Well, that doesn’t mean what’s going on.

The witch is the enemy of the world, and Felicia says she is the witch.

It was about what happened.

As I mentioned earlier and told Felicia as well.

Soma doesn’t care about that…… no, that’s not accurate.

Rather, it was desirable.

Because then I wanted to see you and I was going to see you.

The reason for this is the spell that witches deal with.

It’s a form of magic, but it’s different from other magic.

As its pure white hair suggests, witches don’t have a talent.

Instead of not looking like a skill appraisal like Soma does, there is no real skill that can be remembered.

Future immortality, you only get one blessing.

That is an unmistakable fact because it is what Hildegard also said.

And that’s why Soma wanted to see you.

You can use magic without skills.

Then it can also be used for soma?

I mean, that’s what happened.

Well, the truth is, there’s a lot to worry about, and I even thought about it until before I recognized exactly what Felicia looked like.

But the moment he saw the white hair and confirmed that he was a witch, everything else was blowing away to the other side of the dimension.

The witch didn’t know where she was, even though her name was passed on.

Or maybe it doesn’t already exist.

That’s what happens to be right in front of me.

Is it possible not to take this chance?

Whatever else, it was impossible.

Anyway, that’s why…

“Hmm… I thought there were a lot more things around here, but not surprisingly.”

“It’s a forest. Most of them are naturally gathering places… and in the first place, all I know is even more of them. Nor do I know very well what is in places where the bonds are not”

“Even though it’s a forest of witches, is it?

“It’s called a witch forest or something, simply because it’s a forest where witches live. This forest itself has nothing to do with us, actually. Nor, of course, is it the Lord of the Woods… well, it is true that once there were people who behaved like the Lord. But not only for me, but for demons who can easily kill me is not uncommon here…”

“In short, convenience by people… well, if you say it’s common, it’s common.”

As we talked about that, my two legs stopped.

Depressed and thriving grass has disappeared from its surroundings at some point, leaving room for pocky as if it had only been pruned there.

And what was in front of Soma and the others was an unmistakable house.

Mostly shaped using trees, or round-tails, it’s called a log house or something.

It seems that Soma, who was discovered in this forest, was transported, this is where he has been taken care of for the past week, and the residence of Felicia.

“I’m home now”

“Um, welcome back”

“… so far that would certainly have been right, but isn’t that strange because Mr. Soma is back with us now?

“Nevertheless, would you also miss not getting back to me?

“No, nothing. … has always been so.”

“That’s not why I won’t be lonely until now. Well, I don’t mind because I don’t care, so I accept it very much.”

“What is it, it… at all, since you came, the pace is insane and I can’t help it”

“That being said, you are the one who picked me up. You have to take the blame yourself. So my life is still here.”

“It’s a lot of unsolicited rhetoric…… sure, does it make sense for the side that picked it up to take responsibility? Well, then… uh, Kohon. Welcome home,”

I had already heard of the fact that only Felicia lived in this forest.

Besides, that seems to be the case in terms of decades, or maybe this is the first time I’ve spoken of the word “return”.

The way it was said followed somewhere, and Soma loosened her mouth just a little.

“Well, shall we eat then? It’s lunch.”

“… you are”

That was an obvious change of subject, but there’s no need to mix it back up, so I’ll get on with it with a bitter smile.

Slowly follow after Felicia, who has just moved on, and the interior of the log house will be in sight.

It should be taken for granted, it was also wooden there.

A table or chair made of wood is placed, what to say, but with a decent interior of the house.

There are only woods around like this… or so much as a house in the woods I don’t think.

“Hmm…”

However, this is not a solid story I’ve heard, but thank God this house wasn’t made by Felicia.

The witches of previous generations, previous generations, etc. have developed and expanded it little by little?

That’s the way I say it, because witches are not what make them blood muscles.

They call it a witch when a gray-haired child is born, but they also say that they become gray-haired because they become witches, the details of which are generally unknown.

At least, it’s supposed to be unknown.

Well, that would be obvious at a time when people with gray hair are said to be impossible, etc.

If I ever had a child like that…

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Soma… Mr. Soma?

“It’s nothing.”

Throw away what was past his head, and Soma sits in a chair.

Because it’s not the kind of thing you think about at meals, and it’s not a pleasant thing to think about anyway.

More than that now. And look at the food Felicia brought…… cooking……?

“Hmm…”

“Hey, what…? Looks like you have something to say… even if you complain about something…?

“No, I have nothing to complain about…”

No, but… I just thought that the one in front of me wasn’t cooking.

