Making Magic: The Sweet Life of a Witch Who Knows an Infinite MP Loophole Volume 8 E-Book

Aloha Zachou

• Herausgeber: J-Novel Club
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Serie: Making Magic: The Sweet Life of a Witch Who Knows an Infinite MP Loophole
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 259

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

After ten years resettling the new residents of the Witch of Creation’s Forest, wanderlust strikes Chise again. Itching to embark on a new journey, but weary of her fame, she decides to blow her copious reserves of mana on disguising herself. Forging a new identity as a C-rank adventurer and marginally older girl, she departs with her bestie Teto for the Sunfield Empire. The pair spend their days in leisure until a job gone wildly off-track lands them an invitation to the elves’ great forest, an enigmatic place where outsiders are rarely welcomed. Eager to learn more about elves’ customs and culture, Chise eagerly accepts the invitation. But who knows what awaits them there?

Leseprobe

Table of Contents

Cover

Chapter 0: A Letter from a Centuries-Old Friend

Chapter 1: Traveling in a Caravan

Chapter 2: The Trading Town of Liefe

Chapter 3: Folkcrafts of the Great Forest

Chapter 4: Demolishing a Haunted Mansion

Chapter 5: The Ghost’s True Identity

Chapter 6: Suppressing the Rampaging Spirit

Chapter 7: The Spirit Lantern

Chapter 8: Time for the Revelation—We’re Actually S-rank

Chapter 9: In the Depths of the Elves’ Great Forest

Chapter 10: The Guide

Chapter 11: The Elves’ Forest

Chapter 12: A Wave of Entertainment Washes Over the Elven Kingdom

Chapter 13: The Witch Gets Separated from Her Companions

Chapter 14: The Spirit Corridor

Chapter 15: The Eltar Forest Kingdom

Chapter 16: The High Elf Queen

Chapter 17: Fauzard’s New Contract

Chapter 18: A Stroll in the Elven Capital

Chapter 19: Installing a Transfer Gate in the Elves’ Forest

Chapter 20: The Ancient Dragon and the Fairy Queen

Chapter 21: The Fairy Queen’s Visit

Chapter 22: Mythical Beasts’ Breeding Grounds and Childish Innocence

Chapter 23: The Adventuring Novel’s Influence

Chapter 24: Adults Were Once Children Too

Chapter 25: The Secret Base in the Great Forest

Chapter 26: The Youths’ Dreams Come to an End

Chapter 27: The Predictable Conclusion of the Elven Youths’ Folly

Chapter 28: Behind the Scenes

Extra Story: Centuries after the Predictable Conclusion of the Elven Youths’ Rebellion

Afterword

Color Illustrations

About J-Novel Club

Copyright

Landmarks

Table of Contents

Color Images

Chapter 0: A Letter from a Centuries-Old Friend

Teto and I were lazing around in our mansion when we suddenly noticed a flutter of mana near us, drawing our attention.

“Lady Witch, something is coming,” Teto said.

I nodded. “Probably a spirit, judging by its mana,” I muttered.

The next second, a spirit in the shape of a wolf appeared from the shadows, a letter in its mouth. It stretched its neck towards us as if it were inviting me to take the letter.

“They’re using a spirit as their messenger, huh? Yup, that letter’s from the elves’ kingdom for sure,” I said, taking the envelope from the wolf spirit, examining the seal on the wax, and looking for the sender’s name.

“Thanks for the letter! Want some magic stones?” Teto asked the wolf spirit, holding out a handful of magic stones under its nose.

Spirits fed on mana, and magic stones were one of their favorite sources thereof. The wolf spirit chomped on the treats and swallowed them, licking its chops in contentment. As I watched Teto petting the wolf spirit with a soft smile on my lips, I reached for a letter opener and broke the seal on the envelope.

“Lady Witch? What’s it say?” Teto asked me, carrying the wolf spirit in her arms.

“Apparently they found something that I forgot there ages ago,” I explained, showing her the letter. “And they’re inviting us to stay over for a bit, since I need to go retrieve it anyway.”

Teto looked at me with stars in her eyes. “Lady Witch, Teto wants to go! Teto hasn’t eaten the elves’ sweets in sooo long!”

“Sure, why not? I’d like to go visit their workshops. It’s been a while.”

