Reincarnation Band Magician

Now, there is a thick stack of envelopes in Aite's drawer, pressed under the book, with neat edges and corners. Because they are often read, the folds are very deep, and later he can only unfold them all and put them in the book.

There was a row of such books.

"Same here."

Aite loosened his arms and before reminiscing about the past, he did not ignore the last person and looked over.

In the theater, seeing those gentle brown eyes, several people couldn't help but think of the concept of "mother".

Tenderness, determination, motherhood...

These traditional and respectable maternal elements were like warm water, warming their hearts.

Several people present have mothers. This warm scene reminds them of their daily lives with their mothers. In this strange and alien world, their emotions surge like the tide.

Yili and Liang reminisced for a while, then suddenly sighed. Attracted by the sound, they looked over and, after gazing at each other, felt a sense of mutual understanding.

Ms. Goto Michiyo is a person who usually looks gentle and very maternal, but in fact she often does things that refresh people's cognition, such as trying to wear JK clothes and blend in with female high school students.

Many of Yili’s irrational behaviors come from this.

Ms. Yamada Kyoka is a mother who dotes on her daughter with almost no bottom line and ignores many of Ryo's shortcomings.

In order to maintain a good relationship with his daughter, he has been working hard to maintain it, learning the way young people speak and interact, and considering himself his daughter's friend - Mrs. Goto also has a similar mentality.

[I really hope my mother can be more normal.]

Although it's fine now.

Suye’s mother, Ms. Yukari Nagasaki, is also a good mother who strives to balance work and life.

finally--

"I want this mother." Metis said while eating popcorn and pointing at the screen: "Minamei doesn't look like her at all."

Minami Mori, here is there to lower the average value of the "maternity index", and Xiao Mo made a cut here.

Miss Su Shi gently pressed down Motis's arm, "That can't be changed, Xiao Mo, sit down."

She looked at Su Shi, then thought it over and said, "Well...it's okay if you don't change it."

At this time, Hongxia had not yet realized that she was being bullied in the American way. She observed Aite curiously and politely.

The lady's eyes were gentle, "This child looks a bit like Xiangzi."

It's mainly about temperament. Growing up in different environments, people behave differently. This little girl, Qing and Xiangzi, well, they had similar temperaments a few years ago.

His eyes are amber, so he looks like Xiangzi.

Xiangzi nodded, "Yes, it's my sister... The situation is a bit special, and now it's Hongxia."

In fact, among the five people inside, in another world, only one is a few days younger than her.

【Now?】

Aite couldn't help but feel puzzled, but that didn't stop her from smiling and greeting gently, "I'm Aite, hello, Hongxia."

Miss Ijichi smiled the warm smile that had been praised by countless elders and teachers since she was a child, "Hello, Sister Aite!"

Aite's eyes suddenly became much more friendly. He took Hongxia's hand and touched her hair.

"Good boy."

"Then we'll introduce the others later," Ms. Fengchuan took Aite's arm, "We got up late at noon, and we haven't eaten yet. Is Aite familiar with the Holy City? I want to go for a walk."

【other?】

Aite still temporarily suppressed his doubts, "Okay, I didn't eat breakfast, and lunch is so uneven... It must have been hard work recently, right?"

"Yeah, I've been on the road."

"I didn't wake you up early in the morning, and now you've learned to relax. That's great."

They communicated as if they had never been apart. Before Aite took a step forward, his eyes fell on Xiang's hair and his smile became even brighter.

At this glance, she confirmed the relationship of "brother and sister".

It was taught out of a prank, and it was almost impossible that no one would recognize such a distinctive hairstyle in six years. But now, Xiangzi still has this hairstyle, and neither of them finds it strange.

It is obvious that this relationship is tacitly acknowledged. Even if it has not crossed the line, it is a foregone conclusion.

Qing helped little Clara share the weight of the vegetable basket by putting Clara on her shoulders. She stuffed the basket into Qing's arms, held it in one hand, and swung her calves in the air.

……

Got news about Fulilian from Aite.

"As expected, that person has many similarities with Lady Celia, including in their lifestyle—but if I say that to her face, Lady Celia will get angry again."

She had a good impression of the lazy elf.

Because he was used to being taken care of by Qing, he adapted very well to the care from Aite, who was of the same lineage, and felt a sense of fit.

Some people don’t even stretch out their hands when clothes are offered to them, and they have to struggle to put them on. They don’t even open their mouths when food is offered to them, and they are picky about the food even when it is right in front of their mouths.

Therefore, how to be better cared for is also a skill that requires time to summarize and practice.

Fulilian has a lot to say in this area.

If she were living a normal life, it would certainly not be possible, but on the way back, basically nothing happened. She lay down all the way on the pretext of recuperating from her injuries, and was very comfortable. It is said that she even gained some weight.

The only thing that Aite’s food is not lacking in is nutrition.

"I don't eat onions, but all other vegetables are fine. I'm setting a good example for Clara!"

The lady said this with a smile on her face.

It's just a bit weird to talk about how outstanding a child's kindergarten classmates are. The fact that they were used as role models for Clara speaks volumes.

