When She Becomes a Witch

"... Kohon. Well then, good luck to all the leading roles in the Dungeon Internship Class!

When Chloe speaks that way, everyone gathered on this occasion raises a teacup and makes a toast gesture. It's a thin, delicate cup, so we don't actually bump into each other. Even students who are just in the mood can restrain themselves around it.

"Good luck!

"Good luck!!

A private room in the tea salon Bridge of the Rainbow, which is already completely familiar.

There are ten students there. Sig and Fiorinia in the next place in the seat. Angelina and Darsha in second place in the seat. Plus the usual six.

"Fiorinia has a better pull rate, how did it go? But even in the second grade, it was a party with the top graders."

Rebecca asked Fiorinia sooner than to put her mouth on tea that she was thinking about the way forward in dungeon relations in the future.

"That's right...... there were a lot of serious kids over here anyway. That was tough. They've been reading too many traps... hard to get on with."

"Ugh, wow..."

"It's about Fiorinia, so I'm sure you were serious, and you didn't even talk to me until you were critical. Darsha's place went smoothly without a trap."

"Hey. Darsha had the shortest time to break through the hierarchy."

"Uh-huh."

Busy with tea for everyone, reflect on what you do in the dungeon, brag about your achievements, and reflect on the interesting and admirable behavior of your party members.

Soujiro and other sartorial families seemed to be exchanging information on that and this way of tailoring this dungeon pull demon curse outfit (Magic Dress).

Warm tea is very tasty as winter is near.

What Chloe is drinking today is an apple tea.

That's not just an apple scent on the tea leaves either, it's a fruit tea with fresh apples and tea leaves in a large teapot of vitreous and poured hot water there. I can only drink this stuff during the fruit season. I think it's luxurious in a way.

This way, and Chloe looks at Souzillow next door. Space for the table in front of him, to be exact.

There, Darjeeling tea with no sugar as usual. And then he ordered it as a tea treat, cinnamon-scented apple pie. The grilled eyes are really appetizing, but he hasn't eaten a bite yet. Waste.

"............ hmm?

and so it seemed that Souzillow noticed Chloe's gaze, looking back at this one. Lukewarmly, the moist, straight brunette characteristic of the Oriental shakes, her neat eyes staring at her.

"What's up, Chloe?"

"Oh, uh... nothing"

I can't say I thought his ordered apple pie was a waste.

But what did he think, lifting his lips, smiling adorably...

"Want some?

He offered Chloe a fork with a large piece of apple pie on it.

This is...

"Ha, I'll eat...!

Plump.

Chloe felt like a chick who could be fed from her parent bird and ate the apple pie on that fork.

It's not about courtesy or knowing everything. To say that loudly must be people who have never been "ahem" done by their lovers.

When you chew the mougu, it's not the apple flavor that overflows from the apple pie, but the sweet and sour flavor of happiness.

"" "Ooh..." "

So Chloe realized that her alumni were looking at her with envy.

"Ah... uh..."

"Chloe, don't you mind?

"Yes, yes! It's a good thing our partners get along!

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for your alumni, starting with the first pair of seats, to have this "glance at the smiling things" pointed at you, on the contrary!

"Ahhh... those two are really dating..."

"Angelina, you love seeing those two get along. Darsha, I know."

"Yeah, well, yeah... Darsha!!

"Oh, I'm scared. Why are you so angry with your bright red face? Darsha, I don't know."

"You know, you are a child -!!

While we're at it, Darsha and Angelina somehow start a friendly fight.

That's how today's tea party ended very busily.

and. A lot of footsteps echo in the city at dusk.

Especially around where Chloe's house is located, there are many public and car streets, as it is a busy whole city.

"I always thought you wouldn't have to send me, would you?

"I want to send Chloe home."

Neither of you is wearing gloves in your connected hands. He doesn't really like gloves originally. I've heard that I don't like my fingertips not being completely free.

He even came to the store of tailor Goddess of Destiny, Chloe's house, and Souzillow slowly let go of his hand.

I'll see you at school.

"Yeah!"

Waving on his back, Chloe dropped him off until his appearance was lost in the crowd and completely invisible.

- And.

"Well, I guess it's time to come out"

Speaking so, the shadow that was hiding in the corner shook.

"I think you should come out of yourself."

Continue and speak up. The shadow looked lost for a while, but appeared before Auntie and Chloe.

"... Um"

An exotic girl in a luxurious body in the men's uniform at the Alstromerian School stands a few steps ahead of Chloe, shaking her big eyes that are still going to cry.

He's a junior in Souzillow's club, and he was definitely called Twill.

"Um."

"If I look like that anymore, I won't tail you from the beginning."

"Ah... the... oh, sorry, sorry..."

Twill had the expression of wanting to shrink his little body and disappear now.

"You're the gaze I felt long ago in front of Souzillo's boarding house."

"I'm sorry......... yes, I am. Senior Souzillo's birthday, most wanted to give you a gift, but while you're not allowed in the boarding house..................................................................................................................................................."

She drops her shoulders softly.

Grasping at her, Chloe grabbed her right hand and snapped.

"Yikes..."

"You've been waiting for us to come out all day. Damn, your hands are cold as ice.... You, the type that's okay with putting sugar in your tea?

"Uh... I'm fine......... I prefer sweet"

In response, Chloe laughed.

"Then you can have a warm cup of tea at home."

What I offered her was a mug with hot air. This tea is made of ginger with plenty of honey and lemon juice so that the special body meets.

"Ah... thank you..."

To this warmth, she seemed irresistible that she would have been out all along. From what I've heard before from Souzillow, it would be all the more so since her hometown seems to be a warm climate country.

Twill is wrapping a mug with both hands and tasting a little bit of tea.

Chloe also sat down next to her seat.

A small kitchen in the Neulai family.

My mother, Claire, took her seat off with care when she said she had brought a friend. Thankfully.

Drinking tea up to about half the cup with Kokoku, she shrugged without looking at this one.

"You're the one who's dating Senior Souzillo, right?"

"... yes, but"

"Right... when I'm with you, Senior Souzillo, it's so beautiful"

That said, she turns around a lot, like a mess.

Clearly, it's a very busy trick, but it's kind of strangely cute... and Chloe held her shoulder close.

"Nice, nice"

"Be.................. let go"

"Oh, no."

Can you let go, such a pretty girl?

"... please let me go... don't you want to cry..."

Twill groaned so in tears, but was made to Chloe but let me stroke her.

"Now I can't even resent you... what can you do..."

Why, why not?

Chloe was doing her a favor until Twill finished all the tears of her broken heart.