The elves’ kingdom was in the middle of a forest that boasted several large world trees and was plentiful in resources: timber, mushrooms, edible plants, medicinal herbs, the works. All sorts of monsters and mythical beasts resided there as well. All of these allowed the elves to live comfortably, which, in turn, meant that they had time to focus on other things and develop their own culture, research, and artwork. Of course, they owed a fair bit of their success to their long lifespans too. They would gratefully accept the cultural influence of outside nations as grist for the mill of their own art scenes, among other things, whose products they’d feed back out to the rest of the world. Furthermore, many spirits lived in the elves’ forest and granted it their protection, meaning that it housed many spiritual hot spots.

Many years ago, the elves’ forest used to be an elusive place where outsiders were seldom let in. But now, it was brimming with tourists year-round, attracting people interested in the arts or those who wanted to visit the spiritual hot spots.

“Magic and spirituality are much more prevalent in this world than in my past life, so these hot spots are a lot more effective than the ones from my old world,” I mused out loud.

For instance, if one went to drink from a spring blessed by water spirits, their wounds would heal faster, or if they took a walk through a forest blessed by dark spirits, their minds would become clearer. However, if one were to disrespect the spirits in one of their hot spots, they might get cursed.

As Teto and I smiled excitedly thinking about all of the things we’d do in the elves’ kingdom, I couldn’t help but wonder about the thing I supposedly forgot there. The sender of the letter was one of my good friends, and we had known each other for several centuries so I had traveled to the elves’ kingdom many times over the years. What could I have forgotten there that was important enough to send me a letter about it?

“I have no idea what it is I forgot there, but I should thank them for letting me know,” I said, reaching for my letter set and writing a quick reply. I also included the time and date of our next visit to the elves’ kingdom. “All done. Can you give this to your master?” I asked the wolf spirit.

It let out an enthusiastic “Woof,” grabbed the letter in its jaws, and jumped from Teto’s arms. Then it disappeared as if sinking into the shadows.

I carefully put my friend’s letter away and stood up from the sofa. “All righty, if we’re going to the elves’ kingdom, we’d better do some research beforehand.”

“Teto’s going to grab the guidebook! We should pick the places we’d like to visit in advance.”

I nodded and the two of us made for the forest’s library to borrow the guidebook. We noted down all of the places that we were interested in visiting, and I decided to ask my elven friends about any hidden gems worth exploring during our visit.

This is the story of how Teto and I found ourselves in the elves’ forest, despite it being strictly forbidden to outsiders, and of the friends we met along the way. It is also the story of how one book created an irreparable generational rift in all elvenkind, and why that was kinda my fault.

Chapter 1: Traveling in a Caravan

Beretta’s Side

“Miss Beretta, could you please take a look at this document?” a mechanoid asked, handing Beretta a sheet of paper.

They were currently in the mansion’s office, taking care of some administrative matters.

“All right. We have made passable progress, so you can go on break. I will do the same once I am done with the document you just handed me,” Beretta replied.

The other mechanoid nodded. “I will prepare some tea so that it is ready when you are done.”

Beretta nodded. With her master having departed for a new journey, she was in charge of managing the forest’s affairs.

“I wonder where Master is now,” the other mechanoid said as she set a pot full of water onto the magic burner in the office.

“She contacted me a few days ago, and she said that she and Lady Teto were done paying their respects to Mr. Gyunton and the others,” Beretta replied, not lifting her eyes from the document. “They must be on their way to a new nation.”

Beretta’s masters—Chise the witch and her guardian Teto—had begun a new journey. Their first goal had been to travel and pay respects to the graves of the three men whose recommendation to the adventurer’s guild had made them S-rank adventurers. With that done, they were bound for a new part of the continent to discover what it had to offer.

“They mentioned wanting to visit the Sunfield Empire in the south, did they not?” the mechanoid asked.

“Yes. It is just south of Gald, and Master has never been there before, so she has decided to make it her next destination.”

The Gald Beastman Nation was southeast of the forest, while the Kingdom of Ischea stood southwest. The long and thin Lawbyle Kingdom stretched to the east, separated from the forest by a mountain range. Chise had just finished paying her respects to Gyunton in Gald, so she had decided to continue south to the Sunfield Empire.

Beretta set down the document—which she had finished reading—and peered out of the window. “I wonder what Master is doing,” she muttered, looking up at the sky.

Her beloved masters might have been far away, but they were still under the same sky. Beretta was looking forward to hearing where their journey took them and what they got up to.