Brave: 331. I came to your city

Interspersed between reminiscing about the past were introductions to the holy city.

The holy city of Stralu is the most peaceful city in the world. The belief in the goddess is rooted in the hearts of every resident. It can be said that people leave their doors unlocked at night and no one steals things on the streets.

In this era, it can be described as a utopia. No wonder Stralu is a holy place in the hearts of so many believers.

Regardless of anything else, it is a pleasant thing to stroll in such a city on a rare day off.

“This is St. Josiah Boulevard, and I love the bakeries here.”

"Forget about the bread. We want to save space for dinner. As for Aite..."

"I'll report to Lady Celie later. Of course, we'll have dinner together. It's too late today for a visit. How about Qing and Xiangzi go another day?"

Aite's tone became more serious.

The tacit understanding of the past did not disappear, and Qing understood what she meant.

Even without this tacit understanding, it was obvious that Aite could not arrange such a precise meeting by herself by sending Frillian back.

Celia doesn't seem to be a cold person, but she herself is unwilling to admit it.

It is expected that if some accidents occur on the battlefield with Qi Bengxian, she will also take action.

Perhaps this is why both the Omniscient Shurahat and the Hero of the South are confident that they can survive.

Having received this favor and come to the Holy City, it would be too much not to even go through the door.

"I understand. Apart from anything else, Aite is doing well now, and we should sincerely thank him." Qing said sincerely

In the past, Aite was both a teacher and a friend, and now she is vaguely considered a sister. However, until they left the seaside, he and Xiangzi were worried about her every day.

The truth that one cannot take care of an older sister without younger brothers and sisters.

Aite accepted this gesture with a smile, just like in the past.

"Okay, I'll be the host then. For now, have some donuts to fill your stomach. That place is pretty good, too."

"Mom, yes."

Clara had obviously eaten, her eyes sparkling.

Mom made an X with her fingers on both hands, vetoing the idea: "No, Clara, we've exceeded the sugar limit for today."

It's really strict.

The little girl quietly poked her brother's stomach with her ankle.

Qing laughed, "Occasionally, Aite."

"Don't let her think she can do whatever she wants, Qing."

"A little bit then."

"Okay, just a little bit. Remember to rinse your mouth after eating."

Clara happily lay down and kissed her brother on the face.

This was her secret weapon to deal with her aunt... no, her grandmother. When she did something wrong, like knocking over a teapot or dirtying the carpet, as long as she treated Celie like this, she would help clean up the mess.

More convenient than magic.

Qing raised his hand and poked her forehead, "Clara, you should listen to your mother."

"Yeah! I'm very obedient."

"Well," Ms. Hongxia cut to the chase, "If little Clara calls Qing brother, what about Ms. Aite?"

"To each his own."

Aite didn't respond.

Her daughter still calls Lady Celie Auntie, and her generation has suddenly reached the Age of Gods, spanning countless generations, so it doesn't matter whether she is her brother or sister.

At this time, she did not know the new title of "Grandma", otherwise her "brother" who made the suggestion and her daughter who really listened to it would have received a slap in the face from her.

Being near the bakery, the sweet aroma gives people a feeling of comfort and satisfaction. A place with such fragrance must be a peaceful place.

The donuts are indeed excellent, although they are not as good as modern ones, but the unique combination of ingredients and the flavor of baking in the fireplace have a unique feeling.

Miss Xiangzi accidentally saw Aite's slender waist.

She silently broke off half and gave it to Hongxia.

"You are too thin. Physical exercise requires more sugar supplements. Eat more."

"Thank you! This is delicious!"

Girls rarely could resist sweets, and Archangel was no exception, chewing contentedly.

Qing gave some to Aite, "Eat a little. I believe that with Aite's usual strictness, such a small accidental intake is not a big deal."

"Okay." Aite accepted it with a smile.

Given her self-discipline, this is really nothing.

He broke off another small piece and gave it to Clara. For the child, it was just two or three small bites.

"Don't touch my clothes if you have candy on your hands."

"Ok!"

The group walked along the white stone streets warmed by the sun, continuing their conversation about the past and their friends.

"...After Lady Fulilian returned to the capital, I received your letter. That's when I finally felt relieved. I thought it would take some time for you to return, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. I haven't even received the letter you sent me yet."

When writing to Fulilian, Qing naturally did not forget to mention Ate.

But I forgot the gift, maybe because the final code with Frillian was pudding, so I only remembered Frillian's pudding.

In fact, there is no need to care. No one cares. Now, being together is the best gift.

……

The excitement belongs to others, and the elves who have returned to their old home have nothing.

The earliest wooden house is still next to it. Compared with the neat and sturdy one next to it, it looks like a dead tree.

The small pond that was always leaking water was solved after the surrounding area was solidified with crystals. It was now paved with pebbles, which had grown green moss, and the water in the pond was also lush green.

There was green grass growing in the cracks of the cobblestone path, not much, and it looked like it had been cleaned by someone before. Was it the person named Haita from the village?

Fulilian was observing and thinking.

She looked at these traces that were created in their absence and felt a sense of strangeness.