At midnight, the hour hand arrives at the number 12, and the minute hand reaches between the numbers 1 and 2, and the airship finally enters the airspace of Oceania, about to fly over the island nation of Papua New Guinea in the upper right of Australia, and enter the Australian border from Cairns, Queensland.

The sky under the airship is not an endless thick black or deep blue, and the floating islands over Australia have been reveling all night, and in recent years have been working on the development of vast airspace, and with the efforts of engineering witches, a large floating urban agglomeration has been established.

The floating metropolis is a city that never sleeps in the true sense of the word, and the witches who live here only sleep three or four hours a day, and the rest of the time is used for parties or other games except for work and study.

Having a party is an indispensable part of the life of a foreign witch, and even a party culture with a long history has formed, and it is uncomfortable not to open it every weekend.

This is similar to the elderly witches in China who go to the park every day to dance swords and do tai chi, and the witches always have some regular activities.

The sky island is lined with high-rise buildings, many shops, and dazzling neon lights that flicker non-stop, making people dazzled. The deep blue sea below and the never-ending sea of lights above complement each other.

The airship mooring at Manly Beach is also built on an empty island, with a customs-like air checkpoint nearby, known in this world as the National Airspace Administration, or Air Traffic Control for short.

The inspector of the air traffic control bureau, the witch, flew to the door on a broom and politely asked to check the passengers' documents. It is legal to take a photoshoot, and before departure, Fujinaga obtained a passport and other relevant materials for Ruiji, and communicated with the other party in fluent English.

The inspector witch looked at the documents and materials, and through the communication between the intercom equipment and the witch guarding the checkpoint, the huge metal doors blocking the airship opened to both sides, and the wide airspace was open to them.

"Have fun."

"Thank you."

The airship passes through the checkpoint and gets permission to stay in Australia. The Pilot's Witch parked it at a berth on the edge of the island that could be easily reversed, and the voyage was over.

Riji lay in her rocking chair and snoozed, the level 3 magic book that made her sleepy. Although learning magic is a lot of fun, reading too many textbooks is a drain on the mind and body.

Learning is the process of repeating something over and over again, which most people don't particularly like, and often feels boring and easy to give up halfway. There are very few witches who have survived the long and lonely climbing period and finally set foot on the peak.

She still lacks a bit of enterprising spirit, has not yet fully adapted to the world full of magic, and the laziness in the bones of ordinary humans is like a shadow. Even the airship came to a halt, the rest of the magazine members took their things and prepared to leave, and she still fell asleep with a fifth of the magic books she had read.

Fujinaga originally wanted to wake people up roughly, but when he saw the soul-soothing sleeping face, his raised hand froze in the air, and finally hung down.

The urge to tease people came suddenly, she rarely did, and today she couldn't help but want to make an exception. Then, slowly leaning your face closer to your ear, you will blow a breath of hot air into the beautifully shaped ear.

“……”

Ruiji's ears itched, and when he reached out and touched it, the drowsiness subsided.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Fujinaga's face magnified several times. They were so close that it was easy to reverie. Luckily, nothing happened, not even contact.

"Is my face so pretty?"

"General."

"Then you look like you want to kiss me on the forehead, it's hard to pretend that nothing happened."

"Don't be too narcissistic. I'm the heir of the Fujinaga family, and I've seen countless beautiful witches, and I'm going to a banquet on the floating island of Greenland next weekend, and there will be a lot of witches in attendance, so you don't have an advantage over them at all. It's useless to just look good,"

The distance quickly widened, and Fujinaga did not explain what he had just blown.

"We arrived in Sydney, first got off the airship to walk around the neighborhood, familiar with the environment, the first round of official shooting was in the morning, I checked the sunrise time, around 6:30 in the morning, and the second round of official shooting in the afternoon, around 17:10. At other times, you may have to take some scattered photos, and there are a few Japanese witches from other regions nearby, so don't worry, you won't shoot with them. ”

Fujinaga gave a rough overview of the day's shooting plan, stuffing a half-new rechargeable broom into Ruiji's hand. The metal rod of the broom has the double feather logo of the Fujinaga Foundation, and it seems to be the company's equipment.

"You use it to make do with it first, and when you take pictures, you will change to a broom that fits the scene."

"Okay."

They grab their belongings and blend into the night of this beautiful and rich maritime city. There are many witches who come to Australia from other places in the middle of the night, mostly to attend the summer festivals held at the major beaches and resorts.

Coastal cities are rich in tourism resources, water parks and seaside island resorts are popular summer tourism projects, tickets are discounted, and it is easy to meet witches from all over the world, which promotes a wonderful cross-border marriage.

Flying broomsticks have shortened the distance between the world, and it has become common for witches from various countries to intermarry each other.

Wild riding styles of Australian witches whistling by, broomsticks equipped with a string of very bold colorful spotlights, they fly past some strange noises, it is hard not to think of the ghost fire girl on the side of the Celestial Empire.

The ghost fire girl of this era has changed from running on the ground to flying in the sky, wearing a very spiritual Wangzi suit, and the broom will be equipped with bells and whistles, spit out her own personality, and gallop in the major airspace at night.

The ones just now are very similar to them, almost identical.

There are a few witches like that, and the rest of the witches fly in peace, or exchange the next itinerary, or discuss which restaurant to go to to taste the local food, and which spot to take pictures.

The salty air with seawater and the free air make Ruiji very pleasant. The evening breeze blows through the hair, and the summer heat is blown away, and the natural wind is more comfortable than the mechanical wind of the fan, although it is not as good as the air conditioner.

Australia's starry sky has a unique flavor. The night is clear and cloudless, there is no haze, the bright stars are dancing in the deep blue night, the white-gold Milky Way spans a large airspace, and it seems that you can pick the stars by hand in a hot air balloon or a viewing airship, sitting on the edge of the empty island.

Ryji reached out to the Milky Way and watched the dazzling silver light pass through her fingers. The night view of Ginza in Tokyo is beautiful, and it is no slouch here.

I didn't expect to go abroad for the first time in my life, and it was by taking a swimsuit photo, and my mood suddenly became complicated.

Fujinaga was also stunned, but instead of looking at the night sky, he was looking at something else. It was a long time before she realized that this should not be the case. The romantic night sky almost disorients her.

"Sakuma."

Fujinaga pointed to a brightly lit beach below.

"Here's the camp at Manly Beach, come down with me first, and enjoy the scenery later"