In Xingyue, my sister Aozaki Aoko

Originally, Youzhu strongly opposed Qingzi's unauthorized addition of furniture, and even had the urge to drive Qingzi out of the bungalow.

But considering that in normal life, she and Aoko usually have to go to school to study and study. Although Rin Aozaki who stays alone in the bungalow can pass the time with housework and reading, it is always too much for the boy to stay at home alone. It is quite now.

Because of this, Youzhu only reluctantly forgave the other party by letting the self-assertive Qingzi eat two salads in a row, and after some use, Youzhu can be regarded as accepting this noisy machine from modern civilization.

As for the warming table, Youzhu, who is more inclined to the Western style, was also quite resistant at first.She didn't say anything until she tried it once at the invitation of Ao Qi Rin.

Taking off her indoor shoes, her soft and tender feet wrapped in black silk lightly stepped on the soft carpet.Youzhu picked up an unfinished ancient book on the sofa, pressed her skirt slightly, and sat down on the edge of the kotatsu table, her slender legs, which were outlined by pantyhose, skilfully slipped under the kotatsu table .

The just right warming temperature is transmitted from under the table to the legs, and then diffuses to the whole body.

Miss Witch is like a cat that suddenly found a warm nest in a snowy winter, the indifference on her pretty face melted a little, with a faint warmth, her legs hidden under the table could not help but lift up slightly, The jade toe curled slightly to make the stockings a bit transparent, and it took half a second before they were put down safely, as if they had already adapted to the warmth.

Just at this time, Ao Qi Rin also came out of the kitchen with a small bowl of porridge.

After taking the tableware from the boy's hand and thanking him, reminding the other party to take a proper rest, seeing Rin Aozaki nodding in agreement, and getting into the kotatsu table together, Youzhu turned on the TV and tuned a channel casually. Start to taste the food before getting up.

The fragrance of the vegetables, the tenderness of the lean meat, the smoothness of the rice grains... In terms of seasoning, it is a bit light because it is a patient's meal, but Youzhu herself is not a heavy-duty person, this level is for her It was just right, and at an unhurried and elegant speed, he put the porridge in the bowl into his mouth in small mouthfuls.

Ao Qi Rin took a citrus on the warming table and slowly peeled it, while listening to the morning drama broadcast on TV, and "observing" the dancing lines with the help of paper cranes.

Just thinking of something suddenly, the boy stopped what he was doing and asked.

"By the way, Christmas seems to be coming soon. Is there anything Elder Sister Youzhu wants to eat? Or is it better to have traditional fried chicken?"

——Although according to the general custom, a turkey should be prepared, but it seems that because there was no turkey in Japan in the past, under the substitution of foreigners living there and the advocacy of the merchants, eating fried chicken at Christmas became a a tradition.

"It's up to you to decide." Putting the last mouthful of porridge into his mouth, Youzhu wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, and replied indifferently.

In fact, since her parents passed away, she has lost interest in Christmas.If it wasn't for Rin Aozaki who would specially invite her to spend this festival at Aozaki's house every year, she would probably have forgotten this day long ago.

"Is that so, should I prepare a cake..." Rin Aozaki nodded lightly and couldn't help thinking about the Christmas menu. After all, it's a rare festival, even if it's just for the sense of ritual in life , should also be well prepared.

Still, Christmas?Speaking of which, I don't think I ever gave him a Christmas present...

Silently, she glanced down at the elegantly colored black teacup at hand, with black kittens painted in various poses on the outer wall of the cup, and Youzhu turned her head sideways as if in thought.

——The teacup in her hand was fired by the boy himself with the help of alchemy on her birthday three months ago.

Although it seems a little too cute in terms of style, and there is a big gap with the simple and elegant tea sets she has always collected, but since receiving this gift, Miss Witch has replaced her usual exclusive teacup with this one .

The sky outside the house is still snowing heavily, and the cozy temperature brought by the warm table inside the house makes people feel lazy, and the sound of laughter from the morning drama on TV seems to render the atmosphere just right.

Youzhu picked up the ancient books beside him, glanced at the boy who was still quietly thinking about the Christmas menu, and couldn't help feeling that this kind of life seemed pretty good.

Until a certain room deep in the east building on the second floor, there was a faint sound like something being overturned, breaking the warm atmosphere, causing Rin Aozaki to get up and leave the kotatsu, and ran to the stairs worriedly direction.

