When She Becomes a Witch

The school festival takes place over two days.

Aoshiro looks at the window.

The sun was falling through the windows in the blinding spring.

Today and tomorrow, the weather is clear. The wind is mild and the weather would be nice to go out.

Many people are now coming to the school festival.

Apart from the body of students attending from the local Atlantis main island, the body of students studying abroad from Europe and the United States comes a long way for this day. Especially since they don't have to be students' associates, the Islanders also say goodbye with a festive feel.

In the meantime, "Book Cafe," a Western literary production, was quite crowded with people.

The table has between 70% and 80% of the total filled. I don't know about business with Aoi Shiro, but it doesn't make customers wait too long, it doesn't make idle birds sound, well, it seems like it spins well.

As the customer service rep for this "Book Cafe," Aoshiro flicked the hem of his maid's clothes in the morning and worked busily once more.

I'm supposed to be doing other work centered on customer service until this evening.

Instead, tomorrow is a whole day of free time. That's the kind of shift system in literature.

Aoshiro, a bunch of made-up clothes full of flirtatious frills, which are extremely unsuitable for working, seems to stand out anyway.

He is not that tall, and his voice is not extremely low, Aoshiro. The lack of breasts is engineered by the design of the made-up clothes, so that they can be plumped by pulling over the gassers and decorating the frills, and the hair is set properly and wearing a made-up cap on the back of the head, so it looks quite like it.

I don't feel uncomfortable about anything because my face is about as bad as a girl can get me wrong even if I'm wearing a man's suit.

This morning, Felicie, who came like a storm, was then applied all thin makeup, so Aoshiro's current appearance was a beautiful female student dressed as a maid of honor no matter what.

I don't mind Aoshiro that far.

If you're going to dress as a woman anyway, make an effort to be a thoroughly beautiful woman. Because it's fun and I'm happy to be close to perfection.

But.

But thank goodness...

"Lapis, Lazuli, this is for table number two."

"Let's clear table five, Lapis Lazuli."

"There's a customer over there calling, so go, Lapis Lazuli"

"... Yes"

That Aoshiro is not satisfied at all.

A Literature Faculty Bizarre at the School Festival.

That was the tentative name of the "Book Cafe" customer service clerks… called by the so-called source name.

They used to call me by my real name, but that's what happened since there was an incident where outsiders were forced to keep an eye on me and make me socialize.

… it is a mystery whether the source names have the effect of preventing them. For Aoshiro, I just have to call it bizarre.

"Lapis Lazuli. You know, over here, I need your help cleaning up."

"Oh, okay. Citrine."

Aurelia - whose current name is supposed to be Citrine - comes with a cloth towel in one hand, subtly putting together made-up clothes with different designs than Aoshiro.

Today's girlfriend was the result of Felicity's first storm in the morning, finishing her makeup and hair with soul.

Dressed in pretentious made-up clothes that have been re-tailored in consultation with Aoshiro, the flax colored hair is loosely grouped into three braids with a large ribbon.

And more importantly, skin. As a result of Felicie's obsession, guts and skill in applying makeup, the scabbard disappears with smooth, precisely ceramic-like, supple skin.

Because of that, her natural beauty in her possession was brilliantly brought out - no matter how you look at it, she was a beautiful girl now. Even if it's a friend's eye, it's nothing but a beautiful girl.

Aurelia's customer service itself was mostly unpredictable, but on the contrary, the customers covered it. Of course not in a real cafe, but now it's from a school festival. Students and guests alike will be able to relax as long as they enjoy it.

... but cute is a weapon...

Looking sideways at Aurelia's customer service, Aoshiro was the thought of reaching the truth of the world.

afternoon. Coming up from the noon break, Chloe was there.

... with his parents, Alban and Claire.

"Hello, Aoshiro. I'm here."

"I'm here," said Chloe. You... you... "

"Hello - Mr. Souzillow. Instead, could it have been Lapis Lazuli now?

"Hmm... made-up clothes, I see. Oh, hello."