Tearing her gaze away from the window, she enjoyed some tea and a well-deserved break with the other mechanoid.

The Witch’s Side

A gentle breeze caressed our hair as Teto and I journeyed under the peaceful blue sky. Our mode of transport of choice for our new trip was a horse-drawn little house on wheels with a semicylindrical roof. The rhythmic clip-clop of the horse’s hooves on the highway provided a soothing soundtrack to our trip...but the curious glances and turned heads of the onlookers made it hard to fully relax.

“Maybe our caravan is a bit too out there,” I muttered from my spot beside Teto in the driver’s seat. I was trying to bask in the sun, but the attention we were receiving made me feel a tad awkward.

“Teto loves the carriage Lady Witch made!” Teto—who was holding the reins—exclaimed.

I chuckled. “Thanks, Teto.”

To be fair, I could see why our caravan prompted so many double takes. First of all, our horse wasn’t exactly a normal horse. While from afar it looked just like a regular brown horse, if you studied it closely, you’d be able to tell that its body was made of stone, like an equestrian statue had stepped down from its pedestal and shaken off its rider. In reality, it was a horse golem.

“Horse golems aren’t exactly common, so I tried gussying it up to pass a little better for the real thing, but it’s not working a hundred percent, is it?” I said.

Just like I had done with Kuro back in the day, I had put an illusion charm on one of the horse golem’s accessories...but the most perceptive passersby could still tell something was amiss.

“They’re not just looking at the horse, though, Lady Witch; they’re looking at the carriage too,” Teto pointed out.

“The carriage, huh? Well, I can see why: it is a bit peculiar,” I muttered, glancing back at our caravan, which looked just like a little hut on wheels.

Looking at it, it was obvious it must’ve been quite heavy, yet it didn’t make a sound even as the horse golem dragged it along. With normal carriages, you’d hear the wheels rattle or the coach clatter as it shook over the road. But our caravan’s suspension was tricked out to hell and back.

“We’ve got leaf springs, axle bearings for smooth rotation on every wheel, and rubber tires. I threw on a couple Weight Reduction and Shock Absorption enchantments to make it easier on the horse. Put it all together and the whole affair makes for a buttery-smooth ride,” I explained.

By local standards, we were cruising around in the sweetest rig our fellow travelers had ever laid eyes on; I couldn’t blame them for feeling a little incredulous.

“The inside is even more impressive than the outside!” Teto said.

“Oh yeah, I went all out on the interior; the rest is practically an afterthought by comparison,” I said proudly.

“Nothing’s more important than Lady Witch’s comfort!” Teto exclaimed enthusiastically, and I forced a strained smile on my face.

I was definitely proud of the inside of the carriage. While the caravan was only about five meters in length and two in width, I had used a spatial alteration spell to cram a studio apartment’s worth of floor space in there, complete with a bedroom corner, kitchenette, toilet, and small bathroom. To finish it all off, I had used my magic to incorporate a water and drainage system, making our caravan a comfortable little home away from home.

“I kind of threw it together at the last minute to fill in for our flying carpet, but I have to say this caravan is pretty comfortable,” I commented.

Back when we used to be more active as adventurers, we had picked up quite a reputation, and the flying carpet we used to travel back then had become our trademark. But we were currently hiding our identities and pretending to be C-rank adventurers to avoid garnering too much attention, so we had to find a new means of transportation for our new journey.

At first, we had opted for running alongside the highway using Body Strengthening to give us a boost, and we’d either camp outside or, on rare occasions, stay at an inn for the night. But one evening, as I was setting up camp, I found myself thinking, Man, having to do this every night sure is a pain.

It wasn’t like we were in a hurry, or like our journey even had a purpose in the first place—other than sightseeing, that is. We didn’t have to be zooming everywhere. I didn’t mind us traveling slower if it meant it’d be more comfortable. And so, I came up with the idea of building a carriage that we could travel and sleep in, a bit like a camping car.

My first idea had been to make it like a real car and have it be self-propelled, but after giving it some thought, I came to the conclusion that it would stand out way too much—which was exactly what I was trying to avoid, so I went the “ersatz horse” route instead.

“We’re not going as fast, but we can travel and get things done at the same time. I’d say it’s an improvement.”

The inside of the caravan didn’t shake at all, meaning that I could do all sorts of stuff while on the move: potion making, cooking, reading... These just weren’t options on foot. Traveling while keeping the comfort of home suited my nature much better.

