Chapter 812 – #169_Utopia (5)
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One.
In Gehenna’s arcade, Malkuth Gallery, luxury items of enormous value are traded every day, such as various jewelry, artworks, trinkets, and clothing.
This is because witches are generally wealthy, and among them, witches living in the affluent Lenormand Town do not hesitate to throw in gold coins to keep up with the latest fashion.
Among them, the Marigold Perfume store is drawing the most sensational response recently.
It was a niche perfume that Amelia Marigold, the ‘Witch of Perfume’, ordered.
Essential oil extracted by blowing the steam of magic water on natural ingredients.
In addition, the skill of the genius perfumer Marigold is added to ‘a special perfume that is only one bottle in the world’.
For fashion-conscious witches, such special luxuries would not exist.
The Marigold Perfume Shop is lit up with a soft golden light alone even when all the lights in the surrounding shops are turned off.
The reservation for several years was filled at once, so Amelia worked on the steering until late today.
“…….”
Amelia lightly dabbed her cologne on the end of her handkerchief and swung it around.
She holds her breath for a moment and savors the scent of her handkerchief left in her trajectory.
“… Today is over.”
It is perfect.
She is a perfectionist who is strict even to herself. Amelia makes this evaluation not because she wants to go home early.
Even thinking objectively, it was judged that she could not create a perfume that suited her more than this.
At the harvest festival just a year ago, Amelia caused a major accident.
In return, she was stripped of her baronetcy and fined a large sum.
It was for this reason that Amelia, who did not enjoy making perfume for anything other than her original research use, received several years’ worth of reservations.
However, contrary to the anxious gazes around her, Amelia was not particularly concerned.
No, it was rather good.
Whatever the process, I was able to reconcile with Siwoo.
It became the romantic relationship she had been dreaming of.
For well over 100 years, she was immersed only in magic research, and now that she has made perfume like this, she is positively accepting that she will be recharged according to Sophia’s advice.
The tedious repetitive labor for extracting essential oils was not too much of a burden for Amelia.
Amelia was persistent, and she was the type to get a small sense of accomplishment from small tasks.
She said that if she hadn’t been a witch, she would have been tinkering with miniatures as a hobby.
My only complaint is that I can’t be with Siwoo 24 hours a day, 365 days a year?
Arranging the essential oils on her steering rack, Amelia locked her shop and went out into the street.
The clear winter air drew her immaculate breath.
Today is a day without Siwoo.
It’s been a while since I was going to stay overnight in a cabin.
It is because a building that has not been touched by people for a long time turns into a lonely building.
“…… ?”
When she reached the gulfi forest where she spent her apprenticeship, Amelia was puzzled.
Orange light streams through the lattice windows of the cabin.
Smoke billows from the chimney.
However, Amelia’s footsteps, which had been slowed down by her wonder, turned into her fluttering feathers.
Siwoo is clear.
Originally, he was supposed to be spending time with Duke Tiphareth today, but he must have come to the cabin first in the remaining time.
Amelia hurried to her feet and opened the door to her cabin.
“Siwoo?”
Amelia tilted her head toward the first-floor kitchen at the sound of her presence coming from her kitchen.
Her sweet scent wafts through the air.
This is the smell of boiling apricot jam.
Amelia was slightly wary of the smell because it had nothing to do with Siu.
The uninvited guest appeared in front of Amelia on her own feet before she started her search.
“Oh my, is Amelia here?”
“…….”
Coveted and fluffy blonde hair, blue eyes like jade.
The person who greeted Amelia with a bowl in her arms and whipped a whipping machine was none other than Master.
It was Malika Marigold.
“Master?”
Amelia’s otherwise large, deer-like eyes widened beyond their ability to grow.
To the extent that her delicate eyelids twitch.
“I’m making dessert, can you help me?”
Master showed Amelia her charming wink.
A little more mischievous than I saw in my memory,
In some ways, it was a laugh that seemed restless.
2.
Austria’s representative dessert, Sachertorte.
Sponge cake baked with dark curvature is coated with sour apricot jam and topped with bitter chocolate.
Finished with moist whipped cream on the side.
Surprisingly, it’s not sweet enough to eat without coffee.
Among Master’s desserts, which were specializing in confectionery and baking, it was a cake that never missed Amelia’s favorable reviews.
“Would you like some meringue? I need to make apricot jam.”
Bewildered.
However, Amelia, who naturally took the bowl and whip, whipped it around.
Although it is quite difficult and can save time and effort by using magic, magic is not an acceptable cooking utensil in Master’s baking philosophy.
In the meantime, Master was stirring the boiling jam in a small pot with a spatula to prevent it from sticking.
