Rydge is rightfully the centerpiece of the venue, surrounded by various camera gear and witches wearing work cards.

The photography scene of a well-known fashion magazine cannot be compared with a photo studio for dozens of dollars, and the props and costumes are also carefully prepared, which does not match the cheap texture of dozens of dollars.

Facing the camera, she was actually a little nervous.

The private photo is only for a small number of people, and there are only a dozen people who have the opportunity to see it, and maybe even less, only a few people. The public photo shoot is aimed at the entire Kanto region, and magazines published in Kanto are also sold in other regions, so in a sense, this set of photos is aimed at witches from all over Japan.

Being admired by so many witches for their looks and clothes, and getting the same treatment as idol witches and artist witches, is not only nervous but also a little excited.

Unlike the fame fisherman who likes to stand in the spotlight and show off herself, the key to her excitement is swimwear.

She has gone from being a person who dreams of wearing swimsuits and various women's outfits openly to someone who can wear them at will, and she is also a girl witch with outstanding appearance.

The biggest wish has come true, and wearing a swimsuit to take a photo shoot is an opportunity to show off your face and figure to the witches of the whole of Japan, and maybe you can advertise the shrine at home in the future.

The shrine's finances are precarious, and it is difficult to support the operation of the shrine by relying only on the small orders that Shizuru collects every month. Their tuition, food, and the cost of purchasing spell materials, and it is suspected that the cost of purchasing [Narrow Space] in the future add up to a huge expense.

The Narrow Space is a safe area in the Narrow Room, with a very safe barrier, and the witches have not yet fully figured out how it works, and they are unable to reproduce the same thing with contemporary magic and technology for the time being.

Each space is independent of each other, and a stable ecosystem naturally forms within the space, with land, sky, and sea, as well as various flora, fauna, and mineral resources, and if you are lucky, you can catch strange things as mounts.

The space and the space do not belong to the same dimension, rather, it is a huge rift between the space and the present world. There are thousands of such cracks, and according to the abundance of resources and the difficulty of development, the internal ecological and geographical environment is different, and the selling price is also different.

The worst ones are only a few million yen, and the good ones may be hundreds of millions of yen.

Shizuryu's ideal is to buy a narrow space of average quality, with a starting price of 20 million yen, which is more expensive than a floating island. A floating island with a beautiful environment costs more than 10 million yen, which is nearly half the price of a narrow space.

In Ruiji's view, the narrow space is a rich man's toy, which is equivalent to a rich witch like Fujinaga buying a Lamborghini sports car as a pendant on the basis of the overflow of material living conditions.

When can I meet a witch, fall in love, and start a successful business with the other party, then think about the narrow space, unless the witch is a rich woman from the beginning, and often throws tens of millions of yen pocket money to herself to buy "toys".

Before I met the rich woman and witch, I had to work hard first.

Ruiji looked into the deep blue night and the endless Pacific Ocean in the distance, a blinding golden ray rising from the east, tearing through the night and spraying golden light on the sea.

The photographer witch points her camera to the side of Ryje, looking for the right angle. The prop master witch prepared a European-style lantern for her, and the color of the lamp was very similar to Fujinaga's pupils, and it was as clear as the shallow water.

The firelight reflected on Ruiji's cheeks, centered on the tip of her nose, forming a dividing line between light and dark.

"Hold your current position and keep your eyes on the palm trees in front of you."

Fujinaga was dressed tightly—trousers, a sun-protective jacket, and sandy sneakers, with only his face and hands exposed, a witch hat on his head, and a wooden staff in his hand.

The staff's role is to direct the work on the field, and she resembles a foreman on a construction site.

“……”

Ruiji followed the instructions and stared at the lantern, waiting for the photographer to press the shutter. With a few beautiful "clicks", the photographer witch said a few words of "very good" in a row.

Next is the most critical group of shots, the photographer witch wants to capture the picture of Ruiji standing in front of the rising sunrise. Ruiji must go to the shallows and let the sun wheel be his foil.

The lantern was placed on the sand next to it by the prop master witch, and the lights turned on and off, and the night momentum in the distance became weaker and weaker, and the sunlight under the sea level burst out with a rapid and vigorous momentum, like the moment of a volcanic eruption.

The gray veil that covered the land was swallowed up by the burning red light, and it was the most moving time of the day.

The shutter of the photographer witch keeps pressing.

Being watched by a group of witches, she was a little nervous at first, but when she got used to the rhythm of the photography team, Ruiji didn't have any pressure. Posing according to the meaning of the eldest lady and staying in place is a thousand times easier than going to the construction site to fight the gray witch.

Fighting the gray witch has to constantly consume her magic and spiritual power, carry bricks from one place to another, sometimes carry hundreds of pounds of glass, enjoy 996 blessings, and live a "comfortable" life.

After taking a photo of the rising sun, Sydney officially entered the early morning of a new day.

The sun paints the floating clouds and the light blue sky with a gorgeous golden hue, the clouds burn in the golden light, and the silver sand echoes the sun, creating silvery waves in the morning breeze.

"Now put your foot in the water, and hold the brim of the witch's hat with your hand."

Fujinaga's voice came from the side.

"Okay."

Rydge responds to her first, then holds down the witch's hat, which is crumbling in the sea breeze.

"I'll give a signal later, and when I hear the signal, I let go as soon as I hear it, and the photographer wants to capture the picture of the hat flying."

"Understood."

Fujinaga, who has entered the state of work, has a spirit that is more rigorous than learning magic. The sales of the magazine are linked to the Fujinaga Foundation and her personal honors, and the photo shoot cannot be treated as a random street photo.

The white sneakers are half soaked in transparent seawater, and its fabric is the white ice dragon leather found in the narrow space, which is waterproof and will not get wet when worn deep underwater, and the black model is very suitable for rainy days, neither dirty nor water.

When Ruiji moves to the right shooting spot, Fujinaga signals her.

"Let go."

Just as a gust of morning breeze passed through her fingertips, the witch's hat for shooting was loosened, and her long black hair was naturally blown, Ruiji was like a witch from the bottom of the sea to the land.

The Witch of the Deep Sea has always been known for her beauty, and is the most mysterious branch of the witch world. Her side face is restrained and elegant, not as bright and flamboyant as the witches of Europe and the United States, and she does have a bit of the temperament of a deep-sea witch.

The shutter sound lasted for half a minute, and the photographer was very satisfied with his work just now, and communicated sideways with Fujinaga next to him to discuss the next trip.

This concludes the first set of shoots related to the theme of sunrise.