As I sat in the driver’s seat, mentally patting myself on the back for coming up with the idea of traveling in a caravan, I noticed a fortress in the distance. It seemed that we had reached Gald’s border.

Teto gradually slowed the horse golem’s pace and lined up behind the other travelers waiting to pass the checkpoint.

“We’re about to say goodbye to Gald for a while, huh?” I said.

“It’s a bit sad, but Teto is looking forward to seeing other countries!”

After paying our respects to Gyunton, the two of us decided to head south to visit the nations on this side of the continent. As we reminisced about our trip while waiting in line, it was finally time for our turn. The two beastmen guards—one young and one old—looked at our caravan with puzzlement.

“I’ve never seen a carriage like this before,” the older one muttered.

The two guards were so taken aback by our carriage that they were just standing there, gawking at it.

“We’re supposed to show you our guild cards and put our hands on the crime-judging jewel, right?” I said innocently to remind them to get on with it.

The younger one jumped slightly as my words brought him back to reality. “Ah, yes! This way, please. Gramps, check their carriage.”

“Aye,” the older soldier said after a long pause.

As Teto and I stepped down from the carriage, I could feel him staring intently at us. I didn’t know what he wanted, but he didn’t seem hostile, so I paid him no mind. When I glanced at him, he gave us a slight bow before going to check our carriage. We returned the gesture, then turned back towards the younger soldier, putting our hands on the crime-judging jewel and showing him our guild cards.

“Wow, you two are C-rank? You’re so young; it’s impressive,” the soldier said with a smile.

I had used my newly developed transformation spell to make myself look around Teto’s age, so I wasn’t getting the little girl treatment for once, which I was very pleased about.

We made small talk with the younger guard as we waited for the other guy to finish inspecting our carriage.

“Where did you two come from?” he asked us.

“We traveled from Ischea to Gald, and now that we’ve completed our business, we’ve decided to head farther south,” I said.

“We stopped in a bunch of towns along the way,” Teto added.

The soldier nodded. He didn’t ask what kind of business we had in Ischea and Gald; he probably assumed that our adventures had taken us here.

“Have you been to Gragana? That’s my hometown,” he said.

“We did. It’s become a really nice town, hasn’t it?”

“It’s a lot livelier than before!” Teto added.

Gragana was a little town in the south of Gald. About fifty years ago, a huge landslide had devastated a considerable portion of the town, burying it in earth and stones and destroying the fields; Teto and I had been sent there on a quest to help rebuild the town. We’d popped by a few days ago to see how things had evolved since then, and we were pleasantly surprised to see that the town had completely recovered.

“Oh, you’ve been there before? I don’t think it has changed that much in recent years, though...” the soldier said, his head tilted in confusion.

Had our conversation continued, I would’ve certainly exposed our identities. Thankfully, the older soldier came back before we had time to incriminate ourselves further.

“Nothing to report on my end. We hope to see you two again in Gald soon.”

“Thanks. And thank you for your hard work.”

“Thank you!”

Teto and I climbed back onto the driver’s seat and gave one last bow to the soldiers. With Teto taking hold of the reins, we crossed the border from Gald into the Sunfield Empire.

After they had left, the youngest beastman soldier turned to his colleague.

“Hey, gramps? Are they some sort of important folks?” he asked, seeing as the older man still hadn’t raised his head from when he bowed to the two adventurers.

He had initially assumed that the girl with black hair was a noble lady from another nation and that the other one was her escort, but perhaps there was more to them. The older soldier slowly straightened up, his gaze fixed on the spot where the two girls had vanished into the distance. “You’re from Gragana too, right?” he asked.

The younger soldier hadn’t expected his companion to reply to his question with another question. He paused for a moment, caught off guard, before nodding awkwardly. “Yeah... Why?” he asked, puzzled.

“You already know about the landslide that happened fifty years ago. I was still a kid back then, but I clearly remember two adventurers who came to help us. It was them,” the older soldier muttered.

“Huh? Gramps, have you gone senile?!” the young soldier exclaimed, eliciting a chuckle from his colleague.

To this day, tales of the two adventurers who came to save the town of Gragana after the landslide were still recounted by the townsfolk.

“I remember the mage had been a lot younger, but the swordswoman hasn’t changed a lick since then.”

