1. I, 18 years old, am a Tokyo witch

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The summer sun scorched the land, and the trees in the courtyard trembled in the hot wind, casting a mottled shadow on the ground.

Mizuki Sakuma was staring at the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the Japanese-style room, looking dazed.

It took a long time for her to realize that she was in a clear state of mind, that she was not suffering from any serious sudden hysteria or hallucination, and that what she reflected in the mirror was indeed a beautiful girl in her twenties.

The beautiful girl is still secondary, and the overactive and full magic in her body reminds her all the time - you are a witch in her prime and full of energy, and life has infinite possibilities.

The power of warmth flows through the body, flowing down the blood to every inch of the body.

Through the memories of this body, she knew who she was and what she was, as well as the time and context of the moment. On the brown wooden table was a desk calendar, several pages of which had been turned and was currently stuck on the page in June.

In June, it's no wonder it's so hot.

The air conditioner in the room was not turned on, and only a gap was left open in the window to ensure air convection. The wind blowing in was all hot air, and the thin gray yukata was soaked with sweat and stuck to the body, making it feel very uncomfortable.

Instinctively thirsty for comfort, she pulled out the remote control of the air conditioner from the drawer from memory, pressed the button, and closed the window, keeping the hot world out of the window and the Japanese sliding door.

"Saved—"

Riji exhaled a breath of heat and stood under the air conditioner to observe the room.

The layout of the room is slightly different from that of a typical bedroom, first of all, there is no bed, and the floor of the room is covered with light green tatami mats. The sun-burned tatami mats exude a nice aroma of plants and trees, and it is especially pleasant to step on barefoot.

Against the wall lay several tall books, stuffed with all sorts of books as thick as bricks that could smash people, with their names written on the spine in Japanese.

For example, the "Tokyo Witch University Entrance Common Examination Guide" and the "New Standard Magical Theory Knowledge - Elementary Edition".

There are also books in English and Latin that are so varied that they are dazzling.

A worn-out brown pole broom was tossed haphazardly in the corner, lacking maintenance, and the broom fur was messy and split like hair without conditioner.

The coat rack next to it hung a classic Japanese college uniform, a white shirt, a short skirt and a coat, all of which were blue-gray in color, only the robe worn outside was black, and a black wide-brimmed witch hat was placed at the top of the coat rack.

If it weren't for the memories in her mind telling her that this was truly a magical world full of magic, Riji would have thought of it as a cosplay costume.

Returning to the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror, Ruiji carefully looked at herself in the mirror.

Long black hair, which extends almost to the waist, is the purest Oriental color, unaffected by all kinds of colorful hair dyes.

The face is clear and beautiful, and the clear gray-blue eyes are like rippling pools, deep and charming. The blue color represents melancholy and sentimentality, and the expression of this face is always a little lazy and careless, and it looks a little sad.

The skin is fair and flawless, there is no excess hair on the body surface, the hands are well-defined, and each finger is beautiful and slender. The baggy kimono yukata couldn't hide her perfection, and when the hem of the yukata was lifted, a pair of straight and slender slender legs came into view.

Because he is Japanese, his appearance is not as three-dimensional and angular-sharp as that of Westerners, and he continues to be gentle and feminine.

"This ...... It's not badly developed. ”

Representing the absolute qualities of women, the space under the yukata becomes meaningful, and it is no longer an endless flatness.

Ricky almost charmed herself in the mirror. With such an outstanding appearance and temperament, she really deserves the identity of a witch. Although she hadn't been able to accept it right away.

She touched her chin and throat repeatedly, and it felt smooth and delicate, without a beard or Adam's apple.

The light beige Japanese-style sliding door slid along the track, making a "brush-" sound, and another girl with black hair and blue eyes burst into the room, churning hot air pouring into the room from the outside, ruthlessly diluting the cold air emitted by the air conditioner.

The girl wears a summer witch uniform with beads of sweat around her neck, a black witch hat of the same style, and a broom "stands" beside her.

"Let me catch you stealing the air conditioner again. Dear sister, it's not the hottest time yet, and you can't turn on the air conditioner, how many times do you have to say it before you can understand? ”

She grabbed the remote control on the table and pressed the off button hard. The remote control turned off with a "tick-" sound, and the sweeping blades fell back into place, cutting off the good time of enjoyment.

Where has Ruiji suffered like this before? Isn't it normal people to turn on the air conditioner when they feel sweating?

The person who cruelly turned off the air conditioner was her current sister Sakuma Shizuru, 16 years old this year, a girl who was much more mature than her peers, and at the moment she was with her hands on her hips and a straight face, looking like she was going to reproach her.

"It's 30 degrees outside, don't you feel hot? Your shirt is soaked with sweat, can you really survive without blowing the air conditioner in such weather? ”

It always feels a little weird to be called "sister". Reaching out and touching her throat and chin, the smooth touch announced to her that she had become a beautiful girl.

