Hearing this, Ruiji's heart suddenly warmed, and she subconsciously stepped forward to hug her sister, and rubbed her shoulders and ears with her chin and cheek.

"I'm back......"

There was nothing special about such an action, and every time the two were separated for more than a day, Ruiji would be unbearably lonely.

For as long as Shizuru can remember, my sister has been a year that likes to be spoiled to herself in private, and no matter how many years have passed, the relationship between the two will not change.

The law of the eldest sister like a mother does not apply in their family, and it is no exaggeration to say that after the death of the mothers, Jingliu became a paternal mother and a maternal mother alone, and brought up the sister who was not a member of the family.

Seeing that Ruiji is so capable and brings a bunch of loot to the family, Shizuru suddenly has a sense of immediacy when the child he has raised for many years grows up and feeds back to his mother.

"Sister, you have worked very hard, you deserve praise, and today's breakfast will reward you for eating hamburger steak and fried shrimp. Now go take a shower and rest, I'll wake you up in the morning. ”

"No...... I'd like to hold it a little longer. ”

Raj cravets a warm embrace and refuses to let go until a displeased meow wakes her up from her lazy mood.

Three Riyue lay at her feet and licked her paws, stretching by the way, the more she looked like a real cat.

"Sister, who is that black cat?"

"Speaking of which, I almost forgot ......"

Shizuru was freed from Ruiji's embrace, and there was still a little residual warmth around her body. She tugged at her yukata, and a few drops of hot sweat slipped down her snow-white neck.

It was hot, and it was even hotter for the two to hug each other. Although Shizuru doesn't hate the heat, the two of them are not conjoined babies, and they are always stuck together.

"She's a stray cat I picked up on the beach in Australia, and I've already thought of a name, it's called Three Days and Moon."

"Three days and moons, how does it sound like the name of the knife?"

Because she's a knife...... Ritch thought to herself.

This name is not given by himself, it comes from the two old mothers who have passed away for a long time in the family, and as the younger generation, they should inherit their will.

"Because the mothers gave the dream and said that they would name the child Three Days and Moon. Isn't there five famous swords in Japan, Mikazuki Sokin is the representative work of Japan's earliest knife witch Sanjo Sokon, who liked to fiddle with Japanese swords the most during their lifetimes, and it is fitting to call this name. ”

"That's right."

Shizuru is convinced of this.

"My mothers also gave me a dream before, saying that the right side of the main hall of the shrine at home was leaking rain, and I went to see it immediately after I woke up, and found that the content of the dream turned out to be true."

She squatted in front of Mirizuki and rubbed the cat's head.

"Hello. If you meet for the first time, please take care of it in the future. ”

"Meow—"

It was temporarily inconvenient for Mikazuki to greet her with Japanese etiquette, so he could only stretch out his paws and pat his palms with a meat pad to show friendship.

The two of them are a cat, and they will live together without shame from now on.

There were still some leftover dried fish in the refrigerator at home, and Shizuru put together the cat food and dried fish for feeding stray cats, pushing this "hearty meal" in front of Mirizuki.

"Come on, eat."

“……”

Riji and Mikazuki were silent at the same time.

Strange Tales don't need to eat like witches and normal humans, their food is the magic of other Strange Tales or contract witches. Sanriyue didn't want to eat it, thinking that he was a cat now, and there was no cat in the world who didn't like to eat fish, so he had to let out a painful cry and pick up a small yellow croaker with a salty and wet smell.

The cloudy eyes of the little yellow croaker "stared" at her, as if to say "you also have today".

Jingliu mistakenly thought that Sanriyue liked today's breakfast very much, and added some more to her, and the wailing in the courtyard and the sound of swallowing food alternated, full of helplessness and sadness.

Mikazuki also wanted to maintain his human form for a long time, which would be difficult, depending on factors such as Riji's current progress in learning magic and magical powers. The magic power of 5000 seems abundant, but it is not enough to satisfy a big monster to operate in the present world in the form of "full opening".

The narrow space with a waterfall in the backyard allows the strange form to be unlimited, so Mikazuki swaggered out in that dark armor.

Once again, she made up her mind to give a little punishment to this hateful human being—to make her eat fish with hatred!

……

Together, the sisters carry the box containing the broom and accessories to Ryji's room.

Today's room was also air-conditioned, and Shizuru carefully cut the plastic seal of the box with a folding knife, and unopened the metal seal on the lid according to the instructions of the box.

The heavy dark blue wooden lid is tightly nested underneath, and the wood grain of the log is clearly visible, exuding a fresh wood scent.

Inside the rectangular wooden box lies a metal pole broom with a gray-blue shell.

The broom head is made of different materials from the broom shaft, and the broom head is carefully trimmed with gold and silver plant branches and leaves, which Ryji has already tasted in the Aussie Star flagship store.

"How? Do you like it? ”

"Love ......"

Shizuru had mixed feelings, and the hand that grabbed the broom shaft trembled.

Whenever I pass by the broom shop with my part-time job and see other witches getting brand-new brooms from their families, I always feel a strong sense of envy in my heart, and I fantasize that the witch who got the broom is myself.

At several important stages in the witches' lives, their mothers would give them new brooms, which amounted to racial conventions.

Japanese witches are given their first broom when they enter elementary school, and each time they enter school, they get a new one until they graduate from university.

Shizuru has only been promoted to high school this year, and the other witch classmates have new brooms, only she is still using the dark wheel 2000, and from time to time she will receive some mocking glances and voices.

The witches who went to Waseda Private Witch High School all had a good family background, starting from the middle class, and being as poor as the Sakuma family was an exception.

The new broom swept away the gloom in the girl's heart, and a relieved smile appeared on her worried cheeks.

"There is only one new broom, sister, don't you use it?"

She carefully rubbed the frosted layer on the broom shaft, as if to seam its lines into the palm of her hand.

"I didn't give you a gift for your birthday this year or a high school entrance gift, this broom is definitely qualified, but I have a wish. That old dark wheel 2000 can still be used, it's mine from today onwards, don't grab it from me. ”

"Sister......

Shizuru was still struggling with whether to take it, but Ruiji had made up her mind and pushed everything to her.

"I'm my sister, you have to listen to me."

"Okay. That...... I'll pour you a glass of cherry blossom wine on the rocks. ”

"That's a must, go quickly."

At the urging of Ruiji, Shizuru gets up and prepares to leave the room, but in a trance, her foot accidentally trips over the box. The news of getting the new broom made her so excited that she got a little carried away.

There was also a mezzanine underneath the box, which she had only discovered after she had touched it.

There's also a brand new Princess of Wales 1770 in the mezzanine!