City Of Witches 437

Chapter 437 – #91_Merry Christmas (9)

#436

One.
Even a boring experience can become an unforgettable special memory depending on who is with you.
It was also a special experience to watch the play with Sharon, which was less fun than I thought.

The two left Lenormand Town and entered the plaza of Taro Town.
The peak of the Harvest Festival is when the sun goes down.

As the elongated twilight completely disappeared under the spire, a bonfire was lit in the middle of the plaza with a loud song.

Musicians who play various instruments such as oboe, lute, and bagpipes jump like rabbits and play songs with excitement, while men holding glasses follow with cheerful laughter.

While older women line up the food prepared at home under the tent, the flower-like maidens pull away the young men’s flirtation with barley ears in their ears with a calm expression.

Amidst the merry atmosphere, a street vendor looking for a loose wallet raises his voice with a board full of flowers and ornaments.
A man and a woman with her arms crossed danced round and round with her arms folded around the flames that rose to the sky.

The festival, enjoyed by everyone without a frown, brought down the stars in the night sky to shine instead.

“Follow the other, the other.”

Sharon looked very excited just by looking at it.
It was because she couldn’t control her overflowing excitement for a moment and saw her walking with her heels shaking.
She sang along to her catchy music, and she crossed arms with Siu and circled around him.

“Isn’t it great?”
“Yes! It’s been 10 years since the Harvest Festival!”

As Sharon was born and raised in Gehenna, she had only good memories of the harvest festival.
In the meantime, she hadn’t had time to pay attention to the festival because she was suffering from huge debts, but it felt so good to believe that she was able to enjoy the festival so comfortably, and with her boyfriend Siu.

“Siwoo, do you want us to drink that?”
“What?”
“Bang Mariani.”

Moreover, there was one thing that made the festival even more exciting….

The Red Bull of Gehenna, called Bang Mariani.
The recipe is very simple.
Add coca leaves to deliciously aged wine and lightly brew.

Unlike cocaine, which extracts only narcotic ingredients from coca leaves, when brewed raw like that, the addiction almost disappears and it becomes a great luxury product that can give you a sense of uplift along with a nutritious tonic effect.
In fact, even at the tavern in Taro Town, it is sold only on holidays.

“Yes? I want to try it!”

It’s still a coca leaf….
I thought, but she didn’t even have to do it if Sharon wanted that much.

In the first place, as long as there is self-defense, the spiritual body itself is immune to drug addiction, and the addiction itself is not high in Gehenna San Bang Mariani.
Think of it as a bit of a break for a special experience.

“Cheers!”

After handing over a few silver coins and buying them, I held a bottle in my hand and shot a love shot.
A wine that goes down in a gulp with a sweet grape scent.

Effect?
To be honest, there were very few.
It’s the end of just getting drunk and feeling a little energized.
Well, I don’t know about anything else, but Gehenna City Hall, which manages drugs very strictly, has no way of letting dangerous things circulate.

“Is there anything wrong?”
“I know.”

The two, who faced each other and smiled, naturally melted into the festival after that.
Browse the bronze ornaments and glass artefacts on the stalls, and share half of the spicy ginger cookies sold on the street.
It was a feeling that the atmosphere of the festival, which many people were enjoying lively, was replaced with liveliness and flowed through the veins.

As we moved from one stall to another in the crowd, a girl who didn’t look like he was 12 called out to Siwoo.

“Gentlemen! Nice gentleman!”

She was such a loud and unfamiliar title that at first she didn’t even know she was calling herself.
The two of them realized that the word ‘gentleman’ was meant for Siwoo only when the girl pulled up her sleeves.
Sharon, whose face turned red due to her drunkenness, laughed at the trivial incident.

“Siwoo, when did you become a gentleman?”
“Don’t tease me, what’s going on?”

Siwoo, with her bitter smile on her face, asks her child at eye level.
The girl, whose bold eyes overflow over her freckled cheeks, shows her the flower in her hand and says,

If she looked at Sharon, she would have recognized at a glance that she was a witch, but she was not intimidated by her at all.
She is a child of no bet.

“If you look here, there are wonderful flowers suitable for a witch! There is a saying that it is the brave who wins the heart of a beauty! Give it as a gift right now!”
“Okay? Shall we buy one?”
“Wow! Pretty! Ahem, pick out those pretty flowers. It’s a key.”

A girl who advertises in front of her even more heatedly as if she was excited by the cheerful atmosphere.

I should buy one.
If you look closely, everyone around her wears flowers or ears of barley on their hair or behind their ears, so it would suit Sharon too.

“Yes, how much is a rose?”

Shiu smiled and rummaged through her wallet.
She lost support to her family, but she still has a little bit of money left over from the host bar part-time job.

“Since ancient times, the gift is more important than the gift itself.”
“Yes?”
“This flower is an ordinary flower, but the meaning of presenting it to the beautiful witch on a special day like today is important.”

Are you talking about something long?
Sharon, who had been laughing while showing her white teeth from earlier, watched the bargain between the girl and Siu with her excited eyes.
Well, it’s more like overcharging than bargaining.

“In the eyes of a gentleman, how much do these flowers look worth when they adorn the witch’s hair?”