Isn't that good?

"It was a little hot, and the fan was sent in for repairs...... No, sister, you can use magic to make a device that can continuously cool down, right? All it takes is a little mana, some ice, and a few tricks that are easy for you to keep your room cool all day long. ”

Shizuru showed a distressed expression of distress about the electricity bill.

In this regard, Ruiji can only nod vaguely.

Regarding the equipment that continues to cool down, she still has to slowly "recall" the relevant content. Just listening to the description, I feel lofty, and I can't tell how shocking it is.

"Occasionally, I want to be lazy. You also know that when the weather is too hot, the body becomes sluggish and the brain stagnates, like a curry cube that gradually melts in an iron pot. Spending money on manufacturing equipment seems to be a little more expensive than electricity? According to my calculations, you only need to pay about 10,000 yen per month for the air conditioner and other electricity bills, and if you use lighting magic and candles to save electricity, the electricity bill at home will be less. ”

Although this body has changed its soul, some memories and knowledge of the past have remained, and a little memory can barely cope with the small predicament in front of you.

"Sister, you really don't have the consciousness of an elder at all. We also have to pay for the maintenance of the shrine equipment, the flowers and plants in the garden also have to be watered, and the water bill also costs thousands of yen a month, not counting the food and other miscellaneous expenses, and the family's expenses will cost about 150,000 yuan a month, and the savings left by the mothers are definitely not enough, and even you can't afford to pay the tuition fees for Tokyo Witch University in the future, and it is the lowest level. ”

Seeing her sister so calculated, Ruiji was a little helpless.

Today's girls are getting more and more mature. This maturity is not because of the maturity of appearance, but because of the lack of age, but the ability to calculate the expenses of food, clothing, housing and transportation clearly, and when speaking in a clear manner, he looks like a real head of the family.

Think about yourself again, salary is like menstrual period, only once a month, but a week is gone, spending money is a bit lavish, and I don't know how to call it thrifty.

From Shizuru's words, she knew that she was going to take the annual Witch University Entrance Exam. The Common Examination is the official name of the Japanese college entrance examination, which has replaced the name of the "University Entrance Examination Center Examination" since 2021.

Witches who want to go on to higher education will work hard for this exam to be admitted to the university of their choice.

It's a joy to go to college, but it's not a pleasure to pay the tuition.

"I'm sorry, I'll cheer myself up and swear in the name of the world's first witch, Zero Witch."

Riji made a standard dirt seat for her sister.

She used to be the only child in the family, and she never had a cute and sensible sister to accompany her. Now that Rebirth has achieved this goal, I want to cherish everything I want.

It's not because my sister looks good and speaks like a silver bell.

"Then please shoulder the responsibility of our Sakuma family from generation to generation. Now get up and wash up first, and I'll go cook. Please clean up and help out in the kitchen, or we won't be able to eat until one o'clock. ”

Then, Jingliu picked up a large basket of fresh vegetables and left, leaving Ruiji alone in the same place bathing in the hot summer breeze, sweating profusely.

She was stunned for two minutes, then put on a Japanese thick-bottomed geta made like flip-flops and walked into the bathroom, splashing a few handfuls of cold water on her face to cool her body to get warmer and hotter.

Hurriedly washing up, she took off her sweat-soaked yukata and put on the most unpretentious outfit — denim shorts and a white T-shirt. I don't want to show off my beautiful waist, but the weather in Tokyo is so hot in the summer, and the more I dress, the more I worry about heat stroke.

The witch even felt hot...... She didn't think it would come.

The kitchen is on the other side of the cloister, which is different from the small kitchen of a few square meters in the general apartment, it is more than 20 square meters, connected with the outside courtyard, with sufficient light and good air permeability, belonging to the open layout, and the restaurant next to it is more than 50 square meters large.

The kitchen is so big, the bedrooms are not small, and the courtyard outside occupies a considerable area, it is difficult to associate with the word "poverty".

Overhead, the sky was clear blue and cloudless, and above Tokyo were countless black dots as tiny as sesame seeds. Those black dots are floating islands where witches live.

Occasionally, a few witches wearing witch hats and riding broomsticks whizz overhead, leaving a colorful apparition similar to a comet's tail on the tail of the broom.

In the kitchen, there was the sound of a kitchen knife hitting a wooden cutting board, and a piece of white tofu was cut into evenly sized cubes, and next to it was a bowl of shredded kelp that had been cleaned and cut into small slices.

One of the most classic soups in Japanese cuisine is the seaweed tofu miso soup, which is a regular at the dinner table.

The main dish is the same classic curry, the side dishes are diced potatoes and carrots, and the discounted chicken sold in the supermarket, and the packaging with the "special" logo lies quietly in the trash.

The way of eating in the witch world is not much different from what she is familiar with, and Ruiji breathes a sigh of relief for the time being.

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