The Shaman Wants Transcendence

149 – Early Coming-of-Age

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It must have been a nightmare for some.

It was full of good things for someone.

And for some, the night of witnessing the magical transformation of a person into a tool was over.

The dark night sky was torn to pieces by the sunlight, and the smell of food began to waft through the empty restaurant.

The restaurant began to fill the seats one by one along with the smell of food, and families took their seats and sat at the empty table. Then, guided by the attendant, Anastasia and Ella set foot in the dining room, followed by the Archwitch and Agnes, who were walking leisurely enough.

The savory smell of the restaurant has become different from yesterday.

All the people waiting to bring a needlessly large table and baseless courses disappeared, leaving only tableware, a moderately large table, and two chefs waiting on one side.

It was the result of the archwitch remodeling it along with the interior.

The Archwitch wondered if she liked the restaurant she had renovated herself. She stood in the middle of the restaurant, took one look around her, then crossed her arms in satisfaction and nodded her head. . She then strode up to one of the chefs and asked.

“What do you usually eat for breakfast in Korea?”

“There are several types. Let me explain. First…”

The High Witch interrupted her chef.

“Okay. Come to think of it, there’s no need for that. Prepare what you think of ‘Korean breakfast’ every day, differently, without my telling you.”

She then pointed at the name tag on the chef’s chest, she said.

“It says ‘Chef’ on your name tag, so why not show off your skills?

The chef nervously said that he would understand the words that approached her more frighteningly than just saying to make it well, and as soon as the high witch turned her back, she wiped away a cold sweat. Then she let out a small sigh, threw herself into her spirits, made breakfast and brought it to her archwitch.

“It’s not bad. It seems to be vegetarian, but… Well, that’s okay. Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

The High Witch looked proud and sent her chef away with her beckoning.

She and she watched as the individually ordered food was gathered in front of the people.

Then she saw the food the High Witch had ordered from Anastasia, who was sitting across from her.

The Archwitch couldn’t help but be stunned at the horrible appearance of the food she ordered.

The food that was placed in front of Anastasia in turn had a splendor not befitting a morning.

If I exaggerate a little, there were colorful jellies that could be seen even from 50m away, red, orange, green, blue, etc., Rolling around, and next to it, there were a lot of foods made of black chocolate in contrast. There was.

In addition, there was a ‘peanut butter & jelly sandwich’ in the true sense of the word, with peanut butter and strawberry jam spread on a piece of bread that seemed to seep into the bone with a bite of sweetness, and then topped with lots of jellies. Even the drink was chocolate milk.

The highlight is the bear-shaped jelly.

A bear-shaped jelly the size of a palm sat in the center of Anastasia and the Archwitch as naturally as the decorations on the table. Even the direction the bear is looking is towards Anastasia.Not in the direction of the Archwitch.

A gummy bear in a shape so insignificant that it met her eyes with the High Witch.

“Anastasia! What kind of chocolate do you eat so much in the morning!”

As the archwitch made eye contact with the gummy bear, she scolded Anastasia in a low voice, apparently unable to stand it. Then, as usual, she couldn’t overcome her temper and tried to sprint on her accelerator until she was stopped by the light shining into her eyes from the side of her arm.

When she looked up where her light was shining, she saw a bracelet made of gold.

A bracelet worthy of its name, which seemed to be made of woven golden roses, shimmered in the sunlight from the window of the restaurant, and some of them were angled so well that they seemed to have been shot through the eyes of the Archwitch.

Odylia shut her mouth tightly, stroked the golden rose bracelet with her other hand once, which was shining more brilliantly in the sunlight and disturbing her eyes, then closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair. That’s how Anastasia got out of her crisis of hearing the nightmare-like nagging.

At that appearance, Ella, who was sitting next to Anastasia, looked at the archwitch with her eyes closed with a strange look on her face.

Normally, it would be normal to have a long speech and raise your voice to nag in an overbearing manner, but it was so strange that she stroked the golden bracelet that hadn’t been there until yesterday and closed her mouth.

Ella thought for a moment.

‘Did Hair Park use her hand?’

And she got an answer right away.

