister, I don't know what Kate's thinking anymore."

Zucchi moaned, but you must not truly take what this woman says.

Because she and Kate are fragmented sisters, even though they are twins, who are true opposites in their thinking and values. What Zucchi can't understand about Kate is rather the usual thing.

"I can't believe Kate was a romantic brain..."

Tina was stunned, but this in itself is just shocking.

She always either rides someone else's ass horse or denies it at the bottom, so it's unprecedented to speak her opinion.

That must have shocked Tina, too. I agree.

"Beh, I'm not in love, I'm not going to see Henri."

Kate wants a clear lie.

I wonder what those bright red cheeks are if they're not romantic feelings.

"Besides, the love brain is terrible. Everyone wants a lover or wants to get married someday."

"Nonsense. We're witches, aren't we? It's not" normal "at that point."

"So, Isabella won't be in love or married? For the rest of her life?"

"Yeah, I'm not interested. Love feelings, etc., are nothing more than fantasies brought about by a kind of conservative instinct. What if you think about what it means for us witches to live extremely long lives? I wonder if Kate doesn't understand the stupidity of going down to the same low dimension as all the ordinary people who are nothing but kedamonos? If you want offspring to prosper anyway, it's not the witch who asks you to make heirs to thought and technology, not blood connections?

"Uh-huh."

I can't argue with Kate in any way, and she growls at me as I fold up in honesty with Zubazuba.

"That's enough, too. Isabella's head."

Half-crying Kate left the store to escape.

Pity. And I didn't know you could understand this much teaching......

Being a truly shallow daughter while my sister's apprentice!

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With the defendant gone, the place was completely blank.

Tina will also leave the store so Zucchi can take a seat and follow.

Only I, who remain alone, will continue to enjoy my tea with dignity as I go my way.

Then...

"Here, take a seat, okay?

I was suddenly called from the side.

I lean the cup and cast only my gaze sharply.

A young man in his early twenties or so stood nicely.

Very sweet baby face.

But there's a big scratch on one cheek, and thanks to that one point, there's an unspeakable manhood.

"You have as many seats around you as you want, right?

"I want to be with you."

The young man sat even though I did not allow him to.

And next door, not face to face!

Drag the chair down, close enough for me and my shoulders to touch each other!

"Hey."

I slap the cup and put it down, and my voice is absurd in protest.

But the baby face youth is shabby.

"Don't you like the imposing man?

"Oh, of course, disrespect -"

"You have beautiful hands, don't you?

The youth will not let me speak to all of them, but will suddenly shake my hand to envelop them.

Too much, I accidentally lost my voice.

My cheeks got so hot that it hurt.

Beh, it's not because I don't have enough male experience!

Never because this young man is handsome!

"I'm Pauli. What's your name?

"Him, before you hear a man's name, name him first."

"So say Pauli. Haha, you, that's funny, huh?

"Wow, I'm Isabelle."

"And more cute than anything."

"Nah, nah, nah, nah."

I can't believe this is my voice, and the screams that are not are coming out of my mouth.

I can't blush anymore and keep nagging up.

That's right.

I felt like I heard a whine from somewhere, but I couldn't even confirm where it originated.