When She Becomes a Witch

"Really, that was awesome. The Battle of Witches by the Upper Class!

"Oh... right"

"The pink robe-a-la Frances senior's literally super-fired magic streak was amazing, too!

"Purple Basle Dress seniors have magically enhanced them with physical skills and defenses that use magic without waste."

The new students share their earlier thoughts on the Battle of Witches, while remaining excited to leave behind the arena.

Of course, Chloe and her partner, Souzillow, were one of them.

That concludes the admission ceremony.

The new students are disbanded in the arena and are supposed to be home by now.

But Chloe was somehow hard to break up with Souzillow and kept talking to him as he walked down the road to the school gate.

"Hey, Soujiro's an international student, so maybe boarding house."

"Oh. It was nice living alone, but it was rejected by the house. I'm looking after a boarding house that specializes in hosting boys."

"Which area is it around?

"I just went from school to Yamanote a little bit."

"Hey, can I go play there?

"It will be decided for nothing. It's just the boys."

Though with a steady and clear attitude, Souzillow has responded properly to Chloe's query, and the conversation is in place for now.

"Hey, hey, hey, Souzillow"

"Now what the hell, Chloe?"

"I found our parents over there, so go say hello."

"What? Say hello to your parents, you"

Souzillow rounded his eyes. Without hearing his reply, Chloe pulls her arm wrapped in that grey suit and takes her to the front of the school gate where her parents wave small.

"Hey... wait! You're breaking my new uniform sleeve!

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

"My partner's girl ruined my uniform from the first day of school, what kind of man am I?"

When Chloe let go of her sleeve, Souzillow blurred but lightly trimmed her uniform and turned to Chloe's parents.

"... ever... sorry, let me show you this place. I am Souzillow Hino. I think I'll take care of your daughter for three years at this school. There will be a lot of inconvenience..."

And, Souzillow's clear greeting was blocked by a playable laugh.

"Ugh, nice to meet you! I'm so glad such a pretty girl is our Chloe's partner!

Chloe's mother speaks quickly, a little, no, rather shabby. Palms covered in perfect size gloves are placed on both cheeks of their own.

My mother, Claire, is the perfect woman for the word "cute," a maiden of her dreams.

"Are you restless, Crail?... Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Souzillow. My daughter and wife excused me. I'm Chloe's father and I'm Alban. Greetings."

Contrary to my mother, the man next door also introduces himself in a slow voice.

Father Alban said the eyes behind the black edge glasses are quiet and intelligent, while the physique is grand as a disappointment.

"Uh, thank you... Miss Chloe looks a lot like you two."

"Oh, Souzillow, I knew you'd think so, too?

"Ha, they say that a lot"

"Mmmm... are they that similar...?

In fact, that's more or less what people who see the Neulai family say.

That my daughter Chloe over there looked a lot like her parents.

My mother gave me light green hair and green eyes.

For the height of my father's concession, a slender, long leg.

You've got a good face and good things for each of your parents, they often say. Cat-like eye shapes and soggy jaws come from the mother, and soggy, neat noses and crisp frowns come from the father.

As Chloe, my daughter, it is a somewhat complicated thought. I don't hate my parents. Rather, I love it, but it was around the age when my appearance wasn't just mine anymore.

"Soujiro, you're small and skinny, but you have good muscles. The palm doesn't seem to be made out of needlework alone. Did you do any sports or... martial arts?

To Chloe's father's words, Souzillow responded by blinking so clearly a few times with his big eyes that he might make a noise.

"... In my hometown, I did a lot of swordsmanship. Some other martial arts.... but how did you know that?"

Then, my father seeds with a gentle smile.

"I'm a tailor in this city. I'm a former graduate here, and now I have witch guests, and I have quite a few guests who aren't witches. The way you muscle, to a certain extent, you know who they are."

"Does that mean you're a tailor who graduated from the Alstromerian School?

A big, glittering black eye with great respect is looking up at my father.

Alban nodded vigorously and affirmed.

"And let me say one more thing. The swordsmanship you wear will never be as smug as it sounds. Are you humbled by your national identity?

Souzillow's eyes and eyebrows are only slightly distorted and he has a puzzling look on his face. Then I looked at my palms and turned back to Alban.

"... that... I have held the sword since I was attentive, but I am certain that I am a young man in the path of the sword, so let me say that earlier. The master of swordsmanship has also told me not to tease my arms into a groan. But if that offends you, I apologize."

"No, I'm sorry. I think I've said mean things. I didn't think you'd look so troubled, you know."

Straight away, my father seemed to be in trouble, staring into the mysterious black eyes of Souzillo.

"Oh, you're in rare trouble. Well, I mean, my husband wants to say this." With your swordsmanship, I want you to protect my daughter Chloe. Who does this girl look like, because she has a personality who wants to stick her neck in every mess "!

"Crail!"

How could you always? Oh, it's not true. Because. I wish I was honest. You should pick a few more words. Then maybe it won't make sense....!!!!!

Parents who say it's on the premises of the Alstromerian School, but start a couple fights amicably.

I don't hate them like that, but as my daughter Chloe, I also just want to pretend to be someone else now.

"Souzillow, I'm sorry. Something about my parents."

"No... well, Chloe's family is close."

"You don't have to follow me."

"Nevertheless, I didn't know Chloe's father was a graduate here, and a tailor setting up shop on Atlantis Island. That's a very enviable environment."

I look sincerely jealous, so groaning Souzillo.

Seeing that look, Chloe came up with something good.

"That's right, Souzillow. Come to my house now!