�Oh, Dad!�

Embarrassed, Sirone stomped her feet.

I was glad I was wearing a hood.�If he had even exposed his face, his face might have exploded.

�Mom wants me to eat.�Come down quickly.�

�Ah, okay.�

Vincent closed the door and threw a word as he left.

�Aren�t you old enough?�

Shirone�s face heated up, and she lowered her head.

When I heard the sound of the door closing, I took off the hood and grabbed my head.

�OMG!�embarrassing!�I did it for the first time today!�

As expected, thinking that doing something that didn�t suit her would cause her anger, Sirone canceled Armand.�The fibers and crystal balls were sucked back into the demonic sword.

Sirone, who had been put into the scabbard with rated control, left Armand in the corner and went down to the first floor.

The smell of soup on the table melted my stomach.�Suddenly hungry, Sirone sat down at the table and grabbed the spoon first.�Olina smiled and poured the soup onto her plate.

�Are you hungry?�Come on, eat.�

�yes.�thank you for this food!�

The magic school food was meticulously packed with the nutrients necessary for wizards, but as expected, eating at home was the best.

Olina, who was happy to watch her son hurriedly finish a bowl of soup, poured more soup and asked.

�How are you going to spend this vacation?�Do you have any plans?�

�I�m going to take a break for a while and then start training in earnest.�But before that, there are things I want to do.�

�What do you want to do?�

�yes.�Every winter, a local festival is held in the Les Mountains.�May I go there?�

Vincent intervened.

�Oh, you mean the ruins of that old castle.�You said you wanted to go before.�

�really?�I don�t remember.�

�Because I was very young.�It must have been left in my heart without knowing it.�come and go�At the time, the situation was difficult, so I couldn�t even show them around.�

Olina supported her chin and smiled sullenly.

No matter how much the son pretended not to be, he could not fool his mother�s eyes.

�So, who are you going with?�

Sirone felt as if he had been attacked by surprise.�He wasn�t particularly guilty, but his face was burning.

�that is����Amy.�I haven�t talked about it yet.� JrNovels.com