When She Becomes a Witch

"It burns brilliantly now, the castle on the lake."

Kuru, Chloe waves her arms wide with a white flame wrapped around her.

"Swallow everything, fall apart"

Twirl, twirl, take steps.

"It's you. Take off your steel armor and wrap it with flowers."

Fluffy, once back - all the way, break your knees. It's like a spring.

And wrap your whole body in red and white flames.

"Come on, red flowers - bloom!

Chloe became a flaming bullet - flying in a straight line toward the 'target'.

"Yeah, I guess this is what happened this morning"

Looking satisfactorily at the many 'targets' that were burning down and scattered, Chloe Neulai exhaled deeply.

The facilities of the Alstromerian School are freely used by anyone who is a student by making an application. Exactly. Midnight use is rejected, etc., but nothing is wrong early in the morning.

If you are "self-taught" using equipment in the school, safety is impeccable, and most importantly, the hassle of getting permission to wear or use the Devil's Curse outfit (Magic Dress).

- The Devil's Curse outfit (Magic Dress) is beautiful, but at the same time the power itself.

So much so that some still advocate that they are no different from weapons and weapons, like guns and explosives.

That's why the International League of Witches established it.

Create, possess, wear, and use demon curse outfits (Magic Dresses). Make all of this permissible.

Chloe gathers the black-burning target with a hourglass.

It may not be something to do in a white dress. Definitely dirty. And it doesn't fall.

... Why is the first demonic curse outfit (Magic Dress) worn by Alstromerian College students defined as a white dress? Maybe wear a movement that won't get dirty. And take good care of it, even if it's dirty, to bring cleanliness and whiteness. Does that mean... and Chloe thought absurdly.

Pi, and the cold winter breeze blows.

Sometimes it's still morning, and it's pretty cold.

Even a thin dress didn't bother me at all, as I had caught the flame or burned the target until earlier, but it's pretty cold today.

Chloe rushed to finish the cleaning and jumped into the dressing room.

"Oh, I'm hungry..."

Chloe, wearing a bright grey coat over her usual uniform, heads to the courtyard with a bag containing her mother's handmade lunch.

The East House there was my favorite breakfast place these days.

For lunch this morning, a cheese and ham sandwich.

I prefer sandwiches as simple as this, Chloe. Because the ingredients are good, simple cooking is delicious enough.

I tried to have a sip of sandwich after a still warm cup of tea in the water bottle...

"Ha-ha-ha..."

Below my feet, the white hairballs - all white cats are creeping up. Very ticklish.

"Ha-ha-ha... ha..."

Somewhere sweet, he's complaining about something with such a chirp.

... This is not true, is it?

Chloe stuck her face under the table in the east room and looked at the white cat.

"You, are you hungry?

"Nyah!

"... around... but I don't have what you're likely to eat. Human food tastes too intense for the cat's body."

"Ugh... nah..."

The white cat sounds sad.

... that's too pitiful.

Chloe pulled the ham out of the sandwich and offered it in front of the white cat, thinking it was really not a good thing.

"... you can't really have ham either, you shouldn't make it a habit"

"Nyah!

The white cat sounded so energetic that he didn't think he was the same cat as earlier, he grabbed the ham with momentum.

Staring at that, Chloe also cheeks up a sandwich just for cheese.

"Are you okay... you don't suddenly fall..."

"Uh-huh?

"What are you doing?"

Abruptly, a cool voice from behind.

"... Good morning, Souzillo"

"Morning, Chloe."

Finishing his greeting, Souzillow sat on the bench opposite Chloe.

Even as he comes, the white cat keeps eating without moving. Contrary to his delicate appearance, he's probably a mundane cat with a lot of thick nerves.

Chloe wondered if Souzillo would give her credit.

that he gave the cat human food.

But he stared at the white cat and muttered just one word, "I can't help it." That's all.

"Don't you scold me?

"... well, I'm sure I'll do the same thing. Just do it"

Would it be a light cover, he says, with his long fingers on his cheeks, his long lashes laying down his beautiful eyes?

... I don't know, Souji Row is sweet.

"Still, I wonder where this cat is"

"Isn't that the wild thing that's screwing around here? There's no collar, even a little dirty. The hairs look good."

Nevertheless, I don't think he looks very wild eating a second ham for a long time.

Though this white cat may simply be confused.

"Speaking of which, Chloe. Next dress, I'm told it's time to think about the design..."

"Next dress......"

Chloe let her eyes shine.

"Oh, next time, I'm free to make colors and shapes. So, what's a good design?

"I like the white dress!

It looked right underfoot, white. Fluffy. That seems pleasant, adorable, and reflexively said so.

"Chloe, look at you cat. I told you."

Suggestions, Soujiro is laughing at me.

Still, he took a larger notebook and pencil out of his usual bag and started drawing something.

I wonder what you're drawing and Chloe moving next to him to glance at the notebook.

"Wow..."

On a bright white note, the design painting of the dress.

What he's drawing now is a girl with lowered hair wrapped around a neat dress - Chloe.

I think it's pretty good for Chloe, but Souzillow seemed very dissatisfied.

I turn my notebook and go to a new page.

"Ah."

Souzillow stops moving and gets a voice like he notices something.

"Pages, you hardly have any more..."

"Are you selling the same notes for purchasing?

"... that's what I haven't brought my wallet with me today. You failed. Well, it won't be something that's gone tomorrow, and I'm fine. Never mind."

He gets a notebook and a pencil and just gets up off the bench and goes.

"Don't be late."

"... I said I know!

When I looked under my feet, that white cat wasn't there anymore.

There were no hams or pieces left that Chloe gave him.