Chapter 372 – #80_Hero(3)
#370
One.
After Diana’s role as tutor and Yesod’s private tutoring began.
Siu eliminated sleeping time.
It was because I was busy studying the distortion field control formula, which progressed differently every day, or sparring with Master.
Late night.
Secluded in the lab alone, he is putting together what he has learned so far.
Under the nightstand, holding a cigarette in one hand and a pen in the other, she established her newly acquired theory.
After all, inspiration or impromptu ideas are volatile, so if they are not organized right away on the day they come to mind, they will be deposited in the unconscious in the form of a lump.
Now that I’m a spiritual body, I won’t have to worry about lung cancer.
I will have enough money to spend.
She piles the leftover butts in the ashtray like cocktail shrimp and spends at least six hours a day studying alone.
I really like the silence that blends with the night dew.
A guest has arrived.
It’s already time for the twins to wander in the land of dreams.
Master, who often drank together at night, bizarrely avoided masterpieces.
I can see that he’s trying not to show off, but he’s such a tactless master, so I should say he can see everything….
I don’t have to ask why, I’m living as usual.
For that reason, there is only one person who will come to visit us at this time.
“Smart.”
Dark green hair so dark that it looks black when viewed in the dark.
Mysterious cyan-colored eyes that make you feel refreshed just by looking at them.
A witch with a prolific pelvis and attractive breasts that do not suit her slender waistline.
Sharon Evergreen stood there, her hands behind her back and leaning slightly.
Perhaps because something big happened today, I saw her the other day, but it felt like it had been a long time.
“I’m here?”
“Yeah, I want to see Siwoo.”
Maybe because of the first impression, when I look at Sharon, she always reminds me of a stray cat.
Even if she had no particular purpose, she would wander around the lab and flirt with Siu.
When I reached out to welcome her, Sharon rubbed my cheek against hers as if waiting.
Sharon, who seemed cold at first glance, collapsed at once, and closed her eyes and acted aegyo.
Hello.
Doesn’t this look just like a cute cat?
“Hmm, the smell of cigarettes.”
Sharon, who had been sniffing at her palms, rode up on her arm and she put her nose into her shirt and the nape of her neck and breathed.
“I normally don’t like the smell of cigarettes, but strangely, when it mixes with your smell, it feels good.”
“You say something embarrassing again.”
“Then what if it’s true?”
For a while, Siu held Sharon’s arms open so that she could smell her to her heart’s content.
To borrow Sharon’s expression, it is a kind of ritual to recharge the power gauge.
“Ha…. Charging is over today!”
Sharon sat down on her desk and smiled with a happy smile.
“How was the class? Did Lady Diana not listen again?”
As busy as Siwoo is, Sharon is also busy.
After overcoming the incomplete succession, some coordination was required in order to skillfully handle the magnetic magic he had inherited.
Even if they have the same stigma, it is necessary to adjust the magnetism magic according to the size of the body and the definition of the image.
To put it simply, it is a process of taming inherited clothes.
Because of this process, when an apprentice witch inherits the stigma, it is said that they will spend at least 5 to 10 years in training.
Sharon, however, is busy taking care of her twin’s elemental lessons.
In any case, it seemed that Sharon hadn’t heard of the series of events that took place in Border Town today for that reason.
In fact, if it had been even a little bit dangerous, I would not have bothered to tell Sharon.
“What? A homunculus with 17 eyes?”
“It was nothing. I just beat him like a dog, so he surrendered.”
“You’re not hurt anywhere?”
“Of course.”
It’s because I didn’t want to worry about it, but it should be okay since it ended in a bland and empty way.
With a bit of bragging, she told me about today’s feat.
“So I just hit it like a dog with a spear.”
“Wow… Wow… Really? What next?”
Sharon’s reaction was also genuine.
Opening her eyes round, her eyes twinkle in front of Siu, who describes her appearance at that time.
Like a child listening to a fairy tale read to her by her grandmother.
Originally, a creature called a man was programmed to be indifferent to a woman’s compliments.
Siwoo, who hadn’t thought much of it, shrugged.
“Anyway, that happened.”
“I did well, but I have something to scold me for.”
Sharon narrowed her brows and placed her hand on her waist, pretending to be angry.
“It’s true that you were amazing, but what if we fight recklessly? What if I get hurt?”
“Fortunately, even if the opponent was a bit tough, it was Border Town. The witches around you must have come to help.”
“This is talking back again.”
Sharon reaches out and pinches her cheek.
The atmosphere was not very serious, so naturally both of them laughed.
As her laughter subsided, Sharon pulled her hips to sit a little closer, she asks.
“So, did you get anything good?”
“Ah, this. Wanna see?”
The harvest of the homunculus hunt this time was really insignificant.
Unfortunately, there was no inheritance except the crystal of the homunculus that was embedded in Jack’s arm, which had turned into a human again.
It’s nothing to say instead, but Jack brought back the things he used in the crime.
It is a headband decorated with frills.