To put it simply, it means that you want to give as much as you want to give as a gift and pay for it on your own.
Siwoo just blinks her eyes, and the girl sighs in frustration and says,

“Wouldn’t it be possible to express even half of that passionate affection for about two and a half pennies per flower?”

The price of Gehenna is quite difficult, but it is profiteering to pay 10,000 won for a single rose.
Still, what she does is cute, and since it’s a long-awaited festival, she willingly decides to buy all the roses left in the girl’s hand.

If she sells all her remaining roses, why won’t this little boy go play?

“Then, give me everything. Take the change.”
“Yes! Nice gentleman! I’ll clean up the stem right now! In my village, I do the most beautiful arrangement of flowers!”

In the end, Siwoo ends up buying four roses at a huge hoganga.
As if excited, the girl told stories without asking, such as that when she picks flowers, she picks the biggest and most desirable ones, and that the villagers are all eager to buy flowers from her.

“Thank you so much! Love you pretty!”

Sharon bursts into laughter as soon as the girl leaves.

As for Siu, I know that her little boy is cute, so he gave it up to me in moderation, but it was because the confused image of him at first stayed in my head too much.

“Ha… Ha…. What should we do…. I laughed so much that I cried… What should we do….”

Sharon, using Siwoo as a fulcrum, puts her arms around her and shakes off her laughter as if weeping.

“It’s been a while, this cool feeling…. Taro Town was like this….”
“You did well though. As we share, her little boy gets super smart. It’s commendable, our wonderful gentleman, Mr. Shin Si-woo.”

It’s not a lot of money from Siwoo’s point of view, but that kid will be able to enjoy a harmonious meal with his family more deliciously.

2.
As the night got deeper and closer to midnight, the festival became more lively.

There was an incident in which two men were arrested after a physical fight over a village girl, but people accepted even that as part of the festival.

Speaking of the finale of the Harvest Festival, a large-scale fireworks display at midnight cannot be missed.
With the harmony of magic and gunpowder, dreamy fireworks that cannot be seen anywhere in this world embroider the night sky.

The plaza was packed to the brim with no space to set foot on.
There were even people who climbed onto the roof to avoid the crowded crowd, and some citizens sat on the terrace overlooking the plaza.

The bonfires that had soared with their tongues flicking were now covered in sand, and the lights that lit up the stalls and streets were also covered with shades.
As they looked up at the night sky, which had regained its stars, people held their breath and murmured.

“It’s like a theater before a movie starts.”

Sharon’s expression fit perfectly.
The point at which everyone was looking up at the sky.

-Peeeeeing!

Like a shooting star that crosses the night sky with a shrieking sound, a single spark splits the sky.
The highlight of the festival was announced by fireworks of natural colors spreading left and right like a curtain splitting.

“Wow…. It is wonderful to see it again.”

It is different from normal fireworks.
When it opens and disappears, it is not the end, but a flame that draws various forms precisely controlled by magic.

-Pop! Pop! Pop!

Snowflakes, large whales wishing for fertility, ears of barley, sometimes green fields.
Couples who have found a mate in a world that has become brighter as if it is daylight start to face each other as if they had made a promise.

“I know that?”

When she came to her senses, Sharon was also looking at Siwoo.

“They say lovers who kiss under the fireworks at Harvest Festival can be together forever.”

Sharon hugged Siwoo’s neck amidst the colorful lights that scattered like stars.

Kiss.
The act of touching each other’s lips, mixing saliva, and confirming that each other is the most precious to each other.

Is it because the surrounding scenery is so beautiful?
My heart beats like the first kiss.
Sharon’s long eyelashes were quivering as she held on to Siu’s sleeve, probably in the same way.

Sweet breath.
The sound of scattered sparks fading.
Smells like good flesh.
Very light wine aroma.

As if it was an eternity, as if it was an instant, Siwoo and Sharon carefully parted their lips in the blink of an eye.
As if my true feelings leaked out through a hole in my heart, I recited without my knowledge.

“Sharon, I love you.”

Hearing that, Sharon laughed again.

“Cowardly, I was going to do it first.”

The two held hands and looked up at the sky again.

Is it good to be this happy? Time you want.
Crossing the splendid flower of fire that seems unforgettable even at the moment of death.

Elegy.
Get off

What started off as just a drop or two has expanded to cover thousands of people and the entire town of Taro.

You can hear the fireworks coming to an end and the sound of people getting bustling.
However, there was no sign of displeasure at the news of the sudden rain.
They are immersed in the festival to the extent that they dismiss small disturbances as memories.

However, Siwoo felt an ominous feeling as if his heart would sink.
It was a feeling of uneasiness that could not be explained in words.

It’s cool now
If it was raining this much, it should have been scattered as snow.
No, at least it had to take the form of sleet.
But this rain….

“Uh?”

A subtle wave of magical power that penetrates through the magic formulas that control fireworks.
Sharon also notices the strangeness of the incident, which is not seen at ordinary festivals.

“Siwoo….”

When Siwoo took off his blindfold and looked up at the sky, he could see a distinct form of magic in his eyes.
And that magical power was very familiar to Siwoo.

Because….

“Amelia….”

Because that pattern and the response pattern of magical power were Amelia’s magnetism magic.

The moment Siwoo puts her name in his mouth.
Tarot Town was swept away by flowing particles like pouring stars.