Taco, aka Takahashi, stews in sweat.

First of all, he didn't expect so many sticky-billed birds to appear on his date with Gwen. A dozen people he could have expected, like his buddies, but now the whole bloody town has appeared.

Second, his companion Jaco, who is also his waiter, suddenly falls ill on the grounds that he desperately needs to go to the local swimming pool to drop off the child.

Third, the product in his hair has liquefied. More than 50 people were crammed into a tavern for only thirty or so adult men and women, breathing in the suffocating heat of the hinterland, which greatly discouraged the dumb-headed people sitting outside.

However, it was impossible for him to leave. Unless he has a desire to die. His only consolation is that his date is a beautiful witch with a beautiful face, striking green eyes, and a tawny waist

There was silence in the bar.

Takahashi looked up and saw his beloved object coming down from the second floor, one hand carefully resting on the railing. As soon as he saw such cuteness, his mind went blank, and all his thoughts fled with the rest of his brain.

The girl walked towards him like in a dream, her white legs flickering in the folds of her dress. Takahashi could barely breathe.

Gwen's shoulder-length hair had piled up and coiled into a huge bun at the back of her head, leaving a few loose strands of hair to draw attention to her slender neck. Her Chinese dress itself was a form-fitting one-piece that straddled her shoulders and tapered the skin at her waist and chest.

She staggered down and followed cautiously, riding a pair of high, small heels. When Gwen finally made it to the bottom floor, she was the tallest person in the bar.

His date was like an elegant swan, fluttering through the giggling sticky mouth until she came to his table.

Taco held his breath and didn't know what to say, which would make him look like he was no longer a fool who was captivated by love.

"He... "Hello," he said in despair, immediately regretting how cute you looked by saying such mundane words. It was lovely. It's so cute. ”

"I'm glad to meet you, too, Takahashi. The girl leaned down and borrowed him a cheek to peck at. Taco tries to meet her halfway, but the girl is a giantess and he feels like a halfling. She had to lean over to kiss him, giving the scene a more comical atmosphere, like a young mother kissing a child.

Instead, she gave him a hand, which left Taco staring at him in bewilderment.

"You look handsome yourself, Takahashi. The girl flinched.

"Thank you. He swallowed, racked his brain, and felt the world around him burn, could he?"

Gwen sits, a little disappointed, for Tacko has failed all other appointments except for pulling the chair out. Once her ass touched the slightly greasy stool, she noticed with some uneasiness that the waiter's seat was wooden and uncomfortable. Also, unfortunately, the high-minded nature of Deborah's dress leaves her unnecessarily exposed.

She looked at her date in frustration and noticed that he had a jacket that was supposed to work. She can sit and put it on her lap to cover the side slits so she doesn't accidentally make the crowd red.

"Takahashi. "Gwen touched the young man's swollen eyes, can I borrow your jacket?"

Taco immediately took off his coat and pulled it over his head, like a warehouse worker taking off his dirty clothes. When he handed it to Gwen, it sparkled.

Gwen gracefully held it and placed the jacket on her lap, feeling the moisture on her bare skin. Taco didn't seem to know what else he could do, so he sat down as well.

"How was your night?"

"Good. ”

"Have you recovered from the ground shark?"

"Yes. ”

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. ”

The boy wasn't very talkative either. Gwen examined her long-standing memories of the hinterland and found that no one in her life was interested in sheep shearing, cattle herding, or bush yarn.

They sat uneasily for a while, until the cashier sent his wife, Sheila, out to dispel the tension with moonlight.

"What do you want, darling?" asked Ciera, the floor creaking with each step.

"Ma'am, what do you have?" asked Gwen politely.

"The schnitzel here is great," Taco quickly added, feeling a little out of hand, as Hiera is the best chef in a few miles. ”

"Thank you, dear. The tavernkeeper's wife winked at the jackal.

Gwen felt her stomach contract. A good schnitzel is a good opportunity, and she's been playing her friend's life-size Barbie Gwen all afternoon. Accessories are purchased separately.

"Hey!

Bill disrupted her thoughts.

"Here!" the big man said loudly, dropping the four icy giraffes, and winking at Taco in the house!

Gwen smiled politely.

She's not old enough to drink, but she's sure she'll go to hell on a sailboat or two.

"I want schnitzel," she said to the tavernkeeper's wife, who in turn smiled at her king-size one. ”

"I want steak. Tacos breathed a sigh of relief.

"So. "Taco seems to have finally racked his brains, how is life in the city?"

Gwen looked longingly at the beer and the cold beads.

"It's busy, really busy," she replied, saying that I live in a dorm with my friends. ”

"Oh?" Tacco was glad he had finally found a conversation partner. "How about where you live? nice house and green lawn?"

"Hah!" we live modestly. Gwen laughed and said I shared a room with my other friends Yue and Elvia, and we were a team. ”

"Sounds great, do you have the name of your team?"

