[Witch's House Doujin] Exchange spells

A flock of white doves appeared in the hat, and then a rabbit.No one saw clearly how he pinched the rabbit's ear and turned it into a bright red rose.

"How is it done here?" Viola asked, staring closely at the hat, which looked no different from ordinary hats.The man laughed.

"Because I know magic."

His words caused laughter from everyone around, and everyone thought it was a joke.Viola frowned: "This is not funny at all."

"Do you think I'm joking?" The man didn't look angry at all, he put the ridiculous tall hat on his head again and walked over with a smile. "If you don't believe me, I have even more magical magic that I can show you, which will definitely convince you. This lady—" He knelt on one knee and stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture, "—I Would you be honored to invite you to help me complete this magic?"

Everyone was watching with interest, and Viola firmly held the man's hand, and followed him to a long and narrow wooden box like a coffin. "What do I need to do?" Viola said calmly, staring at the other person's face.

"It's very simple, you just need to lie down in this box. I will use this saw to cut the box in the middle, and then put the cut box back together, and you will be safe." He seemed to notice Viola's As if hesitating, he smiled and said, "Why, are you afraid?"

"I, I'm not afraid! Didn't I just get into this box?" Viola said loudly, pushing the man away angrily and lying in the box full of wooden splinters, only his legs and head were covered. exposed.Then, as soon as she looked up, she met the man's approaching face.

"Then lie here and please don't move around." The man closed the lid of the box, and Viola watched him walking towards her again with a shining saw.The crowd of onlookers stopped cheering and screaming, and they couldn't help but hold their breath and look this way.

"Then audience, please don't be distracted, and then you will see my favorite magic." The man bowed to the people, then turned around and raised the saw, the sharp teeth reflected cold light in the sun , about to fall towards her waist.

——The girl lying on the ground with her lower body chopped off struggled to crawl on the ground with her hands, leaving a long trail of blood behind her.The originally red dress became even more red as if it was about to burn. The girl raised her head, her eyes were two holes filled with blood.She stretched out her hand and moved her lips with difficulty, wanting to say something, her fingers revealed bones...

"No! Don't come here!" Viola uttered a sharp cry, and her trembling heart shrank violently, causing her to tremble violently.It was just a nightmare, nothing at all...

The blood in front of him gradually faded, and the noisy market reappeared in front of his eyes.She found that she seemed to have really screamed just now, and people looked at her with puzzled and sympathetic eyes.The fear brought about by the nightmare dissipated instantly, and a feeling of embarrassment turned into anger emerged from the bottom of my heart.

"Let me go!" She desperately knocked on the wooden box that locked her inside, but the box was nailed tightly with nails, and there was only a crackling sound.

Bored, the man put down his saw, lifted the lid of the box and tossed it aside.Viola slammed away the hand he had extended to take her. "Well, it seems that this performance should wait until the Summer Harvest Festival." The people around sighed regretfully, and the man smiled apologetically. "The trick was probably a little too much for this little girl, and that's my fault."

Viola snorted from her nose, turned around and was about to stay away from this annoying man.And the man suddenly grabbed her arm from behind. "Hey, what else do you want to do!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was negligent just now. To express my apology, please accept this rose. I think it's normal for a girl to be afraid."

Viola looked suspiciously at the rose that the man insisted on handing over.The sweet, beautiful and alluring flower was indeed her favourite, though its thorns would ruthlessly prick the hand of the unsuspecting.Viola hesitated for a moment, but still held out her hand.

"What are you afraid of—" the moment the rose was handed to Viola's palm, the man whispered in her ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear, "—Witch Ailian?"

Viola trembled violently, and her finger was cut by the thorn of the rose.She ignored the bleeding fingertips and raised her head quickly.

She met the man's golden eyes.

II. Witch

The bandages peeled off one by one, the darkness in front of my eyes gradually faded, revealing the golden sunlight, and then turned into dazzling white and dazzling brilliance in an instant.Seeing the long-absent sunshine again, she raised her hand to cover her eyes uncomfortably, and was so stimulated that she almost shed tears.After opening her eyes, everything gradually changed from blurred to clear, and the world finally reappeared in front of her, with a new look like after rebirth, without a trace of arrogance over everyone.

She saw the small bed under her, and the white sheet was dotted with a large area of ​​gorgeous roses.There is also a small carved cabinet not far away, filled with ribbons and bows, nothing has changed.

There was also a chair by the window, on which a black cat was lying lazily wagging its tail: "How do you feel?" It asked with a concerned tone, it was the voice of the smiling boy from before.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and a hoarse throat let out a scream that even she couldn't understand.The black cat stood up and jumped onto her bed as if feeling amused. "Is it so strange that a cat can talk? Don't forget that this is the home of the witch, and everything here is magical."

But I've never seen you talk before.She mouthed silently.

When she had come to the house before, she had seen the black cat, though she had seen knives where no one cut her own vegetables, or a teapot that floated in mid-air to make her tea, or a piano that played automatically.But at that time, it was just an ordinary black cat, lying docilely on Eileen's lap lazily basking in the sun, and she even tied a bowknot to its tail.

As if understanding what she wanted to say, the black cat replied: "Because we can't speak to humans other than witches, we are bound by a contract. But it's different now." Its two golden eyes reflected the slender Black pupils stared at her without blinking, "I remember your name, is it Viola?"

As if being strangled by the neck suddenly, she was suddenly surprised and could no longer make any sound.The panic of being at a loss spread from the palm of her hand, and at the same time, there was a trace of joy that she didn't even notice.She blinked, and blinked again, tears almost welling up in her eyes.It... knows who she is?

"The name has nothing to do with the body." The black cat blinked like a human, and the whiskers on its cheeks shook in a lovely arc, "I can see your soul, a human girl with golden hair and green eyes. Hey, don't cry ..."

I thought, I thought no one in this world would recognize me anymore.I thought I was going to die.

Viola wiped her tears carelessly with her sleeve.The blood-stained skirt had been replaced with a new set of pajamas, and the cuffs were decorated with layers of lace. She just wiped her tears and snot on the lace.

The black cat said amusedly: "You won't die, there are me and the black crow here. Huh? Are you wondering why I can understand what you are saying in your heart? Because ah, now you are my contractor , I certainly won't let my contractor die like that."

Viola felt that she must have misheard.What did you say?She expressed this with trembling lips, tears still on her eyelashes.

"You heard me right. Welcome, my new contractor, Viola the Witch."

The author has something to say: There is such a big difference in word count between the girl and the witch...

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I. girl

Those golden eyes, which were not human at all, looked at her coldly and without emotion, with a mockery that seemed to control everything.Although the man was smiling, it still made Viola feel the coldness of falling into an ice cave—the kind of fear that came from the bottom of her heart before death came.

Those are the eyes of the devil.

Viola screamed, but she soon found that she had not made any sound at all, she was so frightened that she forgot how to make a sound.The rose fell to her feet and was trampled into a pool of dark red mud by her in a panic, sticking to the ground like dried blood.

But this is nothing, what scares her the most is the "Witch Ailian" that the man said.

No, I am not some Eileen, I am Viola.Yes, I am Viola!

A cold voice sounded in her ears, like the whisper of a devil: Viola?The poor girl her daddy killed in the forest?Only you know who you are.You are not Viola, you are Eileen.

No, I am Viola!I'm just a normal human girl, my dad is a hunter and my mom died when I was born.I live in this small town and my friends are Kelly and Sophia.My favorite flower is the white lily, because my name Viola refers to those white flowers that bloom on the lawn, and the thing I hate the most is the spider...

For others, those frightening, sinful memories are just a nightmare.black cat