"Good suggestion, I'll consider it."

Fujinaga put the lemon slices at the bottom of the cup into his mouth and chewed it, filling his mouth with a sour and refreshing taste. Lemon slices have a pick-me-up effect, and she doesn't hate them personally.

After eating the "pre-dinner dessert", Riki continues to play the role of a flower messenger escorting the eldest lady home.

There is still a long way between the rich area and Ginza, enough for a witch to calm down on the road, and buy a copy of "The Witch's Travel Notebook" at a small bookstore on the side of the road.

"Witch Travel Notes" has been serialized for a long time, the author is a Japanese witch tour group "Nagawa" who travels all over the world, and the articles in the book have multiple authors, describing the customs of the same place from multiple angles, and sometimes publishing regional strange stories related to the location of the trip, not a simple travelogue, as a travel guide book and look at it is no problem.

It is a good choice to choose a travel location for the content of the reference book, and Fujinaga has been chasing this book since the beginning of the year. The publication interval of each new book is about one and a half to two months, the content is large, the quality of the writing is high, and every word and sentence is poured into the author's effort, so the sales have been rising.

Fujinaga is very envious of the free and easy lifestyle of the witch tour group, and he buys the new issue as soon as it is published every month, and reads it in the shortest possible time, absorbing spiritual food and filling the empty soul.

The location of this issue of "The Witch's Travel Notes" has become the Polar Circle region. One of the articles caught Fujinaga's attention, and she was lost in thought as she gazed at the most frequently mentioned place names.

It was indeed very quiet, and it was suitable as the end of a journey to cleanse the soul, and it was also very suitable...... Evade.

She left a mark in the corner of the page and read it carefully at night before going to bed, choosing a suitable piece of pure land for herself.

The two did not communicate frequently on the road, occasionally accosting each other a few words. Time flows through the gap between the grinding of flip books and the sound of the evening wind. Fujinaga never asked Riki why she gave up on tonight's date, fearing to hear an answer that would break her heart.

Some things don't need to be asked too clearly, and the truth may not be as desired. Out of concern or pity, Fujinaga just wants to enjoy his time in Ryji to the fullest.

"Sakuma."

"What's wrong? Suddenly so formal. ”

Ruiji pressed the windswept pages with her hand, just enough to block the illustrations. This ancient setting, written in Arabic, tells the story of Cleopatra and several folk Egyptian witches who collectively make hand-ground tofu in a palace near the Nile.

The illustration just depicts the process of making tofu, and the content is not particularly sound.

Fujinaga pretended not to see the illustration to save her a little face.

"If I leave Tokyo one day and disappear into your life, will you miss me?"

Behind the whim-of-the-moment question is an uneasy and urgent heart.

"I want to hear your truest thoughts, without scruples. A groomed lie will certainly ensure a period of peace, but once the truth is unraveled, it will only leave bloody scars. ”

"Definitely. And I'm going to find a way to collect all the clues and tie them all together to get you back in my sight. ”

Ritch dismissed her words as a hypothetical joke. A witch who has lived in the world of public attention for many years cannot disappear when she disappears, the essence of a witch is a human with mana, human beings are not solitary animals, and they cannot cut off the ties with the outside world.

"I hope you can do it."

Towards the end of the journey, the Fujinaga family's mansion built on an empty island comes into view. The butler waits at the door of the mansion, and the two metal doors with a hollow design become the dividing line between the two worlds, and the world inside the door is not to be tread.

"Goodbye."

Finally, Fujinaga said goodbye to Rijki with the standard French veneer ceremony. The cheeks that had been pasted were still a little hot, and there was a faint scent of the witch's body in the air.

The smell of lily of the valley perfume.

The witch's figure disappeared into the night, and was finally surrounded by golden lights.

……

At 9:36 p.m., Ruiji met at the gate of Matsuya Ginza with the purchased seal.

"Sorry to leave you shopping alone. How much did it cost? ”

"A little money. What is Miss Fujinaga's condition? ”

Feng Buyue raised his eyebrows, very interested in what happened when the two were alone, and the gossip radar kept ringing. Through a few observations, she catches unusual information - such as Fujinaga's affectionate eyes, disgust and coldness towards the marriage contract.

It's fun to watch other people's love lives, much more fun than to participate in them yourself.

She ...... It's no different from usual, maybe you didn't sleep well at night? ”

"Really?"

"And ask me which part of the world is the quietest."

"ho~ That's dangerous. I advise you to pay more attention to her state and hang around her more when you have time. When a witch says to you, 'I'm fine,' it's okay, don't be stunned like a piece of wood. ”

"Why are you all complaining that I'm wood?"

Ritch received the same rating from more than three witches, which she thought was biased. Feng Buyu didn't explain to her why, let her watch more of the witch's love romance to make up for it, and turn the topic to business.

The task of the snowy owl is imminent, and it is more exciting than talking about love. A witch can be without love, but not without money and career.

"What time is the meeting with Eudora Bianchi tomorrow morning? Where is the location? ”

"She sent me an email in the afternoon, and the meeting place was Haneda Airport T3 Terminal, taking her private airship, the time was very early, and she departed at four o'clock in the morning, so I have to trouble you to find an excuse to communicate with Shizuru to dispel your suspicions."

The email is still stored in the phone, and Ricky pokes open the email app to find the latest email. Read the content of the email from beginning to end and check the information.

"It's easy to find an excuse, you can tell Miss Shizuru that we want to see the sunrise."

"It's you."

"We have to go back to the [Deep Dive Potion] right away, the time is a bit tight, it takes a total of 5 hours from the time the potion is made to the finish, you just watch from the sidelines, remember the process of dropping the materials. This Olympic Alchemy Contest is likely to be held in a place near the sea, and the inner ghost leaked the news to me, to catch the creatures in the sea to make potions, you have learned that we can do it together, which is more efficient than going it alone. ”

"Okay......

When it came to the task of the snow owl, although it was not his own task, Feng Buyu immediately showed high interest, high spirits, eager to participate in person, and full of dedication.

She would be a good partner, but not a good fit for a relationship. The witch who puts her career first often puts her feelings in the second and third priority, and the witch who is in love must be sad because of this.

Tonight is another sleepless night of working for a great cause.

(End of chapter)