When She Becomes a Witch

Authentic winter footsteps are just around the corner.

Chloe was thinking about that as she blurred to hear the wind knock on the window.

The first class will begin soon, so everyone is in their seats, including Chloe.

For some reason, I also feel like some students in the classroom are twitching... was it something good too?

Eventually, Magnolia Sensei, a witchcraft teacher with the right amount of time, came into the classroom rocking fluffy, light purple curly hair.

"Oh, guys. You're still seated properly today. Good."

The teacher glanced around the classroom, nodding one, then began to hand out paper with something written on it. Even at Chloe's, who was in the back seat, the paper turns after a little time.

The paper said 'Announcement of the Third Grade Dance Party'.

"Well, I'll be keeping an eye out for the annual dance party announcements for the finest grades."

When Dr. Magnolia declares so, the students in the classroom clearly have a fluffy atmosphere, although it is only the voices that do not stand up.

"First of all, you're totally free not to attend. Everyone's busy at the end of the year, and it's on winter break."

Chloe reads the letters written on the paper as she hears the voice. It does say that you don't have to attend.

But...

"Nevertheless, I think this dance party will help all of you who have to decide the way forward, and most importantly... I hope you enjoy it"

The dullness gives rise to a mild laugh.

But what Dr. Magnolia is doing is not the kind of word that can ever be laughed at.

Because this dance party also comes with people who influence their path decisions.

I have asked my father, a graduate of this school, that the dance parties of the most advanced grades also show their faces to ambassadors from different countries, great members of the International League of Witches, and other royal and senior nobles.

Not to say it's not a class, but it means you can't get out of hand.

"So as for the school side, I want you to attend as much as possible. Although, it's a dance party, so you'll need someone to dance with."

When the teacher says so, the students in the classroom say, "What do we do?," he threw his gaze at something else, slightly as if to consult with each other.

"Now let's make some remarks for the day of the dance party…"

How many people in this classroom will be listening properly to the content of the paper that Dr. Magnolia reads out?

Perhaps everyone's head is occupied with that point of 'Who to Dance with'.

- Chloe was one of them.

"Well, you knew there was."

"Looking forward to it."

After a short break at the end of class, Rebecca and Felicity were coming to Chloe's desk. The topic, of course, is about dance parties.

"I guess I'm going to be dancing with my partner, Riordo, because he's noble, and he should be able to dance. Yeah, the English nobles should be able to dance a song or two."

Rebecca says that foolishly. But I can't hide being slightly proud. I would deny it with great momentum if I told him in person.

"It's nice to have someone to dance with. I wonder if Aurelia's the best way to look forward to it."

"Due to the nature of the school, there aren't many boys. Chloe dances with Souzillo, right?

"Oh, you're hot."

Chloe blinked slowly about three times.

"... well, I can dance with Souzillo"

"He was definitely an aristocrat in your country."

"One way or the other, though, Souzillow looks better in a dress, hey"

Rebecca and Felicity's words are barely in my ear either. Yes, you can dance with Souzillo. A dance party is fantastic! Yes, I have to go sign up for a dance!

"Chi, I'm going to a tailoring class for a bit......!

Are you serious you're going now? The class begins. Ignoring the two words, Chloe took a seat.

The school hallway should not run, so walk as fast as you can.

Turn one corner.

"Chloe!"

"Souzillow?!

Across the hallway, there was a skinny orientalist in a men's uniform - a figure of Souzillo.

"Good, Souzillow. You know..."

"Chloe, the -"

The two gazed, breathing together and spinning the next word.

"" Dance party, I want you to dance with me!!

The other students in the hallway are looking at something.

The two people who said what needed to be said didn't mind that gaze and laughed dullly. We were both thinking the same thing. I was so happy and loving about it.

One night a few days later, Chloe was at home inspecting everything she could wear at a dance party.

This time it's not a time-honoured dress like the usual demon curse outfit (Magic Dress), it's just a light dress like the one currently in fashion.

Gently light green is the base cloth and pink pagination cloth is used on the hem and the like. Either that or the pretty, soft impression.

It's a linear dress, so I'm glad I don't need a corset. Chloe doesn't really like being stuffed in the waist.

The shoes are pink paige shoes given to me by my parents on my birthday during this time. I'm not very high on my heels, but if I were to dance, this would be about as easy to move.

I also tried to get a lot of accessories out of my allowance.

... I went out with Souji Row for the first time - I bought it when I had a date, and some brooches with that green vitreous.

This is something I usually cherish, but it's only when this is the case that I should make it work.

Looking at them, Chloe sighed contentedly.

I can't help but look forward to it now, even though it's still there until the night of the dance party.