The night was dark, and the fox returned home.

Fortunately, it is winter, and if you go out all day with fluffy ears and fluffy tails, you won't get sick from the heat.

… Jiang Han happily took a breath of white mist, hid in front of his house and patted his snow-stained clothes.

More than a kilometer away from the ground, traveling on a broom or riding a griffin to drag a vehicle, this kind of life has been accustomed, and unconsciously, Jiang Han has been in this world for more than half a year.

Even if I still have a nostalgia for my hometown in another world.

But still indulge in the good.

"Don't be startled by the fact that humans live on the ground...... There is also the metro. Ah, according to the witch's thoughts, she would probably say, 'It's not enough to live in the ground, do you have to dig down?' ’…… Hey, the only thing that doesn't cause panic is probably the collapse of the Soviet Union. ”

In a sense, it's pretty scary.

… Jiang Han imagined another self, what would he do in his hometown when he grew up as a witch? Maybe the invention of a single-bladed propeller that shocked the whole world? After all, the self who has traveled through has terrifying magic and talent, so the self that has traveled through the past should also have terrifying talent and talent, right?

She rubbed her hands, her fox ears trembled, shook off the snowflakes, and muttered to herself:

"Otherwise, that's unfair, isn't it?"

Appeal –

Another splash of snow slapped directly on her face, and it was an awkward time, as embarrassing as it was when the heating was turned on at the beginning of winter, but there was no heating or air conditioning. Sky Island doesn't have a protective barrier against snowflakes, or something like that, only the Rain and Dew Sky Island and the like, the top lots, right?

Although Jiang Han lives in the middle class, it is true that the middle class does not have this configuration, on the contrary, it is also embarrassing!

Most of the poorer, or more capitalless witches, live in the witch's apartment, and that kind of place is heated early because of the special construction of the apartment.

And the house of a middle-class witch family like this is not heated in advance.

While enjoying the empty garden, the relaxing scenery, and the community forest, the middle-class witches have to endure the fact that there is no heating until December 1st.

"Huh...... It's so cold, it's cold, and my fingers are almost frozen red. Jiang Han took off his gloves and sighed, there were warm stones in the house, and it was quite warm.

Knock, knock.

The sound of snowflakes exploding – closer to the sound of popping? However, if you change the sound of 'PiaPia', it doesn't seem good.

Following the sound, through the glass, I saw the ice bear in the garden, which had begun to dance Michael's space walk. The fat and thick fur of the dong dong bounced and swayed as if it were made of water.

"It's not fat anymore, it's proof of the extent of Miss Denessa's shooting, right? Although, I haven't seen her shoot. ”

… Jiang Han sighed helplessly, although the culprit of fattening the ice bear was himself, but:

"I'll give you food, you can skip it, it's really a bear with no concentration."

Although expecting a bear to have self-control is not a simple matter.

She placed her gloves in the handy containment rack and bent down to take off her boots, the snow-white pantyhose had become a little translucent as if they were wet, as the warm plush lining. I moved my toes a little, and it felt a little sticky.

"It's cold." She took out her slippers and put them on her feet, her toes lightly against the floor, and then shook off the fox's ears, "It's good that there is no body odor, but I kind of want to take a bath." ”

Work is not an easy task, and it is really torture to walk and shop with witches with different personalities.

As we all know, the characters of witches are strange and peculiar, sometimes extreme, and sometimes the way of thinking is extremely terrifying, to describe it as a neurotic:

Most of them are neuropathies after rational thinking.

It's the kind of person who commits a perverted crime and thinks 'ah, I haven't been to the barbecue restaurant on the street,' and then handles the scene very well and carefully.

The guests also liked to coax me in a childlike tone.

… Jiang Han walked to the living room, although it was already night, but rarely, there was no one at home.

The two mothers were naturally obviously working overtime at the end of the year, and Miss Zhenling estimated that she was training spells in the free training ground, and Liang Cuoyu and Jiang Miao both politely left letters to explain.

[Liang Cuoyu: Rice and soup are put in a thermos pot Oh OwO]

[Jiang Miao: I made handmade beef jerky with a little black pepper, which is very suitable for foxes=w=]

It's not so much politeness as ...... Gentle? Jiang Han looked at the sentences left by the two of them on the paper and laughed, and went back comfortably, feeling that the backache that had been walking all day was suddenly released comfortably, in a reassuring way.

Lying on her furry tail, she squinted and muttered comfortably.

The nine-tailed fox's tail is no longer a weak point, it can be said to be a very terrifying weapon, the tough and fluffy soft hair can instantly turn into a sharp blade and smash an item into slag. And the whole fox will not feel pain or anything when lying down, it is soft, fluffy and fluffy, almost as irresistible as the morning sheets, as long as you are obsessed with it, you can't escape it.

This kind of work, if you say it, is really hard.

It's harder than going to the jungle and becoming a dragon hunter.

If the witch is in the jungle, she will always meet friends who can talk to her, and she will always meet friends who can talk to her. And if you want to do this kind of service industry, be friends with customers? That's a joke, right? It looks like it's a good relationship, but it's really just what it looks like.

Greeting them with a smile on your face, smiling but analyzing what the other person wants, what you want to see, and then satisfying the other person, this is the uncomfortable part of the 'friend rental' service.

Of course, whether it's to do the job.

Still, go buy a friend to spend the day with yourself.

It's all a bit of a psychotic act.

"I want to go out with Cen Jing and Qiao Rou after work." Jiang Han looked at the ceiling, quietly, quietly thinking.