The old adventurer was positive these two girls were the ones who’d come to save them from the landslide fifty years ago. Besides, he’d overheard them mentioning how much the town had changed when they were chatting with the younger soldier, which only strengthened his conviction.

“No way...”

“You told me that your grandpa and grandma almost died during the landslide, right? If it weren’t for those two, you probably wouldn’t have been born,” the older soldier said before returning to his post.

Utterly dumbfounded, the young soldier gave one last bow in the direction in which Chise and Teto had left and followed his colleague back to the gate.

Chapter 2: The Trading Town of Liefe

Teto and I journeyed through the Sunfield Empire, stopping in various towns along the way. We’d take on a few quests at the guild and use the money we’d earned from those to buy books at the towns’ libraries. I also made a point to check the reference room of every adventurer’s guild along the way and buy any book that caught my interest to read in the carriage when I was between things.

“Lady Witch, is that book interesting?” Teto asked me one day.

“It’s pretty nice, yeah.”

The papermaking techniques I had developed to save the orphanage in Apanemis had evolved significantly over the years, and, as a result, paper manufacturing had become more widespread. Printing techniques using magical transcription tools had also been invented, allowing for a more efficient way of reproducing written materials. Printing presses didn’t exactly fit my idea of a fantasy world, but hey, if it meant that books would be more affordable and accessible, then I was all for it.

The book I was reading was an adventure novel called The Legend of the Heroes. From what I’d heard, it was all the rage these days. To summarize it simply, it was the story of several adventurers inspired by real-life heroes forming a party and going on an adventure. All of the characters were of different races, and the witty banter and silly arguments they engaged in as they journeyed together were pretty entertaining. The writing was simple and to the point, making the most of its casual, middlebrow prose—a far cry from the flowery language favored by the nobles and intellectuals. It truly was a book for the masses. Well, the wealthier masses, I supposed; the literacy rate was still low in this world, so this book was most likely marketed towards middle-class citizens.

“So they even have books like those now, huh?” I commented.

To be honest, the book itself was quite short and it left me wanting more, but I really hoped to see similar books in the future.

“Lady Witch, we’re almost there,” Teto said.

Raising my head, I noticed the city walls in the distance.

“So this is Liefe.”

“There are lots of people coming in and out of town, just like we were told,” Teto noted.

Liefe was the trading hub of the Sunfield Empire. Just as its name suggested, the Sunfield Empire was blessed with abundant sunlight and fertile soil. Agriculture was its main activity, with thriving farms located all over its territory. A highway system had been put into place to transport the crops as quickly as possible, and Liefe was located smack-dab in the heart of this network. This allowed the town to flourish and turned it into the bustling center of commerce it was today.

Teto and I lined up behind the other carriages, went through all of the procedures that come with entering a new town, and at last, passed the city gates.

“Lady Witch, where should we go now?” Teto asked.

“For now, let’s stop by the adventurer’s guild to park our carriage.”

The guild used carriages to transport loot and to help high-ranked adventurers move between towns, so all guildhalls had a designated parking area, as well as a stable for the horses.

“Here’s the guild,” I said when I spotted the building. “Excuse me!” I called out to a guild employee outside. “Where can we park our carriage?”

“There’s a passage around the back, just follow it and you’ll get to the stables. Here, I’ll show you the way.”

“Thanks!” Teto chirped.

We followed the man to the stables.

“That carriage of yours sure is unusual,” the guild employee noted with an amused smile as he looked up at our caravan.

Most adventurers used horse-drawn carts to transport the bodies of the monsters they had defeated, or large covered wagons to accommodate their party members. Caravans were much more comfortable, but they didn’t offer a lot in terms of living space and storage capacity.

“Well, two gals traveling alone can always use a guaranteed safe place to sleep on the road,” I said. “Besides, we store most of our belongings in our magic bag,” I added, patting the pouch on my hip.

“I see. Well, it definitely seems a lot more comfortable and economical than staying at a crappy inn, that’s for sure.”

He explained how to use the carriage parking area and headed back to his duties. We had stayed in a bunch of towns over the past few months, so I was already pretty familiar with how the stables worked. Some of the details varied from place to place, but the overall process remained the same.

Teto and I placed chocks against the wheels of our caravan so that it wouldn’t roll away on its own, and installed parking boots on the wheels. After that, we removed the harness from our horse golem and led it to the stables.

“Thanks for taking us here,” I said, petting it on the head. “Charge!”

