January 1st, 1995.
There was no New Year's Eve countdown, no celebration. The witches seemed not to care at all about entering a new year.
The landfolk, on the other hand, did. Witches set off firecrackers in unison, gongs and drums thundered, and the sky islands and ground alike crackled nonstop with Spring Festival firecrackers.
Incidentally, thanks to the early discovery of the international calendar, the Chinese people's New Year ran roughly from January 1st to January 12th each year—a twelve-day holiday—while the Japanese people's ran from December 27th of the previous year to January 5th of the current one—only nine days, but with fifteen days off—and the peninsula people's lasted from December 30th to January 30th, though they only got three days of vacation.
The festive spirit among witches and landfolk was thick in the air, while witches loftily pretended not to see it.
Mm, they couldn't see it.
"Sigh..." Jiang Han sighed as she stood on tiptoe, puffed out her cheeks, and hung an upside-down parrot Cat Lamp wearing a red bellyband above the entrance of an exquisite Baroque-style little shop.
Beside her, Miss Du Ningzhuang was doing the same thing.
Once these parrot Cat Lamps were charged upside down, their built-in gyroscopes would teach them to fly upside down. A gothic-style character for "fortune" had been pasted onto each of their bellybands.
"Do we really have to do this?" Jiang Han grumpily hung up another Cat Lamp.
The parrot Cat Lamp spoke in a feminine voice, saying, "May all your wishes come true." The voice actress was Jiang Han, in an adorable, coquettish tone.
Du Ningzhuang, meanwhile, wore an unusually aloof expression. There was a trace of excitement in her cool voice as she said, "I don't want to put up these decorations either. Happy New Year,