Reincarnation Band Magician

Although she doesn't dislike polite people, she has recently felt that her teammates are too polite. Obviously, in this kind of life and environment, only the two of them can communicate tacitly.

It can be said more intimately.

In the Cage: 29. Precious Leisure

"I see. You can go out without worry."

"Is it okay for Mrs. Aite to take care of the child alone?"

"There's magic, don't worry about me."

Aite gave reasons that convinced the two of them.

Magic is indeed very convenient.

Nagasaki nodded. "I'll get up tomorrow morning and make some bread. It won't be a problem to keep it for a few days."

"Thank you, Qing."

Aite smiled, asked Xiangzi to sit next to her, picked up a comb and began to comb her hair.

Not long ago, when I went out, I finally remembered about the mirror and bought a few so that I could see myself clearly.

For beautiful women, it is a terrible thing not to be able to check whether their posture is appropriate at any time and not to be able to appreciate their own beauty at any time.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi was about to say goodbye and not participate in the conversation between women, but was stopped.

"Qing needs to be watched too," Aite said, smoothing Xiangzi's blue hair with gentle encouragement in his eyes. "It's troublesome to take care of it by yourself. It would be great to have someone to help. What do you think, Xiangzi?"

The young lady realized belatedly that combing her hair seemed to require her to be very close.

Her back straightened suddenly.

"I……"

"so I……"

They both started at the same time.

One wants to agree, the other wants to refuse.

When their eyes met, Aite smiled and pulled Nagasaki Kiyoshi over.

No one spoke anymore.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi obediently sat closer and began to learn this technique which was mostly only used on women.

Seeing the youthful demeanor of the two, Mrs. Aite felt a little comforted.

"Qing, I understand that it might be a little embarrassing for men to learn these things, but I'll always have to ask you for help in the future, so please bear with me for a while."

In aristocratic education, the requirement for men does not include combing their wives' hair, so she used the word "grievance".

"Not really. Actually, I did help my mother comb her hair when I was a kid."

"Good boy... let's get to know each other a little better today.

"Follow me. First, braid your hair. Comb out small strands like this, then cross-braid them. Pay attention to the thickness so that it is easy to arrange..."

Practice is necessary to get the hang of it. Toyokawa Shoko moved a chair and sat in the front, while Nagasaki Kiyoshi carefully sat next to Aite.

Aite smiled and handed over a lock of hair.

Clara on the bed became a little more energetic. She crawled around on the quilt, calling "brother" and "mom" vaguely, and occasionally patted their backs.

Her mother touched her and put her in the cradle next to her to watch, so that she wouldn't get too close and grab people's hair.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi carefully caught the eldest lady's smooth blue hair.

The first feeling when the fingers touched it was softness, as if it would slide through the fingertips without any force, and at the same time it had the unique scent of soap and a girl.

There is a lot of cold chemical knowledge that can explain the source of these soft and fragrant smells, but Nagasaki Kiyoshi still wants to believe that cute girls are a natural fragrance.

Shoko Toyokawa undoubtedly belongs to this category.

If it were in another world, Nagasaki Kiyoshi might not even approach such a girl, because people who shine too brightly often mean trouble.

But after being together for half a year, this level of contact shouldn't be a problem...right?

Xiangzi looked as if it didn't matter.

——In fact, it’s already very stiff.

"Okay, relax."

With a smile, Aite patted her back to make her "soften".

The child looks cute when he is nervous, but if he is too nervous, he will not be able to remember what is happening now.

First time memories are always memorable.

"It's still clear, just breathe normally."

"Ok?"

Only then did Nagasaki Kiyoshi realize that he had subconsciously slowed down his breathing, as if he was afraid of blowing on the girl.

"You still have a long time to spend together, you need to adapt quickly."

"I will try my best."

"It's very difficult to drop stockings."

But when it comes to the future, they are indeed less nervous.

They all started thinking about how to break out of the cage.

"It's not okay to be distracted like this, especially you, Qing!"

"Feel sorry……"

It finally started.

Thanks to the improvement in my physical fitness during this period and the continuous practice of piano and various musical instruments, the flexibility of my fingers has been greatly improved.

Later, Aite simply stopped, hugged Clara to prevent her from disturbing the atmosphere, and directed the only male in the room to take action.

This hairstyle is actually not that complicated, but it takes a lot of time and effort to braid the hair one by one, which tests your patience.

I have to go out tomorrow, so I spent half an hour studying and half an hour doing this hairstyle.

Aite explained the position of the bun, its thickness, the general changes for different occasions, and the simplified princess braid for daily use, etc.

Finally, Xiangzi's long hair was tied up behind his head, which added a bit of maturity and nobility. He retained two refreshing bangs in front of his hair. If he changed into a suit, it would look like he was going to a party.

