When She Becomes a Witch

Trains across the United States, wide and wide, go even further.

It has been more than a decade since the twentieth century, but humans still travel crawling through the earth in this way. Asking if he could not fly that wide sky quickly, Aoishiro (Hino) Scarlet was looking out the train window.

There, the thirsty wilderness stretched all the way across the horizon.

It was an unthinkable sight in Aoshiro's native land - the imperial kingdom (Sueramikuri). In this country, there are more or less grass, trees, mountains and rivers everywhere.

"You look bored, beautiful lady."

Biting the yawn to death, the old gentleman sitting in the seat across the street speaks in slow, listenable English.

For exotics, the language and attitude were very polite, as well as good stature. This looks like a very solid and genuine gentleman. Aoshiro replies in English with that in mind.

"Well, this is the first long train journey I've ever had."

"You look like a young lady for a long time, but you're going far by yourself without a confession. How far?"

Aoshiro wonders at what time he will seek correction of the words of the old gentleman.

"Destination is Atlantis Witch Federation territory."

"Well, are we headed to the pieces of the Magic Empire (Atlantis) that didn't sink? When that happens, the beautiful lady aspires to be a witch."

Exactly. I didn't want to prolong the mistake any further, so I hurried to block the old gentleman's words.

"Um, I'm very happy with the compliment - unfortunately, I'm a man"

To the words, the old gentleman lifted his glasses and looked seriously at Aoshiro with his eyes rounded.

I stare back at it without blinking with my black eyes.

Aoshiro was not the "lady," but a beautiful boy who was sixteen years old.

Skin is numb, firm eyes tend to have black eyes and long eyelashes.

During his voyage from the Imperial Kingdom and his stay in the United States, his dark hair stretched to the point of touching his shoulder, so he stringed it together so as not to disturb him.

What I'm wearing is a blue men's suit with a slightly longer jacket hem. It was tailored by Aoshiro himself, imitating the trendy pieces seen in magazines from abroad. This loop tie is not a tie on the neck, but is finished with an elephant embellishment of the Scarlet House family crest that my parents made me hold instead of amulet.

The baggage is a sturdy leather trunk with a set of tailoring tools and a candy stick with beautiful wood.

Ho, and the old gentleman sighs as impressed.

"I'm sorry about this. So, if you're going there at this time of year, is it an admissions exam?

"Yeah, that's the place."

It was then, a young woman's voice came from the seat behind Aoshiro.

"Well, better to get to Atlantis Witches League territory? It's an odd encounter. I'm heading there too."

A little peek into my tea eye from my seat was a mid twenties old lady. That too, now is the true and beautiful lady. Recently fashionable linear line of women's clothing suits and smaller hats fit well.

With her curious glittering eyes, she stared at Aoshiro.

"Really, you..."

When the woman tried to say something, the door leading to the rear of the vehicle opened rampantly.

What's been intrusive are crude men who also want to get a variant kind of gun.

They show off their guns, vilify and intimidate their passengers.

Train jack.

Anyone who is a citizen can get a gun. It's a crime like this country.

That's when - the unusual appearance finally made the kid in the back seat cry.

My mother is trying to keep me quiet, but even that seems to have been something that touched Kang for the rough guys. They try to silence their children in a very simple way. I mean, put your finger on the gun trigger.

A dull noise echoed the vehicle.

It was - the sound of Aoshiro punching the man in the brain with a leather trunk.

"Do that to a child you want - a bunch of wild dogs who can't even be wolves? No, you were rude to the dog to call me a dog... both of you."

It was mostly solitary, but I would deliberately speak to you in English.

The men with guns are screaming something in English that is somewhat difficult to hear. The contents are easy to guess.

Aoshiro grips the purchasing stick with both hands all the way and pulls the blade out. A single blade of jade steel, like a collection of the proud blacksmiths of the imperial kingdom, reflects the light and shines brightly.

The leather trunk I had in my left hand handed to the child who was crying earlier.

"There's something in there that's more important than my life, keep it."

That said, the child has a face that lingers after tears and still holds a nodding trunk with serious eyes.

As the other passengers try to defend themselves by laying down on the floor or somehow, Aoshiro holds the planting blade, relative to the men with the guns.

- Well, what's the matter?

One person can take it down without a problem. but there are at least three more train jacks in this vehicle.

I can't help it, is there only a storm here believing in heaven's luck?

Once, the descendants of the great martial family, who had bound many soldiers and samurai and won several wars, as part of them, what a rough way to do it, but I can't help it.

I don't do good deeds like teasers.

Into the men.

The men, shooting at the dark clouds with something screaming - but not a single shot reaches Aoshiro.

It's not just their bad arm. Because a clear ice shield was protecting him, which appeared in front of Aoshiro's eyes.

It was an unexpected reinforcement. This is magic.

"Come on, do it right - boy"

It was that young woman who was exercising that magic.

Looking sideways, she remained gracefully seated - but her skirt fluttered up, releasing glittering ice magic from the hem of her underwear (Schmeez).

That would be a magic lineage demon curse outfit (Magic Dress) by water sperm.

"Thank you!

I'm not being raised in such a nasty way that I struggle with the same men who have been sealed with guns.

As such, when he knocked the men out and passed out, a cheer was raised from the forward vehicle.

"A witch soldier!

Oh, boy. Looks like the Witch Soldiers of the Vehicle Guard are finally here.

Aoshiro put the sticks back together before he got into trouble.

Every last one, every last one.

As if nothing had happened, the train would proceed.

"... thank you. Thanks for your help."

I bow profoundly to the royal ceremony for the woman who used magic earlier.

Without that magic, Aoi would not have just been sorry.

Returned are unexpected words.

"Heh heh, I couldn't watch my school enrollment wanting to go down"

Aoshiro looked seriously at the woman from the heavenly edge of her head to her toes, thinking she was impotent.

The face matches the blurry pictures in the newspaper, or similar pictures.

So you're telling me that this woman... is one of the youngest legendary witches in history to take over that position?

"So... you are"

"Yumis Latrasta Atlantis. I'll call him that."

Atlantis. The only person allowed that name is the head of the International League of Witches and the head of the 'school' that exists in Atlantis, that person.

"I wonder what kind of witch (partner) you're about to meet. Good school life."

"Yes."

Aoshiro grabbed the handle of the trunk containing a set of tailoring tools.