It happily nuzzled against my hand.

The horse golem used to act a lot more mechanically, but as time went by, it started developing more and more animallike reactions, almost like a real horse. I was a bit worried it was evolving into something else entirely.

“Let’s go introduce ourselves at the guild, shall we?”

“Roger!”

Teto and I entered the guildhall and made our way to the reception desk.

“Good afternoon. We’ve just arrived in town.”

“Here are our guild cards!”

“Miss Chise and Miss Teto,” the receptionist read. “You two are C-rank? But you’re so young! How impressive,” she noted with a smile before handing us our guild cards back. “What brings you here today?”

“We wanted to notify you of our arrival, and also to pay for the carriage parking fee. How much is it?”

“Two large coppers a day.”

“We’ll pay for a week, then.”

I paid one silver and four large coppers to the receptionist, and she handed me a pamphlet.

“All of the town’s inns and their prices are listed on this pamphlet,” she explained. “You can refer to it when choosing where to stay.”

“Thanks, but we don’t need it. We plan on sleeping in our carriage.”

The receptionist froze. Staying at an inn would cost us at the very least two silvers a day, meals included. Renting a house would be cheaper, as we could find something for ten silvers a month for the both of us, but we’d have to buy ingredients and cook our own meals. Sleeping in our caravan would be much, much cheaper.

“T-Two girls sleeping alone in a carriage?!” the receptionist exclaimed, a worried look on her face. “That’s too dangerous! Besides, you should take the chance to sleep in a real bed when you get it!”

She was so loud that everyone had started looking in our direction. Our caravan was basically a studio apartment, and we could even lock the door, so to us, it beat the hell out of any cheap inn. But I couldn’t tell her that without blowing my cover. It wasn’t the first time I’d encountered this situation, and every single time, I struggled to deal with it.

Thankfully, the guild employee who’d shown us to the stables earlier stepped in. “Hey, give the poor girls a break. You can see you’re bothering them.”

“But it’s too dangerous for two girls to sleep in a carriage alone!” the receptionist insisted.

The man let out a sigh. “Listen, I get that you’re worried, but you don’t even know what kind of carriage these two have. It’s pretty much a house on wheels. They’ll be just fine.”

“A house on wheels?” the receptionist echoed, a look of puzzlement on her face, before dashing to the stables behind the guildhall.

When she came back a few seconds later, she immediately bowed her head to us.

“I’m really sorry for the trouble I’ve caused you!”

“It’s all right. Your reaction was only natural,” I reassured her.

“Teto didn’t mind either!” Teto piped up.

A look of relief appeared on the receptionist’s features.

“Well then, we’re going to rest in our carriage. Ah, but before we go, could you recommend us a spot for a bite to eat?” I inquired.

“Something yummy, please!” Teto added.

Whenever we stayed somewhere, we always prioritized trying out the town’s specialties rather than cooking for ourselves.

“Of course.” The receptionist nodded and gave a little chuckle. She took out a map of the town and pointed at an inn. “The dining hall attached to this inn is very popular among the townsfolk. There’s also a street full of food stalls nearby. Just follow the path to the right after exiting the guild and you’ll get there eventually.”

We thanked her and left the guild to go grab something to eat. The food we ate that day was delicious. As I mentioned before, we were square in the middle of the breadbasket of one of the most agriculturally blessed countries on the continent, and with Liefe at the heart of its highway network, all sorts of ingredients, seasonings, and recipes converged here. It came as no surprise that the food there was of exceptional quality. For that reason alone, we decided to make Liefe our base for the foreseeable future.

Chapter 3: Folkcrafts of the Great Forest

That morning, the sunlight streaming through the gap in the curtains woke me. I slipped out of bed and gently shook Teto awake.

“Teto... ’S morning,” I mumbled sleepily.

“Good morning, Lady Witch,” she said with a yawn.

The two of us took turns washing our faces, and when we were done, we started preparing breakfast.

“I’m thinking toast, ham, fried eggs, and a salad for breakfast. Is that okay with you?” I asked Teto.

“Teto would like to eat some of the cheese we bought a few days ago,” she said.

“Sure. Let’s go for cheesy scrambled eggs instead of sunny-side up, then.”

When we were done eating breakfast, we got dressed for the day. I put on my usual outfit, complete with my trusty hooded robe.

“Makeover!” I chanted, casting my transformation spell on myself. “All right, we’re good to go.”