"A little less gunpowder!! We're making firecrackers, not bombs! Hey!!!"
"Eh? But if the explosion is too small, it won't be fun at all, will it?"
Undoubtedly, that restraining shout came from Su'er, and the person he was restraining had no intention of reflecting at all. She not only dragged out her voice and denied it unwillingly, but she also quickened her movements.
Spatial magic. She used spatial magic.
Su'er only felt that the small firecracker was like a bottomless black hole, constantly swallowing the black gunpowder. Just looking at it made his scalp tingle.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!!!
"That's enough! It's really enough!", with a bravery as if he were saving the world, Su'er pounced over, wanting to snatch the bomb - oh, no, the firecracker from the pink-haired Flügel hand.
With the Flügel skills, it was naturally impossible for Su'er, this little weakling, to snatch anything from her. With a light turn, Jibril dodged the man's pounce.
"Done! It's finished!!", Jibril held the thing in her hand high, nodded in satisfaction, and shouted.
In Su'er's horrified eyes, this lawless little girl lit the fuse without hesitation, and then she threw the bomb... firecracker towards the top with force.
Passing through the rock dome that had been broken before, like a meteor streaking across the sky, that firecracker flew to a very high altitude in an instant, and then - boom!!!
"...Is that a bomb?"
"It's a bomb."
Think mercilessly added to Su'er's misery. Her work on her hands was also finished.
She also lit the fuse, and she didn't even throw it towards the top like Jibril did. Think just threw it forward casually and propped up her chin, waiting with interest.
!!!
With a clear understanding of the amount of gunpowder the Elf next to him had used, Su'er felt that his tailbone had already issued an alarm, urging him to run for his life.
He chose the posture that could best protect him in the first moment. Su'er curled up under the table and was ready for a fight. However, as if to mock his excited behavior, the bomb that Think had thrown bloomed on the lake not far away.
"...Is that a firework?"
"It's a firework~"
From that small firework, a cold-toned light bloomed. With just one glance, one could tell that it was Think's form. It was so detailed that even the fine strands of her hair could be seen. She stood vividly on the surface of the lake, one arm raised, her chest proudly puffed out as if she was saying something.
"..."
Su'er crawled out from under the table.
"In short, let's make some normal things - hey!! Jibril! How did you make so many again!!!"
Su'er's tired and weak voice turned into a blood-pressure-raising shout halfway through. When he turned his head, he immediately saw several things that were exactly the same as the bomb she had just thrown into the sky placed next to Jibril.
"I beg you, please make something normal!!!"
This man was so exhausted on the first day of the New Year that he wanted to lie down on the ground and fall asleep immediately.
After a difficult battle... a one-sided difficult battle for Su'er, anyway, he still managed to put away the few small bombs that Jibril had made and carefully put them into a box.
These things were too good to be called firecrackers.
They didn't deserve it.
"...By the way, do we really have to make the lanterns so eerie?", looking at the large red lanterns floating around on the lake without any ropes, Su'er felt as if he had entered the wrong movie set.
He only needed to change the color of these lanterns and they would be perfect for a terrifying horror movie - can you believe that a long streamer was tied behind them and swaying in the wind?
Eerie. It's so eerie.
How did these two women make a simple task of hanging lanterns so eerie??
"Eh? Isn't it very interesting?", Think waved her hand with interest and beckoned a red lantern over. She said with a grin: "Do you need me to make them talk for a short while? Mr. Monkey?"
"Please don't!!!", Su'er expressed his strong resistance immediately. He sighed for a long time and then hung his normal lantern on the door of the wooden house.
Whatever. Anyway, there was nothing he could do.
Taking a few steps back, Su'er looked at the couplets he had put on both sides of the wooden house's door, and he was a little embarrassed.
The handwriting was too ugly.
The content was not very rhyming either.
He could only say that he was doing what was appropriate for the occasion for good luck. He wouldn't write them out to make everyone laugh.
The busy time went by very fast. When Su'er felt that he was almost too tired to go on, he suddenly found that he could finally sit down at the table and rest properly.
Besides some very beautiful-looking dishes, the jiaozis that they had wrapped before were also cooked and were now placed in front of them.
The ones that looked very normal were wrapped by Su'er. The ones that looked very normal but were not so normal when you looked closely were wrapped by Think. The ones that were obviously not normal were definitely wrapped by Jibril.
The God of War (jiaozi version) sat in the center of the plate, overlooking all the other jiaozis. He was truly majestic and domineering.
"I'll state this in advance. I wrapped a small gem in one of the jiaozis. According to the saying where I'm from, whoever eats that special jiaozi will be the luckiest person in the next year", Su'er selectively ignored the macho man on the plate and told them about the secret surprise he had made before.
As for being careful not to chip a tooth, there was no need to say that. Among the three people present, the only one who would have that risk was Su'er himself.
"Eh?!!", the moment Su'er's voice fell, Jibril let out a surprised cry, "There's such a thing?!"
The pink-haired Flügel little girl had already flown the Jiaozi God of War to the plate in front of her. It was obvious that she wanted to start with this soft God of War, but she was a little worried that she would miss the small gem Su'er mentioned.
But thankfully, she didn't have to worry about that anymore.
"Oh my? It seems that the lucky person is me?", Think raised an eyebrow leisurely and spit out a blue-glowing gem from her mouth with a smile.
!!!
She ate it so quickly?!
"What?! I can't accept this!!"
"Even if Miss Monster can't accept it, it won't change the fact, will it?"
"No, no, no! Aaaaaah!"
"Heh, is this the only way a monster can deal with this? It really didn't exceed your poor brain, did it? Well, if that's the case, I'll be a little more serious too~"
"..."
Because of that one small gem, a low-intensity... game broke out between the Elf and the Flügel.
Sighing, Su'er picked up a jiaozi and put it in his mouth. It was the familiar taste, delicious.
By the way, was Think's luck that good? She just started and she already ate it - hmm?
Su'er suddenly saw Think, who was arguing with the Flügel, wink at him lightly.
...Wait a minute, this woman didn't cheat, did she?
Su'er suddenly realized something, but - whatever.
Isn't this quite lively?
It's great to be happy.
New Year should be lively.
Su'er ate another jiaozi. He was enjoying this New Year's taste.
Oh, right. What was that indispensable sentence again?
Yes, yes, so - Happy New Year!!!
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