According to Diana, the moment she puts it on her head, she says that it has the effect of not being able to operate any magical powers + being unable to disobey the orders of a specific person (probably the owner of the artifact).
“Is it an artifact? What is it for?”
“If you put this on, you won’t be able to disobey orders. I can’t even use my magic power.”
“Okay?”
It looks like it was made for a woman to use, and the shape is very pretty.
Maybe that’s why Sharon also turned her headband around with her interested eyes.
“Would you like to try it? Will it suit you?”
“What doesn’t suit you?”
She also has a reputation for artifacts.
Classes such as Dagon’s flute and red branch feel dangerous and complex even at a glance.
However, Siwoo looked at it with his own eyes, and like a music box, this headband was a type that could be mass-produced with enough time and money.
“Trying to interfere with self-defense.”
“Do you think it will break through?”
“I don’t even have a chin.”
“I guess so.”
It’s the same reason why Sharon speaks in such a calm tone.
If I had to compare it, for a witch with more than 15 ranks, this headband would be as dangerous as handcuffs for SM.
These are handcuffs with fluffy hair to keep your wrists from being chafed.
I tried it as a test, but even Siwoo, who had no self-defence, could easily resist the interference.
She said as if she had suddenly thought of Sharon, who had been tilting her head for a while with her eyes raised.
“Siwoo, you know what? Harvest Festival soon.”
“A harvest festival? Has it already happened?”
Harvest festival.
It is a grand festival held for three days from the third Monday of December every year, and it is easy to say that it is the Thanksgiving of Gehenna.
Usually, in this world, Thanksgiving is held in October or November, but Gehenna does not hold a harvest festival long after the sowing of winter barley is over.
The reason for this is as follows.
Although they are no match now in terms of power, witches have been at odds with various religious groups since the past, and among them, the conflict with the Christian sect was especially deep.
For this reason, it is said that in the early days of Gehenna, various religious events of citizens were prohibited.
However, the early settlers of Gehenna were medieval people who believed that even disease was a punishment from God.
This means that life and Mentalite were very closely related to religion.
Unseen dissatisfaction arose over the witches’ control, and the witches, who judged that they could not control them only with oppression, promised freedom of religion to the wandering medieval people.
However, in the absence of a denomination or parish, faith could not be sustained only through oral transmission.
In addition, the existence that denies the engagement right in front of you shows an enormous mystery, but if your faith is intact, it is rather strange.
In less than a century, the religious people naturally disappeared, and the yearly Christmas Festival was changed to the name of the Harvest Festival, leaving only traces of a grand festival.
Siu also sent 5 harvest festivals in Gehenna.
On Harvest Festival, a large fir tree is erected next to the clock tower plaza in Border Town’s plaza.
Citizens who do not even know the origin of the Christmas tree bring candlesticks and ornaments one by one, decorate the fir tree, light several large fires, wrap their arms around their shoulders, and dance to the revelry music.
The women pack a lot of food at home and go out, so you can smell the warm food everywhere you go, and beer, which is reputed to be delicious, is provided unlimitedly with budget support from the city hall.
I heard that in Lenorment Town or Ars Magna Town, fancy balls are held everywhere, and even witches confined to their closets enjoy the festive atmosphere.
It was one of the few enjoyable events during my enslavement.
“Yeah, there are less than three weeks left. So, would you like to spend that day together?”
It’s like saying we want to spend Christmas together.
Siwoo has no reason to refuse.
“I am good.”
“Can Odile and Odette come with me?”
In fact, if Sharon hadn’t told her, it was the intention that Siu would ask for it, but she was surprised inside.
“Are you okay?”
Sharon likes Siu, and her twin also likes Siu.
In the end, she couldn’t choose either one, so she had three lovers, and she got some permission from her twins and Sharon….
No matter how much she was worried that there would be competition, she said that Sharon was bringing her twins.
“What’s not going to happen? It’s good if we all get along well.”
Would I have been able to cope with this situation better if I had been a little more intelligent?
I felt grateful to Sharon for giving me the opportunity to roll up her arms to coordinate Siwoo’s burden.
And that too, without any sign of being proud or doing anything special.
“Ah, it seems to have worked.”
Sharon changed the subject without even saying thank you.
Sharon tapped her hairband on her head with her hand.
She tries to take it off on her own, but she can’t get her braids off, only she grunts as if she’s pantomimeing her.
“Autonomous defense turned off.”
“Yes?”
Sharon smiled bashfully and quietly approached Siwoo.
“It is a very strange feeling. It feels like going back to when I was very young. Her magical energy doesn’t work at all.”
“…….”
For witches, self-defense is like their last lifeline.
And Sharon took it off in front of Siwoo so easily.
It’s a testament to how much she believes in it.
“Now I have to stay still and do as Siwoo tells me.”
What is the difference between Sharon before and Sharon now?
It’s just that there was such an awkward corner.
It is the right to give orders at will….
How can I stand this?
Siwoo lifted Sharon up and headed to her sofa.