That the archwitch couldn’t budge on Jinseong.

This mansion is where Jinseong’s family stays.

Jin-seong and Jin-sung’s family have enough wealth to casually present a bracelet made of gold.

And crucially, no matter how much you think about it, Jinseong is the only person to gift something like that.

All of these facts were saying that it was the achievement of Jinseong and Hare Park that killed the archwitch’s temper like that.

Ella looked at Anastasia, who was smiling bashfully at what she was so good about, thinking that she was once again inwardly lucky in her life to have met her hairdresser.

‘Will my sister know what crisis just happened?’

She had heard a voice, so she must have known that she was scolded.

But she must know that it’s normal…

Isn’t Anastasia’s face too bright to say that she was scolded?

Ella was in a bad mood, and she unknowingly pricked Anastasia’s side with her finger.

“Kyaang.”

Anastasia looked with her puzzled expression at her Ella, who suddenly stabbed her in the side, then glared at her Ella as if she would accept a fight with her.

But Ella did not respond to her fighting spirit.

For she was astonished that she herself had been stabbed in the side.

She was like that, so she stared blankly at Anastasia’s face looking at her, then spat out her own words.

To get out of a crisis.

“Sister? She doesn’t seem to have that… Food.”

Anastasia stared at Ella, who looked a little awkward, then, as if she would take care of it this time, she closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them, nodded, and she accepted her words.

“I saw a person eating like this in my dream yesterday. How is it, isn’t it very pretty?”

“In a dream?”

“Yeah. The guy who ate a gallon of vanilla ice cream over gummy worm spaghetti and 10,000 calorie chocolate brownie cake. American.I think it was…”

“Hey.”

Ella put on a tired expression at Anastasia’s words.

Anastasia laughed as if Ella was cute.

“He was a skinny person, but I think he had such a dream as a reaction to the diet~ He was a pitiful person. If he was this slim and pretty like me, he wouldn’t have to worry about dieting!”

“Is that so?”

Ella put on a puzzled expression at Anastasia’s narcissistic remark. Then Anastasia puffed out her cheeks a little, as if she didn’t like the expression, then raised her index finger and poked Ella in her side. And it wasn’t until Ella twisted her body a few times at her tickle that she withdrew her fingers as if to forgive her and said,

“Anyway, this older sister is on a diet, and she hates binge eating like that. But, she said, he was impressed by how delicious he ate. That’s why she ordered the right amount!”

“The right amount, I mean…”

Ella looked at the colorful plate filling the seat next to her.

Then she looked at the disgruntled face of the High Witch and the look of Agnes, who looked like she was going to nag her when the meal was over, she sighed slightly and said,

“Well, I think it would be nice to order vegetables as well.”

“Vegetables?”

Anastasia tilted her head at Ella’s words.

“Are these foods?”

Chocolate.

Jelly.

Chocolate topped with chocolate.

Bread sprinkled with chocolate powder.

Bread spread with strawberry jam and peanut butter and topped with jelly.

Bear-shaped rainbow-colored jellies.

What kind of vegetables can go in and go well with the foods that look like fairy tales contaminated with that radioactivity?

Anastasia thought for a moment, then she smiled brightly, as if she understood her intentions, and looked at Ella with admiration.

She raised her hand and whispered something to her servant. Then her waiter went to the chef and took her order and put it on her table.

And seeing that, Ella was at a loss for words.

French fries.

Tomato Ketchup.

“As expected, my younger brother is a genius. When it comes to America, it’s french fries.”

“That is…”

Ella couldn’t follow her words.

The vegetables were okay.

Potato?

Vegetables are right.

Tomato?

Vegetables are right.

Of course, fried potatoes are made with vegetables, and ketchup made with tomatoes is also made with vegetables.

It’s obviously right, but…

“…I don’t think it’s good for you.”

Ella shifted her gaze away from Anastasia, who challenged her common sense within herself, and turned her head away. It was because when she was talking with Anastasia, she felt that her brain was paralyzed and her common sense was twisted.

So Ella turned her head to stare at the rows of meat and vegetables floating in her air toward the open window instead of steaming fries.

“Uh?”