How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

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"Nahhhhh, definitely a brighter color would suit you better. Even though it's not autumn, Moss Green is plain! And that collar! I'm not denying the collar! It just doesn't fit today's dress! Are you a nun? Or tutor? Be more stylish because you're young."

A beautiful blonde girl with rugged eyes holds a cup with her cheek wand, sips tea, and points to a Miriam dress while pinching the baked confectionery. It is a style that does its best to ignore manners.

"Oh, Leah, you really don't behave well."

"Well, I didn't say anything wrong. Sure looks plain."

Ellie, that's a calm costume.

"... both are equally rude."

Even though I was lost in the garden without knowing anything, I was forced to pull myself into the tea party of the witches for an hour. Miriam continued to be pointed out about today's outfit.

At first, I sincerely accepted that there should be no rudeness, but I was a little disgusted with the endless dress talk, and I put in a climax.

"I don't want to be told by people in black robes."

When Miriam tied his mouth in a cross, he turned his face sideways.

"Oh, my gosh. When you're about us, you can do fashion elsewhere. The noble lady has a noble lady, and the witch has a witch's way. Look at that. Fufufu"

Beatrice smiled like a flower and spread out to show the inside of the black robe that was wrapped around her.

Then there was a silk lining that was beautifully dyed from dark blue to vermilion, like the sky of dawn.

If you look towards the hem, the view from the royal palace is delicately depicted as well as the valley in the city and the tree sea that spreads afterwards.

"Fufu, I'm sticking to where I can't see. That's how grown-ups do it!

"Wow! It's so beautiful..."

Miriam leaked a voice of admiration into the kingdom of dawn, which seemed to spread inside the black robe.

Then Valeria, who was watching it, stood up and came before Miriam.

"I'll show you something special!

Valeria spreads the robe with her favorite face.

The taffeta, woven with the same rugged thread as the eyes, is edged with gold thread and sparkles with tiny, colorful gems scattered to remind you of the stars.

A slightly shorter silhouette than the other two, featuring multiple ruffles in an infinitely thin woven black chiffon from the waist to the bottom, made to swell fluffy toward the hem, was terribly suited to the doll's loving Valeria if not spoken.

"This one is really nice too... Especially this chiffon frill looks good on Valeria."

"That's right! You don't look so good!

So laugh, Bassi! Valeria slapped Miriam in the back.

"Ouch!" Miriam sat across from the round table and shouted at Eleonora, dismissing Miriam's small moaning.

"What about Ellie? Show me! Show me!

"My robe? Very well."

Eleonora, forced by Valeria, stood up slowly and spread out Ba and Robe.

Miriam, Beatrice and Valeria peer into the world inside the robe with their chests filled with expectations.

But what appeared was just a dark lining.

"What, it's not just a black lining. Boring... hmm?

Beatrice grabs the hem of Eleonora's robe as she sharpens her mouth and peeks inside and realizes something.

The entire black silk lining, which seemed to be just black, had a very fine embroidery of the same color of thread, which seemed to create some kind of pattern. Black glowing jewelry is also sewn to decorate the embroidery pattern.

"Bye! Awesome embroidery! What pattern??

Valeria rushes in and peeks together.

"Oh, this is a magical formation. What kind of magic team is that? Which one...."

Beatrice and Valeria begin to untie the magical formation embroidered on the lining.

"Um, this string is' awake '. And then, this spelling is..." The wind. "

"The combination of these patterns is' cooling 'and' fragrance '...? Ah! These are the triggering conditions... Hmm,' Sleep Sleep '?

Beatrice and Valeria meet face to face and whistle.

"I'm not sleepy!

"Oh, that's so funny! A witch who puts a sleepy magic team in a robe!

Eleonora kept spreading the robe to make it easier to analyze, smiling at the two laughing angrily.

"What? Contemporary kings talk a little longer."

"Oh, you're always listening in half? Listen to me carefully."

"I think it's that nasal dripping kid trying to tell me something difficult, but I can't hear what's going on. Well, I was wondering if I could chew on the King's opponent."

Eleonora's embroidered Magic Team Robe appears to be taking a nap during a meeting with His Majesty the King.

Miriam secretly wondered how disrespectful it was to say that he was bored and about to fall asleep without being nervous with you.