(ง⌒) Elaina's Conjure Food
By then, Elaina had mostly finished fixing herself up. She tied her hair with one hand, set down the toothbrush she'd been holding between her teeth, rinsed her mouth, and then walked into the living room.
"Oh, right!"
As if she'd just remembered something, she quickly turned to Fern with an inquisitive look.
"Fern, I remember that people who pass the first-class exam can ask Serie from the Magic Association to teach them one specific spell, right?"
"What spell did you ask Serie for?"
As she spoke, Elaina didn't bother changing her clothes and simply wandered around the living room.
There were only four girls here, and no one outside could peek in through the windows, so she didn't mind dressing a little lightly.
"Mm..."
Fern set out the dishes for the last breakfast, then untied her apron and answered in her usual even tone.
"I asked for a book..."
"A spellbook with magic that would make housework easier."
"Lady Serie was pretty angry. She didn't really want to give it to me at first, but in the end, she handed it over with a look of utter disdain."
Remembering how Serie had looked at her with the same disdainful expression she'd given her teacher, Lady Frieren, Fern couldn't help feeling wistful. But she didn't regret it.
"Huh?!"
At that, Elaina's face instantly took on a strange, disbelieving expression, as if she'd just heard something absurd.
"But!"
"Didn't you get that book, Hogwarts' Complete Guide to Spells, from your teacher?"
"I'm pretty sure it had lots of spells that made life easier and could be used for housework, like Scourgify and things like that?"
She stared wide-eyed at Fern, who was walking back toward the kitchen, and asked in surprise.
"It did have a lot."
Fern