Aite was very satisfied and turned the mirror so that Xiangzi, who was drowsy during the process, could see her current appearance clearly.

"Oh--"

She was attracted by the face in the mirror, her sleepiness faded away, and she let out a soft sigh that was deliberately suppressed, as if she was afraid of disturbing the beauty.

After a few breaths, she confirmed that it was herself.

"It's so beautiful..."

Xiangzi raised his hand and gently stroked the back of his hair. The dense braids were tied together, which did not look messy, but rather particularly neat and dignified.

It feels a bit mature and gorgeous that doesn't match her age.

Girls can't resist becoming more beautiful and want to pursue every style, so Xiangzi is very satisfied.

Aite smiled but said nothing.

Of course it is solemn, because this is how brides in southern countries dress when they get married, and it is usually done by their family members.

Not everyone has the skillful hands of Aite and Nagasaki Kiyoshi. For an ordinary woman to do the work, combing, braiding, and bunting the hair, and repeatedly confirming the style, it would take at least a whole morning.

In some places, weddings are held in the morning, so the mother goes to her daughter's room in the late night, lets her rest her head on her legs, and takes care of the wedding carefully until dawn.

In this era, if a daughter can return home once every two or three years after getting married, she is considered to be married close to home, so one should treat it as a last meeting.

Thinking of this, Aite felt a little sorry and thought that Xiangzi should be allowed to lie down.

Well, forget it, I'll try again later.

Nagasaki Kiyoya came back to his senses from the girl's beauty.

I twist my fingers gently and can still feel the luxurious smoothness. I wonder if the hair fragrance remains on it.

"On important occasions, letting your hair down will make people feel disrespectful. You need to be flexible and adjust according to the surrounding environment. You also need to practice more often. Qing, you did a great job. It was very beautiful and you put a lot of effort into it."

Aite highly praised Nagasaki Kiyoshi's learning ability and understanding.

There are many important things in their future that cannot be witnessed by their family or friends. At least, they can decorate it with their own hands to make it more meaningful.

"Okay, that's all for today. Make sure you unpack it before bed and deal with it when you get home. Qing, let me teach you some tips on how to negotiate..."

Next, she wanted to talk to Nagasaki Kiyoshi about the key points of going out.

In the Cage: 30, Before Departure

We then chatted for another half an hour.

After Clara fell asleep, the three of them became much quieter.

Xiangzi sat aside. This warm and peaceful time reminded her of her childhood with her mother...

Even though she couldn't join in the conversation between the two people next to her, she didn't feel lonely.

She felt her weak self resurrected.

Raising her hand to stroke her intricate and gorgeous braids, Shoko Toyokawa gently shook her legs.

Just be weak for a while. Once she leaves this room, her weakness will disappear without her having to do anything herself.

She breathed softly, capturing the scent of frankincense, wood, and citrus in her memory.

"That's the basic price. Remember to convert the currency. When you're out there, just say you're from the south. Your accent is fine, but your manners may be a little lacking, but that's for special occasions. It's understandable if you're just relaxing on a regular basis..."

Aite explained everything in detail.

Nagasaki Qing listened and took notes, and when he was about common sense, he would look at it again on the way out to familiarize himself with it.

Mrs. Aite also started to get involved in these things when she was 15 years old.

The knowledge that 15-year-olds in two worlds have to learn is different.

"Qing is a fast learner. Okay, that's all for today. You should go back and rest. It's getting late. Be slow when you untie your hair, and be careful not to get tangled."

"Well, I will."

"Goodnight, Aite."

"Good night."

After the bedtime greetings, they blew out the kerosene lamp and walked out the door.

Just now, there was the sound of a clarinet downstairs. It was Solitaire practicing. At this moment, Shoko Toyokawa had the thought, "That guy is pretty good tonight," and did not disturb this wonderful night.

Although it only lasted for a moment.

Return to the room.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi couldn't find a suitable seat, so he needed to let Xiangzi sit down while he slowly untied his braids.

He was going to move a stool.

Xiangzi looked at it and said, "Can I sit on your bed? That would be more convenient."

"Even so..."

While Nagasaki Kiyoshi was still hesitating, Xiangzi had already sat down, put his shoes neatly in place, then crawled onto the bed on his knees and knelt on the bed with his back to him.

Initially, they were sitting in an upright position with their legs together and sitting on their ankles, but as if they felt this was too serious, they spread their legs apart and sat on their buttocks – the cute position commonly known as the “duck sit”.

Two slender white feet are placed behind.

Eye-catching colors always attract attention. After taking a quick glance, Nagasaki restrained his desire with willpower and did not look at the delicate toes, but instead fixed his gaze on the hair.

Don't look at anything inappropriate.

"Okay, let's not worry too much about it, deal with it as soon as possible, and get a good rest tonight."

Xiangzi's mind was a little confused and he spoke in a formulaic manner.