'Not yet, but we may need a player like that later next year. ”

"Ahh......h

Suddenly, Tako's face turned pale.

The boy was sweating profusely and opened and closed his mouth like a loach.

"Is something wrong?" asked Gwen carefully. Did she say anything offensive to him? They were talking about her skills in school, which was impossible.

Taco seems to have been drained of his soul by a necromancer.

Suddenly, Gwen realized why Taco was nervous right now.

The poor bastard asked her out on a whim, unaware that Gwen and Deborah were still in high school. The misunderstanding is understandable. Of course, Deborah was more mature than any of Gwen's high school students, and she never saw herself as a real high school student. Gwen just thought that since Taco had asked her out so warmly, the young man should have known about it a long time ago.

"Takahashi... Don't you know I'm a high school student?"

The young man looked as fast about to melt as cow fat on a hot tin can. His face is waxy.

"Taco," Gwen muffled her voice, can you hear me?"

"Uh-huh—" There was an unhappy grunt.

Gwen could hear the familiar snoring sound everywhere.

She turned from her seat to see her Opa sitting in a dark corner on the second floor, with Tess and Mel standing next to her, grinning and waving at her. Surya sat up strategically so that when she left the room, he was out of sight, but when he let people know of his presence, he was painfully seen.

He has been immersed in his fantasies, not even taking into account the age of the girl he is going to date.

"Gwen," Takahashi swallowed, I didn't feel good. ”

Gwen felt so much sympathy for poor Jaccarlo. Now the whole world is against him. The townspeople came to see Takolamic, and his friends were out playing with the larks, which Debbie probably already knew. That's why she bought her this ridiculous dress. So her friend laughed like an idiot.

"I'm sorry, Takahashi," Gwen apologized, leaning over and holding out a hand to comfort him.

Taco stared at her hand in horror. He didn't dare to take it. Not because there's a pack of hungry wild dogs watching in town. He tried to move, but almost slipped off his chair due to weakness in his legs. Gwen looked at Taco's pain. Without saying a word, she returned his soaked jacket to him.

"Miss Mage," he apologized, can I go?"

Gwen nodded.

The entire bar watched as Taco retreated, some shaking their heads, others laughing and exchanging a few notes under the table.

You bastards!, Gwen was furious. You're betting on Taco if you're going to lose face!

Now, she sat alone, feeling more embarrassed and miserable every minute, thanks to her senseless revealing attire.

Her female doctor smugly looked down from above, enjoying the show. For a moment, Gwen wondered if she should lose her temper. An order from her Opa company may clear the bar without problems.

Gwen felt sick to her stomach. She's still starving, she wants her schnitzel, she's ready to hammer the whole thing down, just to feel better.

"It's a shame. "Is Deborah alone at the table with her, dear? can a girl join you?"

"That's cruel. ”

Deborah pulled up a chair to make herself comfortable, her eyes licking all over her friend.

"Why do you think that?" she grinned mischievously.

The cashier returned with two plates. One is a steak soaked in pepper gravy and the other is a minced steak hanging from the side of a plate, steaming hot.

"Oh no, it's not been ten minutes since Taco!" he groaned, and that's all there was to it. ”

"What does that mean?" asked Gwen.

"Nothing, miss. "The salesman served the food on the plate and I had £50 because you have to finish your meal at least before Taco leaves. ”

Gwen felt her jaw muscles tense. Is there anyone who didn't participate in the whole fiasco?

Bill, the tax collector, sighed.

"Madame has made you some pudding," he added sadly, and I'll take it out later. ”

"Thank you, Bill," Deborah smiled brightly as she watched the old man blush.

Deborah ate Taco's steak, swirled around in the gravy, and put it in her mouth. "Hmmm... Medium rare, perfect. ”

Gwen cut the chop and shoved a greasy fork into her mouth. She swallowed, grabbed an open bottle of beer and took a long sip.

Malt ice is cool and the perfect complement to salty, fatty breadcrumbs.

Deborah concocted a bottle of beer.

"Give us," she declared.

"Give us," Gwen grumbled as she tapped on Deborah's bottle.

She pulled for a long time, making the rest of her high neck gurgle.

The next morning, Gwen returned to the manor.

She wanted to get along with Takahashi, but the young man spent the next week on a long-term mission of herding cattle.

Deborah laughs when she hears the news and asks Gwen if she has a habit of driving men to the wilderness.

"What are you thinking?" Tess asked suspiciously...... That kid is going to get in trouble

"What if?"

"Adult things happen. ”

"Well, no," Gwen said angrily, but you didn't tell me that mages and wildlings don't have a relationship at all, do you?"

"Didn't graduate from high school, not at all," Mel interjected, what's the point?

"I don't know, maybe it's for love?" Gwen said, then retorting regretfully. Hearing her own words, she felt stupid.

Her Opa apprentices burst out laughing.