Grunt......

There was a protest in the stomach, which was already severely depleted of padding after a long day of action.

Jiang Han reluctantly got up from his tail, this fox tail is simply the best pillow, and he was also grabbed and rubbed by the guests many times today, and he was almost picked off a few hairs. This is the strength of the tail of the nine-tailed fox, and it can only be said that the strength of the guests is too great.

Hungry.

… She turned and walked to the kitchen.

On the stove in the kitchen, there is a warming pot with blue shiny lines, and there is also a beef jerky dried by spells, and the aroma of black pepper and beef is transmitted from a distance.

"Great help, Zhenling, and Miao." It's really a big help, Jiang Han can use spells to conjure food, but it's a bit cumbersome, and it's still a raw material that is convenient for cooking, and if you want to eat it quickly, you can only rely on bread skills.

It is also known as the 'food creation technique'.

Jiang Han, a witch who can use that kind of spell to make delicious dishes, has never seen a few.

She took a sip of thick soup, ate half a black pepper beef jerky, sighed with satisfaction, and then looked at the refrigerator:

"It's time for a Coke."

So, she opened the refrigerator.

Once again, the compartment inside has changed. Witches like to change very much, so like storage cabinets, like cabinets, they will often adjust the position and so on. The refrigerator is naturally often organized, Jiang Han's refrigerator is often placed in the middle layer of Coke the day before yesterday, and today Coke is placed on the upper level.

"Ah...... Woo, ah! Jiang Han struggled to hold his toes, his face bulging, and he desperately stretched out his hand to barely reach a bottle of Coke.

"Really, take good care of the feelings of the family, whether it's me, Jiang Miao, or Comrade Jiang Xuan, they can't easily get Coke." Jiang Han complained, saw the witch egg in the refrigerator, and was startled:

"Wow! It's huge! ”

It turned out that half a year ago, the witch eggs that my sister bought in Vientiane Trade Street had entered the state of hatching, and during this time, these witch eggs have failed to hatch one after another, and the success rate is even lower than Jiang Han imagined.

The one in front of me should be the last one, and it has grown about the size of two basketballs.

"Woo, is this how the witch's egg grows up?" Jiang Han took a closer look at the witch egg.

The thin eggshell feels opaque, with three color lines on it: fiery red, chlorophyte, and sea blue, which happens to be like a Pokémon integrated version.

These lines shone with magical brilliance, symbolizing the magic that the witch was born with.

Very nice to see.

"I feel that this little guy has an extraordinary background, but I don't know why it was revealed to China...... Hmm, but the trade of witch eggs requires an official background, so I think this little guy may be a bloodline? It's some kind of peculiar witch ......"

… Jiang Han made a guess.

Although he had never seen a witch egg in a large hatching state, Jiang Han knew that the witch eggs were the size of a white ping-pong ball when he was a child, whether it was a kraken, a sea monster, or a purebred Muggle, the eggs all looked the same.

"I don't know if the witch eggs are all three-color patterns when they grow up, but they are really beautiful, like works of art."

… She looked at the witch egg with a loving expression, and a slight voice came from her ear:

Crackling.

Jiang Han blinked:

"Huh?"

Crackling!

The voice became louder, and a thin slit opened on the three-color pattern witch's egg.

“…… Huh? Jiang Han's eyes widened, and he was at a loss when he was frightened by this situation, "Eh! Ready to hatch? Yes? Is it going to hatch! ”

Crackling! Crackling!

As if in response to her panic, the eggshell made a mocking sound and crackled.

Jiang Han, who has not received incubation training or been to a professional organization, held the ring on his hand with one hand at this time of crisis:

"Angelet. Feng. Ludwig! ”

Call her full name, call her full name is easier to hear!

There had never been such an urgency, and the feeling of wanting the great witch to hear her words welled up in Jiang Han's heart, she was at a loss, she almost stretched out her hand to press the witch's egg tightly, and almost had the urge to glue the cracks on the egg with 502 glue.

She stretched out her hand, but she didn't dare to touch it casually.

A pair of snow-white hands, one step ahead of her, picked up the hatching witch egg.

She turned her head sideways, but saw only the gray hair, and heard Angelette's reassuring, undulating voice:

"Premature birth, Miss Jiang Han, it's just premature birth."

Angelet walked out of the kitchen, saw their hot spring, walked over directly, threw the hatching witch eggs into it, and at the same time comforted Jiang Han:

"A newborn witch can breathe in water, so now just wait quietly for her to hatch...... You just called my name so eagerly, it scared me a little. ”

Whew, whew......

Although he didn't do anything, Jiang Han still breathed a sigh of relief, and his ears were soft and sticking to his head.

She looked at Angelet, who was wearing a beautiful evening dress, smiled embarrassedly and asked:

"That, Anjie, are you busy?"

"Well, at a banquet." An Jie added nonchalantly, "The banquet held by the Pinnacle Witch Magazine. ”

Jiang Han was frightened:

"Isn't that important?"

"Don't worry, I said I just went to the bathroom." An Jie nodded to her and said in a voice that did not fluctuate, "The bathroom is a common word used by witches to get out. ”

"Is that so...... Jiang Han patted his chest: "I was scared to death just now, and it suddenly hatched." ”

An Jie joked:

"I was also startled, and when I teleported, I saw a witch pointing at a young witch who was about to come out of her shell."

"Ha, haha......" Jiang Han covered his face and let out an embarrassed laugh.

I almost thought it was faked, right? Miss Angel.