Chloe has already seen it, so there is nothing to be said about it, but Aoshiro just found out that being able to see a woman's costume with a temper up to her parents is quite an experience.

"Aoshiro, you were Lapis Lazuli, not you. The design of the made-up clothes must have been decorated without any thought of functionality, but I think the goodness that the made-up clothes bring is dead. I wouldn't dare frill this chest part."

"Dad, I'm sorry. Just shut up."

Chloe forced Chloe to stop when Alban tried to make improvements to the maid's clothes with serious eyes.

"Oh... sorry, Lapis Lazuli"

"Yes, no. That, as much as I would have liked to have listened to it if possible...... please take another opportunity...... Yeah. What do you want to do with your order?

Aoshiro asks the three of them by pouring thick paper with a menu on it.

"Do you have a recommendation for the clerk?

Chloe, who is pre-informed, said so after taking a glimpse of the menu.

"That's right... 'Strawberry water without drunkenness' would be a good idea if you were a customer. The book should match" The Redhead Daughter of the Green Cut Wife Roof Mansion. "

This was the 'store clerk's recommendation', a hidden menu presence of the Western Literature Faculty 'Book Cafe'.... even though the hidden menu is well written in "School Festival Signs" etc.

"So please! One book, three drinks, please."

When the item of the order arrived, the Neulays were reading the book as they chatted.

... Chloe's family seems very close.

Aoi also often hears Chloe tell me that my mother cooked such a dish, but that my father made such a mistake.

... Aoshiro only missed a little, the family of the imperial kingdom.

What will my father, my mother, my brother, and my sister do now?

... No way, I don't think the second boy is dressed as a woman on the other side of the world.

After I was only a little hung up, I masturbated myself that way, and I was Aoi Master who comforted my own heart.

But that evening. When the store closes, too.

For Aoshiro, a very, very familiar face came to the bookcafe.

The person was a dark-haired and black-eyed imperial.

The outfit is a decently tailored suit, but she is dressed slightly disintegrated and has an inert beard on her chin. But it doesn't feel strange and unclean, rather it even feels like adult spare time, like colour.

When he admitted the person, Aoshiro was about to drop a surprising little boom.

"Oh... uncle...?

"Hey, Aoshiro. Apparently, she's fine, above all else."

The stranger, yes, his uncle, who is called by the Scarlet clan, lets him take his hat with a playful trick.

"Um... Soujiro, isn't yours... Lapis Lazuli's, uncle...?

Aurelia that squeezes your eyes. My uncle flies one wink.

"Aurelia, no, Citrine... uh, this isn't... this guy is my uncle and now he lives in the United States... but I didn't think he was coming..."

"Ha ha, that's why I thought I'd watch you instead of my brother and sister-in-law. Accidentally late for ship time, this is the time, but well, forgive me. So, the seats are fine anywhere?

That's what my uncle said, he's just putting his hand on the chair.

"Well, anywhere is fine."

My uncle, who took his seat, looks at the menu Aurelia offered him.

Aoshiro stuck his finger at the table and said to him with a fuss.

"It's already closed, so from now on, we can only serve carbonated water."

"Hiya, man."

Aoshiro offered him a bottle of carbonated water and many books without hearing his uncle complain.

"Hey, how many books do you have?"

Soujiro said clearly.

"It's not that many. It's only eighteen volumes in all. It should be less than Mr. Light Source's story about you. No problem."

"No, there is."

"So here's the carbonated water and the book. This book tells the story of a sailor being trapped and imprisoned, taking a hidden treasure, naming the Count, becoming a vengeful ghost and returning to his hometown."

"Well, you've heard about the title, but it's a long eighteen volumes."

"That's, uh... at best, take your time!

Pu, and Aoshiro turned away from his uncle.

Glad you could make it, I didn't want to show him.

And I didn't even want to show you the thought of not leaving.

Books piled up like towers. Don't go home until you've read this, I can't say just face to face.

"Damn, you're just a kid"

"Ugh, shut up!!