Six years had passed since that chaotic day.
Ilon stretched lazily as he walked down the village path, hands behind his head, looking completely carefree.
"Last time… after burning half of my house," he muttered, "I finally understood how my magic works."
A brief flashback hit him—
A half-burned house.His father screaming while spraying a fire extinguisher everywhere.And Ilon crying flames like a walking disaster.
"…Yeah. Good times," Ilon chuckled awkwardly.
He sighed. "But I did figure out one thing… I can only use magic through my eyes."
That alone made him different from everyone else.
"And unfortunately," he added with a pout, "Dad told me not to use fire magic for a while. So boring…"
He kicked a small stone on the road. "Anyway, let's head back home."
Suddenly—
His steps stopped.
"…Whoa."
A little girl stood a few meters away. She wore a bright red dress and a soft yellow scarf that fluttered gently in the wind.
She was… unbelievably cute.
"Wow… she's so adorable…" Ilon whispered.
Then he blinked.
"Wait… have I gone crazy? She's way younger than me…" he muttered, shaking his head. "Still… I kinda wish we had met earlier…"
The moment that thought crossed his mind—
Something stirred.
A strange energy gathered in his eyes.
"…Huh?"
Before he could react—
Whoosh—!
A magical colourful tornado surrounded the girl.
She said what the hell is that!!
Her body began to change.
Her small hands grew larger.Her height increased.Her entire appearance shifted into that of a grown-up girl.
"Hm?" she tilted her head. "Why do I feel… weird?"
"…W-What?" she stared at her hands in shock. "Why are my hands so big?!"
She quickly pulled out her phone and switched to selfie mode.
The screen reflected a completely different version of herself.
"WHY THE HELL AM I A GROWN-UP GIRL?!" she screamed.
From a far ILon said ,
"…Huh? I think my eyes have some problem…" he said, rubbing them. "Let me clean it…"
He blinked again—
Then froze.
"…Holy shit."
His eyes widened.
"WHY IS SHE OLDER THAN BEFORE?!" he shouted to himself. "You've gotta be kidding the hell out of me, bro—what did I just do?!"
He slowly approached her, sweating nervously.
"U-Um… excuse me…" he said with an awkward smile. "This is… actually my fault…"
The girl—now clearly furious—turned toward him.
"…You."
A dangerous aura surrounded her.
"Undo it," she said coldly. "Right. Now."
Ilon blinked.
"…Eh?"
"I said undo it!" she shouted.
Ilon scratched his head with a completely blank, naïve expression. "But… I can't even cast a proper spell normally. How am I supposed to undo one?"
Silence.
For one second—
Two seconds—
Then—
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" she roared.
"WAIT WAIT WAIT—!" Ilon panicked and immediately turned around.
And ran.
"I hope you and I become really good friends one day!" he shouted while sprinting away. "But for now—tata! Goodbye! See you!"
"WHERE ARE YOU RUNNING, YOU DUMB MAGIC BOY?!" she yelled, chasing after him.
And just like that—
Ilon's peaceful day turned into complete chaos.
Once again.