“Amelia, do you have any lemons? I forgot to buy it.”
“Here you are.”
Malika naturally asks for a lemon to put in the jam.
Amelia takes out the lemon she bought to put in her tea.
Obviously very very
It was a reunion after a long time.
He was the teacher I missed and missed so much.
However, the series of processes were very natural.
There is no sense of incongruity, as if Master came back after going out for a while, as if we were always together.
Is this possible because the two of them have a mother-daughter relationship?
But she did it separately until the two of them finished Sacher Torte and sat down at the kitchen table.
Amelia was still confused.
Master must have gone on a long journey due to unavoidable circumstances after he succeeded to Amelia.
She left a piece of paper with the fact that it was a trip she would never return to.
At first, Amelia missed and resented her teacher, but as time went on, she forgave her.
I don’t remember her well, but there were circumstances that forced her to do so.
There was only a desperate desire to see her again.
“Now, shall we eat? Now you drink coffee, not cocoa? Are you really all grown up?”
“… How did you come back?”
“Sorry Amelia, I don’t think I can say that.”
Actually, it doesn’t matter.
More important is the next question.
“Are you going to be together forever?”
At that time, a fork suddenly thrusts itself in front of Amelia.
Instead of answering, Malika gave Amelia a warm smile.
“I will explain everything. Do it for now.”
Amelia puffed out her cheeks in embarrassment.
“Master, I am no longer an apprentice witch.”
“Isn’t it? But what do you really want to do? In my eyes, she is still little Amelia.”
“Not even a little kid!”
Brief quarrel.
However, Amelia eventually asked for the cake Master was feeding her.
The texture of the fluffy sponge that collapses as soon as it touches your tongue, the harmony of sour apricot jam and bitter chocolate.
Whipped cream that gently encompasses the taste that can be slightly dry.
Delicious.
I thought I would never taste it again, it’s the same taste that Master always cooked.
Now I realize that this is not some ecstatic dream or delusion.
At the same time, a torrent of emotions rushed through her heart as if a blocked dam collapsed.
“Wook…. Woo-wook….”
Amelia’s slender shoulders trembled.
Blurred vision.
Transparent droplets of water roll uncontrollably down your cheeks starting from a single drop of tear.
“Master…. I missed you…. I missed you….”
Master hugged such Amelia.
The delicate, pure white scent of her gardenia flowers also stirs Amelia’s heart with familiarity.
“It was nice to see you, stay, and see…” .”
“Yes, yes, yes… I missed you very much too. Were you surprised by his sudden departure? I’m sorry, Amelia. I’m really sorry….”
The two shared the joy of reunion filled with tears until the hot coffee cooled down.
3.
“Oh my gosh, look at this. Amelia is still a fool.”
“… Don’t make fun of me.”
Amelia was held like a baby in Master’s arms.
She rubbed her red eyes and gripped her waist tightly as if she would disappear if she let go for a moment.
How much have you missed this moment?
The days when I lay in bed with Master and talked about this and that, and fell asleep exhausted.
“Can you tell me how you have been since I left?”
Feeling Master’s hand gently stroking her hair, she told her about the events of the past.
If I told the truth, it would be obvious that Master would be worried, so the happiest moments possible.
After Master left, I devoted myself to researching magic.
What went out in the present world.
Something that made a lot of friends.
We talked a lot about good things and happy things.
“Okay? Really great?”
“That is great.”
“It’s wonderful.”
Master happily praised Amelia without any sign of boredom on her part.
Amelia opened her mouth, remembering her master’s last note on her note.
It was probably Master’s most startling remark.
“And I have someone I love.”
“Really? Really?”
“Yes.”
“Are you my boyfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Well, if you’re such a pretty daughter and still don’t have a lover, the world is wrong. Is not it?”
“Master, if you keep teasing me, I won’t talk to you anymore.”
“Whoa, whoa, your face has changed like a raspberry? Aww, it’s cute.”
As expected, she is a delighted master like a girl who goes on a fuss during a pajama party.
Amelia was both proud and shy at the sight of Master pouring out half teasing and half congratulations.
“By the way…. Who took our sweet Amelia? I want to meet you too, is it okay?”
Of course.
I definitely want to brag.
I want to show Amelia what a wonderful person her most precious lover is, how kind and kind he is.
On the contrary, I want to boast to Siwoo how kind and considerate Master is.
“Of course, Master. Let’s have lunch together tomorrow.”
“Yes, yes.”
That night, Amelia fell asleep in Master’s arms, listening to her lullaby.
If this is a dream, I will never wake up and pray that it will last forever.
