I hear Campbell's parents started the store because her father liked alcohol, not because her mother liked alcohol.

I had more or less an idea of where the store was, but I never went to Campbell's house to visit. They said they were stabbing nails that they shouldn't bring their friends, so it's natural to say so.

The tavern with her colorful sister is also in my frequently visited downtown area, but her parents' shop, a friend of mine, was in a more radical location.

In a little detail, there are many places in a row that the man intended to reveal overnight with the woman, and it is a very courageous place for those women to step in.

Among them, I heard from the surrounding area that the Dormott store that came out in conversation with Benjamin was a luxury store in its hand, and that there were many aristocrats who went there.

When my father told my mother in half a joke that he wanted to go to the dollar mot store because it was fine for once, she said to me, "You can't do it." That one word was so cold that I could see all what the Dormott store was like. That's my mother.

With that old memory, I looked up at Campbell's home store, which said so on a sign mimicking a person's pinky, called 'Delare's Pinky Finger', in front of the Dormott store.

This neighborhood, commonly known as the "Back Street," signs of people flourish in the evening.

The quiet streets pounded, pounded, and gradually wrapped up in noise such as chatter and the sound of a glass and glass bumping into each other. And as I walk down a busy street with just a woman, my gaze stabs me in the distance because so many people still don't have alcohol in them.

But there is no such gaze.

Me, Nike, and Benjamin opened the door to Campbell's shop without even stopping.

Next to the entrance and exit made of wooden planks, small plants are decorated with flowers.

It was a very beautiful shop for shops in a city with few roughnecks and outlaws.

Dormott's shop is generally thin peachy, and the windows and entrance doors are adorably made like a beautiful castle, not too dirty to blame, but not too clean because of the seeping out of some pretty atmosphere.

Besides, it's a little dirty when it comes to the tavern, and the dirt on the walls is like part of the decoration, but if you put it inside the store where Campbell is, where do you get that sight?

In the store at dusk, it became blurred and bright in proportion to the darkness outside.

Stepping onto the wooden floor, the footprints disappear beautifully as long as you don't allow your shoes to get dirty.

In the corner of the store, the dust trash was already swept, and the windows on the street side did not know how many minutes, but the water had removed the dirt from the window vitreous.

"You like beauty."

That's what I said to Campbell, a blonde woman who's been guiding me through the store since I got inside.

Much, no. I like it pretty good.

My parents are pretty lovers there too, but they just lose out on this. Your shoes are always dirty.

"That's right - Dad, you're famous for your cleanliness. .. and have your account be on the spot"

Is it my father who likes beauty?

I nod my neck with interest when I glance at the adorable octagonal tooth and see Campbell laughing with a hook that features pretentious lace.

"And then our mother's cooking over there, so get her to skip the paper on the order"

"I see."

Don't miss hearing Campbell's explanation word for word in your ear.

It's also been a while since I've seen an old friend.

He said the store would start already, and now he was in a hurry to learn how to serve customers, type of alcohol, and how to account. There are no customers yet, as no bills have been placed for the opening of the store.

I didn't have time to rejoice or do a transcript, but they said I didn't have to be that comfortable, so I'm going to try not to think deeply about it.

"I made the explanation simple, but there's something about Nike I don't know?

"Mostly I get it, but should I look at the item writing if I have one?

"Yes, I am."

Ask for an explanation in front of the counter seat with the chair, side by side in a row.

Nike again reconfirmed his thoughtful confirmation of Campbell as he tied the hair he was lowering into one, and Benjamin was writing on his arm with a spell.

Campbell's impression at school is the same as what he had on Benjamin, one way or the other. Fashionable girl, it feels like.

It would be due to the flashy outfit.

Everything seems to have fascinated me since I was a little girl with exotic costumes, especially when I said I love the ethnic costumes of that Serena kingdom.

He also wants to be involved in clothing related work, and after graduation he works for Barber, a costumer who makes his name known all over the continent. Barber's head office is in the Kingdom of Iran, so she had moved her residence from the Kingdom of Dolan to the Kingdom of Iravin to work there.

Not everyone who goes to magic school aspires to be a demon, a knight.

Many people, like Carla Yacklin, want to be archaeologists and Campbell Parr, want to go out of the country and do whatever they want to do. Some people will think that they don't have to bother attending a magic school at all, but in Campbell's case, they are entrusted with the head of the fabric department for the second year because they can apply the magic learned and help with the techniques of clothing, as well as work with attention to the functionality of costumes, etc.

He used to hate studying and sleep in class, but the more he found out that there was something of interest and magic he seemed to learn about clothing, the more his exploratory mind launched a question attack that he rarely asked his teacher.

So much so that the classroom teacher told me that Campbell's head would go up or down every time during the class to determine the physical condition of the teacher that day.

"Then Benjamin can be turned into a transformation spell. It's a pain in the ass when Satanas finds you."

"Absolutely. But it'll only take half an hour, so I might go to the bathroom a lot, but I'm sorry there."

The story went on, and the meeting on the subject of the Satanists began.

Benjamin needs to find out, so he changes his face and voice slightly to behave.

In her case, the transformation magic lasts for up to half an hour, so what if we do that time well?

Transformation magic only lasts about five minutes for normal people, so that's enough time if it's half an hour.

"Then Nanary and Nike will have a special transformation. Hey."

The body that was pointing at Benjamin turned to Kurli and this way, and Campbell, with her hands behind her back, smiled at Ni and her beautiful white teeth.

It changes the story, but I like octagonal teeth.

It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman, your heart gets cuddly tightened by that indescribable love when someone with octagonal teeth shows their teeth and laughs.

So when Campbell with octagonal teeth laughed, I was always unknown and soothed by the look on her face or cuteness, but her octagonal teeth today are somewhere different.

Far from soothing, it's a naughty grin, or an octagonal tooth like you're up to something, no look.

Nike and I looked at each other sideways, but Nike's temples conveyed sweat. Benjamin puts his hands on his mouth ridiculously saying that he has a bad habit of campbell again.

"Nanary, what's going on? Are you losing your hips?

"Ca, what's wrong with Campbell? You're not up to something."

"What are you talking about, I can't believe I'm planning this. I'm just trying to reveal my new clothes."

Campbell makes short blonde hair that looks good as a finger jump with a pigeon to sparkle her drooping brown eyes.

Her bad habits.

Campbell loves making clothes, but also putting clothes on people. I don't know many friends who sacrificed themselves as dolls.

As she patted her fingers, something fell from the top with a white smoke.

When I pick it up off the floor, I see an overall view of clothes that are somewhat smaller in area than Campbell is wearing pretentious forehangs that are easily well made.

"You know, Campbell."

"What?

"As you know, my breasts are discreet."

Pilla, and turn to Campbell with the edge of his clothes.

"That's not true. It's better than me. Besides, it's a Nike costume, and Nanary's is this way."

Pattin.

What she magically put out when she was told this way is something that seems to have a lot more fabric than her earlier clothes.

It was shown spread out. It has a long bottom length and, in turn, a small upper area.

It would hide there because the chest looks like a fluffy build, but the shoulders are in the form of a bump.

I wonder why it feels disgraceful when the cloth should be more than nike's.