"Oh, Gwen, dear! you're so precious. ”

"Gwen, doesn't sound like a reserved person," Tess said solemnly, but a gifted girl like you wouldn't marry a poor mage with only one school of magic. You're a fool. ”

Gwen felt that Tess's suggestion had an unpleasant resonance.

"A rich girl doesn't marry a poor boy, Jay Gatsby. Haven't you heard?" she muttered silently.

Some fallacies of human society, or seeming to be, are consistent in time and space.

The next day, Deborah went on a business trip.

Obtaining a mid-level elemental spirit means that she must be registered by the tower. As a low-level transformer, it was very unusual for a student to have such a powerful elf. Registration is necessary because, while it is not possible to snatch the soul of the mage, it is possible to kill the master so that the magician can force the soul into the resonance core, hoping that the elemental chooses to live rather than forget.

Hence the registration, which means that if such an event happens, the whole magic of the sea will fall on the criminals, like the well-known Jordan Ölnir company.

When she told Henry about her decision, her master praised her choice instead of blaming her naivety.

"You're going to have a hard road," Henry said very softly, a country that needed more allies. Deborah is a good girl, and with this, she owes you a lifetime. ”

Deborah is gone, Gwen feels lost and lonely, she and her friends looked at each other last week, and now she feels empty in her absence.

However, there was still training to be done, and for a whole week, Gwen worked desperately.

When Deborah finally returns, her eyes widen and she says she wants to talk to Gwen's master. Debbie revealed that she had also met Judge Walken, another of the ten. In addition, several magazines asked her about being offered an apprenticeship.

In addition, Gwen's master gave her soul the nickname "Shabulo", which means sand in Old Chinese, making her its official owner.

Deborah showed off her new ID:

Deborah Jones

S. ID number: 0043544

Transport layer: 3

Elemental Affinity: Earth (3+2)

Elemental Soul - Sabro

She's just as talented as Yue now, if not more, which makes Gwen a little uneasy about her progress.

Currently, she is on a mysterious training trip with Alesia. How would she react if she returned from the Orange Zone after surviving for two months, only to find that her old rival had replaced her?

Still, with Deborah's return, her peaceful days returned. Life goes back to life as before, with group training, individual training, physical training, mana exercises, and hours of meditation.

Halfway through, Deborah's parents come to visit, bow and scratch Suliya, tearfully hold Gwen's hand, and thank her for the change in their daughter's life. Gwen didn't know what her friends had said to her family, but was still embarrassed by their pleas.

As December falls, the girls settle into a long process until Gwen receives a message while training in the forest.

Bite!

"I'm back!"

"Eve, oh my God, I miss you so much!" her stirring voice drove the bird down from the tree.

"Gwynnie!" Elvia's scream came from the message device.

"When did you come back?"

"Just now, I was in Kensington. It took a lifetime for this ship!"

"How?" asked Gwen.

"It was so boring that I didn't do anything but eat the buffet. I think I've gained at least two kilograms......"

Gwen smiled. She and Debbie may have lost some weight, especially after her fight in the forest, trying to feel her energy drain.

"Don't worry. You'll be done soon!When are we going to meet? I'm at Opa. ”

"That's why I call you Gwen! I want to ask if you did anything for Christmas. ”

Gwen skimmed through her internal itinerary. As far as she knew, there was nothing. Her Opa company said he did not attend the Catholic Church's celebrations.

"I'm supposed to be free," she confirmed, what's wrong?

"My family is going to be at home for Christmas, and my mom wants to invite all my friends. ”

"Sounds fantastic," Gwen replied earnestly. She has never had a Christmas party. The party in Elvia will be a wonderful and welcoming experience.

"There will be dozens of strangers there, and I would be glad if you could come and accompany me," Elvia's begging voice was enough to melt her heart.

"I'll go!" said Gwen haughtily.

Elvia replied to Hallelujah.

"Did you manage to contact Mr. Yue?"

"Nothing, not even my dad's message device. He said, Yue must be in the orange area because we don't have any divination towers there

"Okay. Gwen hoped that Yue would receive the news in time. The Christmas reunion is the right thing to do. "I'm with Deborah right now because she's interning at Opa, do you mind if I take her alone?"

"Derby?" Elvia gasped. However, the girl quickly made up for her faux pas. "Of course! I'd love to have Debbie with me!"

Gwen smiled. Elvia is the best.

"Great. See you in three days!"

"Goodbye. ”

End of message.

With three days to go until Christmas, Gwen waved her fist.

If she remembered, Elvia's estate was on the North Shore, near Avalon. From the hunter, she had to leave at sunrise to arrive at noon. Likewise, she had to tell her action that she had to spend the night in Elvia, since it was impossible to go home after midnight.

She closed her eyes and imagined Avia wearing a white dress.

Suddenly, her heart was pounding.

Christmas is not coming soon!