Miss Witch's pretty face immediately returned to ice-cold.

—Of course, it would be more perfect if some idiot didn't live here.

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Volume 199: Chapter 012 [-]: Cub, That's the Scarf Your Dad Knitted

The fire in the fireplace swayed slightly, and the temperature in the room was warm and comfortable.

In the open space that can be called the living room for the time being, there are all kinds of magic tools piled up.Unfinished half-length dolls, prosthetic limbs with exposed gear structures, transparent beakers filled with liquids of different colors, several pots of special herbs that have just sprouted...

Although it looks a bit messy at first glance, it seems to contain some kind of regularity. It is obvious that it is arranged in this way out of someone's habit.

Beside the coffee table with a pair of black stockings hanging, on the big soft sofa, there is a figure curled up in the thick blanket at this moment, seeming to be sleeping soundly.

But at this moment, there was a violent knock on the door, and the figure whose whole body was hidden in the blanket couldn't help but let out a moan as if struggling, stretched out a smooth and white arm from under the blanket, and lifted the The alarm clock was brought under the covers.

"It's not even seven o'clock, what are you going to do..."

Cheng Zi complained helplessly, but still sat up slowly, ready to get up.

After all, the only one who would knock on the door in such a noisy way is the wealthy young lady who sponsored her.

—Damn rich.

Yawning to refresh herself, Cheng Zi knew not to keep the people outside the door waiting, so she simply got up, washed, took care of herself, and changed into new clothes.

When she opened the door and stood at the door, the girl who looked like a waste house girl with messy hair and half-faded clothes revealing a large piece of snow-white skin had turned into a dark sailor suit and pleated skirt, with slender legs covered Black silk stockings, patent leather high-top shoes, a pair of glasses on a delicate and pretty face, long orange hair revealing a smooth forehead and a small ear with a stud, like a quiet and elegant office worker.

However, this eye-catching outfit can't change someone's mood, Mordred, who had been waiting at the door for more than ten minutes, said impatiently with his arms folded.

"Too slow, Orange!"

"I'm sorry, I overslept because I was a little busy last night. But what's the matter with your visit at this time, Miss Mordred?"

Implied in his heart that the other party is his "boss" to learn to be patient, Cheng Zi looked at the blonde girl who was simply wearing a long-sleeved jacket and tight jeans, as if she couldn't feel the cold at all, with an apologetic and friendly smile on her face.

Speaking of which, the reason why she has a relationship with the other party now is almost because of the accidental dinner when she first arrived at the Clock Tower half a year ago.

After learning that there are still such big money in the clock tower, within a month after going back, Chengzi sorted out a set of basic reports on new theories about doll design, which opened the door The gate of Pendragon's house received the so-called "bursary", and for some reason, it attracted the attention of this young lady.

After a few separate meetings and a few times of nonsense with each other to some ruins, gradually, they formed this kind of friends who are said to be friends but not completely friends, who are said to be employed but not so unfamiliar delicate relationship.

Chengzi understands that the other party takes care of her so specially because of her talent and potential, and she also "works hard" because of the other party's funds.

But the heart of the Pendragon family is really big enough, if you just let the only heir run around by himself and get mixed up with the magician, you are not afraid of accidents......

With a slander in his heart, Cheng Zi smiled.

"It's nothing. Didn't you say that you are planning to study ancient runes recently in order to speed up the production of bionic dolls? I just got some news here, and I know that there is a place where the original runes are stored."

Mordred raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a look of great interest, "Have you ever heard of Thule?"

"You mean the secret society founded in Munich with the purpose of extreme racism and spiritualism?"

Cheng Zi frowned, she was not surprised by the news, but had an inexplicable premonition, and hesitated.

"...To tell you the truth, I actually already know this information. And I do have the intention to approach those people in disguise and infiltrate their base. It is estimated that it will take about a year... ..”

"Huh? Infiltrating? Where did I have so much time to wait for you to do that kind of thing?" Mordred looked at Cheng Zi with incomprehensible eyes, and interrupted the other party roughly.

"My side already knows their base, so we can just go there."

"You mean..." The uneasiness in my heart became stronger, and the corners of Cheng Zi's eyes twitched.

"Of course I'll just go there and grab it! Anyway, it's just a relic left over from the Third Reich, so it's nothing to worry about. I've already booked a ticket to Germany, and the plane is about to take off in about an hour. You can take advantage of it now." Quickly tidy up."

