When She Becomes a Witch

First day of the final exam of the school year.

Two small dressing rooms.

Chloe was at the hands of Souzillo and had her magic curse outfit (Magic Dress) carefully worn.

The color is light pink. Pretty pink close to white, like a sawdust flower I saw in the spring. And a slightly darker, purple-eyed pink, tiny floral pattern is painted.

The color Chloe had decided she didn't look good on herself.

"It's not like last year's revenge."

The pink dress made by Souzillo is basle style.

It's just that last year it was for a night club with short sleeves and showing decorte, but this year it was a clear design with long sleeves and stuffed collars, like what we call a day dress.

The lace is stitched diagonally for a fluffy, thin look. Sleeves slightly swollen around the shoulders and lace cuffs. Dark red thin belt at tightly squeezed waist. And the front of the top skirt is swept up to create a number of magnificent drapes. Dark pink cloth flowers were embellished there.

Then there's the back waist, the pinnacle of the basle style dress.

It is only emphasized that this is still the case when the volume before and beside is suppressed. Of course, I didn't just inflate it. He makes irregular drapes by daring to fold the top skirt cloth randomly, and additionally adorns it with plenty of ribbons and cloth flowers.

Beautiful, cute, clear, but kind of thrilling, nice dress.

"The dress is fire, the trinket is wind, the underwear is physical strengthening," he said.

Souzillow shrugs as he adjusts the angle of the dress's waist ribbon.

Fire elf magic has been Chloe's most learned way of handling it, and it's a familiar lineage. Anyway, the first demon curse outfit (Magic Dress) was the Fire Fairy dress.

He probably made me this dress after putting it in the calculations too.

Souzillow spreads a white stall with plant embroidery. This is also a Magic Dress. The flutter and the wind make me wonder how the magic of the wind elite resides.

"Arms"

"Yes."

To his very short instructions, Chloe spreads both arms slightly. There, a light stall hung flutteringly.

"... what do you say, Chloe"

After wearing it, Souzillow asks looking at Chloe from about three steps away.

"Right, you're so comfortable. It feels good to expose Schmies in underwear, too. You're squeezing your waist in a corset, but it's not too painful. Rather a feeling of a decent back. The hem isn't hard to move, and it's not hard to move."

"Yeah, right."

"And, you know, there's something important. This dress is very pretty and I wear it very occasionally. I love this dress."

That's what Chloe chuckles at and laughs heartily. Then I smiled whether Soujiro was also attached.

"Hey, what's the name of this dress?

To that question, Souzillow kept quiet for a while. I hadn't thought about it, not that it's a bit hard to say and such silence.

It's called "..." "Investigating Love Grass."

"Of love... grass?

I still know love. It would be pink when it comes to colors associated with pure adorable romance. But then the word grass. Flowers are easy to understand, but grass is.

"Oh, love grass is... a word that makes love burn like grass. What? And, uh... you're the color of fresh green hair, so..."

He says, slightly reddening his cheeks, turning away and embarrassing the second half.

... cute. Souzillow, very cute.

"Hey, Souzillow. After this exam."

"Ah...... ah"

"There's something I want to talk to you about alone."

"Okay."

He nodded and they stared at each other a lot in the dressing room.

And.

"Well, it'll be time, and I have to go"

"Oh, I'm watching Chloe fight."

"That would be a hundred manpower."

Fluffy, and reweaving the stall, Chloe leaves the dressing room with Souzillow.

The sun was dazzling, but there was a cool breeze.

Chloe and the others head straight to the arena.

... On the way, from the shade of the tree, I said, "Nyah!" I heard an adorable whisper.

Turning around, I got a lot more majesty... a slightly too mundane white cat sitting right down.

Waving small at the white cat, she said one more time, "Nyah!" I said.

It's like telling me to fight with all my strength.

This is the fourth time Chloe has climbed the circular stage of the arena since enrollment.

Step on a firm cobblestone and you'll feel tight.

The first opponent is the fiftieth or so student in attendance.

He clearly seemed to have a low back before he fought against Chloe, who was seventh in the seat.

"Start!!

A referee teacher marks the beginning of a witch's battle.

Chloe immediately begins the chant.

The opponent, too, chants in a trembling voice, but is clearly slow.

"The dancer of the wind sets up a sabel, dances and dances. With a storm sword on her right hand and a tornado sword on her left."

Grip each end of the stall tightly, flutter and it will catch the wind. A blade of wind that cleaves.

But Chloe chanted yet another.

"Little sparks, my sons. But if you dance with the wind, it will be a flash of fire."

In the wind stall, a slightly swinging flame clutters.

Supporting the Fire Essence Magic with the Wind Essence Magic, which was prepared in advance, makes the flames that arouse a bigger one.

"To my feet, bless the heavenly traveling god. Come on, you'll run faster than a female lion!

Run, run through, avoid the ice debris flying from your opponent, chant as you twist away at times, and overlap more magic.

Gaining the magic of leg strengthening, Chloe moves to slip over the circular stage.

If this happened, there was no longer any way to exchange money with the other person.

"Winner, Chloe Neulai!

The audience cheers.

Find the figure of just one loved one from a thriving audience.

"... Chloe, you did well"

Words that reached Chloe's ear in this cheer, even though she was a very small voice.

The young witch Chloe Neulai responded by letting her wave loudly toward her partner Souzillow Hino.