When She Becomes a Witch

- In the beginning, one was still a naked beast.

At one point the beast put a cloth together to protect itself. It is the birth of clothing. And it was the moment when the beast became one.

This was the beginning magic.

The first and most mighty magic the beast has made by putting together his clothes.

Listening to a speech of such content, Chloe Neulai was battling the sleeper.

It's a boring, boring story. Because anyone who aspires to be a witch knows something like that.

And I know the rest of it for granted.

"And the times have flown. Clothing can only be a magic curse outfit (Magic Dress), giving the witch a magical aftermath. In ancient Greek times, for example, large cloth-wrapped and tied cloths were used as garments -"

If what lives in this Atlantic islands - the pieces that spared the sinking of the ancient magical empire of Atlantis - it's a story that has been heard many times since childhood school, no, maybe from a careful point of view.

I can't believe I finally got into school and the first thing they heard was such a ragged story......

Chloe distorts her shapely lips and yawns.

I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm about to lose my sleeper. The eyelids stick together and close the green eyes completely. And his head fluttered, and each time three long thin green braids swayed loosely.

The hall for the rally is dimmer in good shape and the student seats are more comfortable to sit in than I thought, so I'm going to fall asleep like this, but whatever it takes, that won't be good.

Today is a special day - because it's an entrance ceremony.

Alstromerian School.

The highest school in the world to train first-rate tailors and first-rate witches.

Of course it's an admirable school for Chloe, who was born and raised on the main island of Atlantis, but for young people who aspire to be tailors and witches around the world, it's just the place to grab great dreams... Apparently.

In fact, there are quite a few new students in the hall who look exotic.

Everyone was dressed in a brand new uniform, staring at the stage with serious eyes.

... Yes, I'm at that Alstromerian school right now.

Chloe softly pinches her uniform skirt.

This piece is made of fine, solid grey fabric.

The chest has a large reverse triangular white yoke collar with buttons and a white cuff at the tip of a long, dull sleeve. The waist is switched in a slightly lower position, from which the skirt of the lower knee length spreads flutteringly.

And if Chloe and the other witch students, a short cloth flows like a small cape from the decorative ribbon on their left shoulder. On the other hand, if you are a female student in the sartorial department, you are supposed to wear a white apron with no breasts on it.

The men are only in the tailoring department, so this is a grey suit for everyone.

... the uniform of the Alstromerian School, which I have always admired.

I'm haunting it now. Surrounded by the kids wearing it, they're at the entrance ceremony!

In the morning, no, I've been bummed to prepare since last night, so Chloe, who finally felt it coming here, drowsiness was the one that totally blew it off, but now the joy and the softness that comes from it stopped.

No more drowsiness, not even kabi-grown boring speeches.

"Now, at the end of the ceremony, there's a word for all the freshmen from the dean."

After that word, it was a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties or so who took the stage.

If you live on this island, you know what it looks like, and perhaps the rest of the world knows its name.

Yumis Latrasta Atlantis. A woman who is the head of the Arstromerian School and the head of the International Witch Federation, which manages this island.

Waiting for the words of the school director, such a great being, the new students drank solidly.

"Good day and happy enrollment, everyone.... but maybe it's time for some of you that the ceremony is boring and about to lose to the sleeper?

A bitter laugh rises from all over the venue. Apparently, it doesn't mean Chloe's the only one who was fighting the sleeper.

"Now, before you lose your sleep - you have to announce something important. At our Alstromerian School, tailor aspirants and witch aspirants will be asked to pair up. This pair was established by the school based on the results of the entrance exam and other information, as well as compatibility derived by fortune telling. It's basically unacceptable to change partners. Don't let the red thread of your destiny change who you are connected to..."

Even though it is known before taking the exam, tension runs on the new students.

And Chloe, of course.

... Chloe sees new students with a slightly tailored aspiration sitting around.

About 80% of them are boys in grey suits, but the rest are girls in white aprons.

It's common sense that witches can only be women, but tailors are told that men are better suited, and that some countries used to stipulate that only men could be men by law.

... where the hell is any kid from being a partner. And will we get along properly? And most importantly, what kind of dress will the child make for Chloe?

... I don't care about fine foresight anymore, so I want you to tell me who your partner is ASAP!

When such a softened air began to flow among new students, it was told.

"We will now present a pair of seated first to tenth places on this occasion. Students whose names have been called, please respond and take the stage."

Yumis, the director of the school takes out some paper and reads out his name.

As a matter of course, it's the top performers who have high seats. Top grades in this Alstromerian school will mean top tailor aspirants and witch aspirants in the world. It was a very honorable thing.

"-Chloe Neulai, Witch aspirant, seventh place in the seat."

"... Yes!

Even though it was something I was informed about beforehand, they really called me.

Chloe moves her hands and feet diligently to the stage where the lighting is dazzling, under the envious gaze of the new students around her.

- Even in the darkness, the thin green offering hair shakes, and the green eyes of the cat that remind him of his eyes are still holding a light that seems to be strong in will. Plus, a little taller for a girl of this age. And the feet that extend from the hem of the uniform are smooth and long and supple.

Such Chloe's appearance clearly attracted the attention of the students.

On the stage, there were already six pairs.

And a small, skinny - beautiful boy, confused with a beautiful girl, wearing a grey men's uniform, stared at Chloe.

... this beautiful girl, my, partner.

When he opened his lips, it was a lower voice than I thought spinning out of it.

"I'm Aoshiro Scarlet... No, it's Soujiro Hino. Nice to meet you, Chloe Neulai."

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you, Souzillo."

Chloe laughed slightly as she showed her teeth as she rocked the three thin green braids and tilted her little neck.

Witch aspirant Chloe Neulai.

Tailor aspirant Saudirou Hino.

This was when they met.