Mordred raised the corner of her mouth and said with high spirits, it seemed that she hadn't found such a lively event for a long time, and she couldn't help but want to make a big fuss.

Cheng Zi was at a loss for words for a moment, and after a long while, he smiled as if gritted his teeth.

"...As ordered."

Then he turned around silently and went back to his room to pack his luggage.

To be honest, if he had known that he would have to spend his life with the rich lady for this money, Cheng Zi might not have chosen to sign that employment contract in the first place.

But now, it was too late to regret.

Forget it, just treat it as an extra service, a part-time nanny...

A few minutes later, Cheng Zi, who had packed her luggage, stood at the door again.

She has a lightweight suitcase in her hand, and an orange scarf with handmade traces is wrapped around her white snowy neck.

"Then let's go, miss." Cheng Zi sighed helplessly as if she didn't want to pretend to be emotional anymore.

"Haha, don't be so listless, making us look like we are going to die. Don't worry, everything can be done with me." Mordred patted Cheng Zi's back and smiled confidently.

But in the end, Mordred paused again, staring at the scarf around Cheng Zi's neck and raised his eyebrows.

"Speaking of which, last time I wanted to ask, isn't your taste a little strange, orange? Especially your scarf, don't you think the color is a bit subtle?"

"As a young lady, you can't understand the taste of the common people. Let's go first."

Not intending to explain too much, Cheng Zi said lightly.

Although the orange scarf is indeed a bit subtle, regardless of what others think, Orange is not going to replace it.

Because this scarf was a birthday gift from Rin Aozaki, and it was because the boy said in the letter that it was because of her name that he chose this color with the help of Aoko, and Cheng Zi considered it after that He dyed his hair orange and started wearing some orange ornaments on his body.

——Of course, this is not just to change the image, but also to bid farewell to myself who was the "magician's egg" in the past.

Speaking of which, it's almost Christmas, and I don't know how Rin's life is going...

ps: still first two updates.Numb... qgroup::ba 7 a 6

Volume 200: Chapter 013 [-]: Christmas is always about death

"Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way..."

On the silver-clad streets, the shop windows are flashing with neon lights of various colors, and the brisk songs seem to drive away the cold. You can see families celebrating Christmas everywhere on the street choosing gifts, or holding hands. A couple taking a leisurely walk, or a child playing...

As for the Kuonji mansion located at the top of the slope in the suburbs of Misaki City, although it is not as lively as in the city, it also has a more festive atmosphere than the usual quiet atmosphere.

Gulp gurgling, the soup in the sukiyaki pot is about to boil.

Around the pot, high-grade wagyu, black pork, salmon, cabbage, soft tofu, konjac and other ingredients are almost filling half of the table, while the other empty space is placed on a plate of exquisite golden crispy Fried chicken, and there is also a cream cake decorated with the shape of Santa Claus to take on the responsibility of setting off the atmosphere.

"Isn't this a bit too luxurious? Do we still have so much money left?"

Sitting at the dining table, Qingzi looked at the various ingredients in front of him, feeling a little worried.

Although the parents will send over living expenses every month, firstly, the money has to be handed over to Youzhu as part of the rent, and secondly, magic is not an industry that does not require costs.

Just those strange magic materials and her impressive success rate of magic experiments swallowed up most of the remaining expenses.

After that, what is left is the part that can be controlled by daily expenses.

Of course, this is the same for Youzhu. Due to the power struggle within the family, even though she is the eldest lady of the Kuonji consortium, Youzhu, who has voluntarily withdrawn from the fight, can only get A lot of money for living expenses.

But because the magic she uses consumes too much material, even if the success rate is guaranteed, it is still a high expenditure.

Coupled with the extravagant hobby of collecting precious tea leaves from time to time, Miss Witch has the name and appearance of a young lady, and has been living an ordinary life.

"Youzhu, you couldn't bear it at last, and went out to grab money by relying on magic?"

Due to the above reasons, Qingzi couldn't help feeling suspicious, and looked at Youzhu in horror.

"Only you would think of using magic to do this kind of thing." Youzhu looked at Qingzi coldly, as if feeling speechless at Qingzi's unprecedented imagination, and didn't bother to explain.

Rin Aozaki put the last ingredients on the table, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, sister, it's actually because the patent fee I applied to the Magic Association was transferred, so I was a little extravagant today."