On the horizon, the morning sun has risen.

Ranchi and Talia had just taken a few steps out of the Wizard's House dormitory when they heard the melodious sound of a bell.

Today is Talia's first Monday since she moved into Eceryta's Academy.

"When we first came to Eceryte Academy, did we hear the bell as soon as we arrived?"

Talia walked beside him with the little black cat in her arms and walked with him on the way to the school of the Magic Workshop.

At first, she didn't have a good relationship with Rankie when she came to Ixeryta, just serving as his bodyguard and teacher.

At that time, she accompanied Lanchi, who had just entered the school, around the Icherita Academy, and the two of them had to look at the road signs to find a place until Lanchi completed the registration and revision procedures for the entrance exam.

"It seems to have been three o'clock in the afternoon, and I remember that you hated me at that time, and you were always cold."

Lan Qi thought for a moment and said aggrievedly.

The campus's iconic red brick bell tower rang nine times before stopping, announcing the arrival of nine a.m.

The two walked under the bell tower, which stood majestically in a vast meadow, surrounded by green trees, and the sunlight penetrated the canopy and sprinkled on the verdant grass, painting a morning scene of interlaced light and shadow.

"It's not like you're always thinking about damn things, and that's when I think something is wrong."

Talia sneered and commented angrily.

She didn't expect that more than a year later, she would be walking with him again on campus.

"But I remember that at the beginning, you didn't talk to me at all, and you talked to me a total of a few times along the way from Nanventina."

Ranch recalled.

"I've always talked very little, and now I'm just a little familiar with you, so I will talk to you more."

Talia shook her head coldly.

"You two haven't stopped chatting lately."

Boss Cat couldn't help but say.

Although most of the time it's bickering.

But the cat boss, as a wait-and-see person, is very sure that the two of them didn't even quarrel before.

"Nothing."

Both Ranch and Talia denied it.

Chatting like this, they shuttled between buildings with different styles.

Passing by the ancient tower library of the Sage's House inlaid with reliefs, and strolling past the knight's courtyard with pointed arches full of classical charm.

If you look closely, these are the roads they have traveled.

And the more she passed through the glass-curtained building, the more uncomfortable Talia became.

"You make my skirt a little longer."

Talia finally said to Lanchi.

She always felt that her thighs were cold, and as a dignified demon princess, she had never worn this kind of short skirt.

It's too hot to wear stockings in the summer.

"I told you yesterday to change your uniform, and I was worried that rashly modifying Lanfu's habit might be seen as flawed, and now you regret it as soon as you go out, so should I change it."

Ranch spread his hands helplessly, like a tortured Party B.

“……”

Talia was momentarily speechless.

"Then do you think it's better for me to wear a short skirt or a long skirt, after all, you are a designer and a patterner."

She asked after taking a few steps.

Boss Cat looked up at Ranchi in Tata's arms.

The two of them began to tug at each other again.

When you encounter this kind of problem, just throw the problem to the other party.

If Ranch answers short skirts, Tata probably answers, and if you want me to wear a short skirt so much, it's not like I can't force myself to cooperate with you and play the role of Ranf.

"This outfit is worn on you, and I have to ask your opinion first if I want to change it."

Ranch blinked, and said frankly.

"I don't care, I'm wearing it for you most of the time anyway, so you decide."

Talia asked, clasping her hands around her.

They couldn't be separated now, and whatever she dressed was basically the first thing that caught Lanchi's eye.

"Ugh."

To be honest, Ranchi felt that Tata's short skirt had a strange attraction for him, but sometimes it was a little uncomfortable to hold back a smile.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Taria's gaze immediately locked on Ranchi, and the desire to kill began to rise.

“！”

Lan Qi reacted, now that the two of them were connected, she would be aware of anything.

"Each has its own characteristics, you just look good in a short skirt and sweatpants, after all, the foundation is here."

Ranch paused to look at her, and analyzed it carefully.

“…… Don't stare at it. ”

She subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable, and looked sideways,

"Forget it, I'm going to leave in less than a week anyway, I won't pretend to be Lan Fu anymore after I return to the Hutton Kingdom, I'll make do with it now, and changing Lan Fu's clothes may make her angry."

Talia quickened her pace and walked on her own.

After a few minutes of walking.

The two walked through a garden and found the red brick building on the edge of the Magic Academy, the old liberal arts building of the Magic Academy.

"The location where we work is on the second floor, and with the certificate of the Great Love Poet, you have the permission to enter the experimental workshop of the Dean of the Magic Academy on the second floor."

Ranch introduces Talia and walks her into the old liberal arts building.

"Hmm."

Talia and Ranch have discussed that they can directly tell Professor Bolao about the current situation of Lanf.

Otherwise, it would be too difficult for Talia to pretend in the workshop for a whole day.

They walked up the stairs to the second floor, and used their documents to open the door sealed by multiple layers of forbidden magic steel.

Experimental Workshop of the Dean of the Magic Academy.

The entire vast laboratory resembles a square labyrinth of knowledge and magic limits, and the light source hanging from the ceiling glows a cool white light, illuminating the magic apparatus made of steel, glass, and exotic metals.

The bookshelves seem to form the walls, connecting to the dome of the laboratory.

Talia followed Lanchi through the bookshelf corridor strewn with records and ancient books of magic to the deepest part of the lab.

Professor Borao was sitting at his desk, surrounded by drawings of magical parts and measuring tools, his slightly curled pale hair occasionally shaking, fully immersed in the work on his desk.

"Professor Bolau, here we are."

Ranch greeted him.

"Huh? Lanch, Lanf? ”

Old man Borao looked up, took off the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and placed them on the table, and smiled as if he were a grandchild.

As much as he hates being interrupted at work, this is not the case if it's a student he recruits.

Professor Borao pulled open the drawer and tossed two candies to the far end of his desk.

Whenever Ranchi and his friends came, he would give them a selection of Eceritic house snacks as a staff benefit, and every quarter the school would send out special gift boxes to all the faculty and staff.

That's right.

"Lanf, you're ...... today. No, you're not Lanf? ”

Professor Borao gradually noticed the figure beside Lanchi and asked with a frown.

(End of chapter)