This is not nothing but felicia’s culinary arm.

Because nothing but a literal meaning in the first place.

What was placed in front of the Somas.

It was commonly known as fruit serving.

“It’s cut right, and no problem…… right?

I guess the word is somewhere less confident because I’ve had a whole bunch of fruit before.

From then on, I think you’re learning and growing.

“… it wasn’t a cannibal thing.”

“Yes? Did you say anything?

“Hmm, no, I need to ask you something… maybe Felicia doesn’t usually eat meat or vegetables or something?

I heard that because for a week Soma was taken care of here, and even if there was a difference between the whole thing coming out or being cut, it was just like this all along.

Though I’m not sick, it doesn’t make a difference that I was lying on the floor, so I was wondering exactly if that was a sick cannibal thing… but it’s more than likely different in this way.

And it was an indication.

“Right… I didn’t get it in the first place.”

The word “get” means “keep.”

From what I’ve heard, Felicia gets her food divided about once a month.

of this forest, from those outside this space.

That was to associate certain words with nature, but this is not what Soma is about right now.

“Is that from the beginning?

“No, I got meat and stuff in the beginning, and I’m sorry to throw it away, so I ate it. But because it was difficult to eat, tasteless, and honestly not tasty, you stopped doing the very thing that you get from when.”

“… I see”

No, I felt that somehow.

Especially around the whole fruit coming out.

Apparently, this looking girl doesn’t quite understand what the process of cooking means.

Just a guess, maybe he ate meat and vegetables as they were.

That’s not delicious, and it makes sense that it’s all fruit.

But, of course, it’s only a matter of ignoring nutrition.

“By the way, is there a cold or something?

“Cold, is…? Right…… I don’t remember hitting it. Do you say, I was wondering if I ever got sick myself in the first place. Well, if you get sick here, it’s a lot of trouble.”

“Hmm…”

So Soma narrowed her eyes, because no matter what she thought, that couldn’t be normal.

Whatever it is, the fruit alone would be too nutritious for all sorts of things.

In the beginning, you should have been doing that for quite some time, even thinking about it from around saying.

But for that matter, it doesn’t even look particularly malnourished.

At least the body of a girl named Felicia in Soma’s eyes is health itself.

Even though you live a few decades of the moon, its physique is no different from Soma’s.

At first glance that seems like a sign of malnutrition, but perhaps that is a pedigree problem.

Felicia also looks like a human species, but she seems very different from what she says and does.

From around that I’ve never been sick, it’s possible that demonic species, but demonic species have a life expectancy that’s about the same as that of human species.

There are only a few species that are also known as long-lived species in the first place… but there is also the possibility that the issue of life expectancy, the disease, or it is also a side effect of being a witch.

Maybe if I asked you out, you’d answer me, but it’s nothing meaningful where I pry, so I wouldn’t even have to ask.

“Hmm… there’s no meat or vegetables left at all, is there?

“There shouldn’t be any left. There was something I couldn’t eat, and I just threw it away.”

“Well, is that so?”

I don’t know how long I’ve been getting it, but it should have been at least ten years ago.

There’s a food vault in the basement of this house, and they’re storing the food they got there, but they’re keeping it comfortable. It won’t be possible to do that for as long as it takes.

“What’s that?

“No… it’s nothing”

Is there no problem that the fruit is actually special, and that’s why you’re eating just that, or is it because you’re a Felicia species, or a witch?

I don’t know about that. I feel like Soma is going to fall from malnutrition… well, it’s not like it’s going to be a problem right now.

You’ll just have to see how it goes and figure out what to do.

Well, just in case you’re looking for something to eat around here.

“Mm… Speaking of looking”

So, uh, I remembered.

Yeah, speaking of which, that’s why I went outside today.

It recovered to the extent that it was okay to investigate the area and finally move the body, so although that rehabilitation was combined, it is still true of fate.

When I stick my hand in the cage that I still had, I take it out of there.

A round of blue flowers.

Felicia, who saw it, exhaled.

“I’ve already prepared lunch?

“Isn’t it rotten to leave it somewhat apart?

“If I say that, I don’t think that’s a problem even after lunch?

“My emotional problems arise.”

“Isn’t that entirely convenient for Mr. Soma… at all”

That being said, Felicia exhaled her sigh again, but let herself go from the table.

Soma loosens her mouth about it, and when she approaches Felicia, she offers the flower of her hand.

And.

“Well, then, I’m sorry – but now I want you to allow my life to use magic.”

That which is a sorrow, he uttered it.

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