Magic-free Zone is also divided into blocks, usually, the area of a small residential block covers about 2 to 3 series, which converts to 3 to 5 square kiloters in the Material Realm units. In total, the Magic-free Zone comprises over three hundred seventy small blocks, and near the two blocks closest to the northeast side, which is nearly adjacent to the school district, there is a rather regular green space. This green area does not prevent anyone from entering, so citizens often co here for walks and relaxation.
Residents who know each other well gather to engage in activities or gossip about neighborhood folks when they have nothing else to do. This place has thus beco their public square park.
— "Alright, it's ready."
Erald Sparrow was pushing the wheelchair she just repaired in place while speaking to an old man sitting by: "You try it, it should be fine now."
It happened to be noon. Erald Sparrow, having co from the Research Institute, intended to walk around the Magic-free Zone to unwind and digest the information she had just received, and to ease her frustration from being let down by Erald again. Thus, she discovered an old man nearby in the green area who was stuck due to a wheelchair malfunction.
Considering she had no urgent matters at the mont, she volunteered to help inspect and fix the wheelchair, leading to the current scene.
"Oh, let try... yes, it moves, it moves, thank you so much."
The old man sat in the wheelchair, tested moving it back and forth, and nodded with a smile: "I was about to call my grandson to pick up, but with this weather, this blazing sun… I would have ended up scorched by the ti that lad got here. Thanks to you, you're very kind. I don't know how to thank you enough, um…"
Mid-sentence, the old man paused as if realizing sothing, squinted his eyes at Erald Sparrow a bit longer, mumbling sothing under his breath before continuing, "…young lady?"
Erald Sparrow also realized what he was pondering during his pause; after all, in the Magic Kingdom, Magical Girls maintain their youth, and many appear young, but their actual age is unknown. Considering she, as Lin Yun, is nearly 37, she couldn't possibly be older than the man in front of her. She nodded and confird, "Yes, I just ca to the Magic Kingdom this year for the assessnt. I am a newbie Magical Girl."
Though it seed a bit like pretending to be younger, this phrasing, for the ti being, accepted the old man's address.
"Oh, a newbie, hello newbie."
The old man, reassured, seed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Yes, indeed it's that season of the year again."
"Old man, how could you tell I am a Magical Girl?"
Erald Sparrow was a bit puzzled: "Logically, shouldn't there be a lot of ordinary girls around here as well?"
Although she was indeed still dressed in the extravagant cheongsam belonging to "Long Dan"—even in the fashion-diverse Magic Kingdom, this attire is still considered quite lavish—if she rembered correctly, so people in the Magic-free Zone also favored retro outfits, and a cheongsam wasn't too rare amongst those people.
"Heh, what else could it be? Not to ntion your outfit, but the vitality and spirit you Magical Girls have is just different from ordinary girls."
The old man, as if he heard sothing amusing, pointed at Erald Sparrow's eyes and couldn't help but laugh, "Even as a newbie, your gaze is nothing like your peers. Sobody with your kind of eyes is soone who wants to be a hero."
"Is that so? Thank you for the complint." Erald Sparrow used her facial expression managent skills, briefly pondered, and then showed a slightly awkward social smile.
After the treatnt from Erald, her original appearance had returned to normal; she no longer suffered soul-like agony when using Magic Armor, and regular activities no longer felt uncomfortable.
Externally, this ant she could now more naturally display various expressions without constantly worrying about managing her expressions and thereby keeping a strained face.
"Ha, after all, my grandma, she was also a Magical Girl, and I grew up under her care. So, I am more familiar with your affairs."
The old man withdrew his hand, leaned back in the wheelchair slightly: "It was her. She used to love dressing as a young girl to play pranks on people, even joked with my spouse at our wedding. But if soone in the family called her younger or mistook her seniority, she'd get unhappy, causing everyone in the family to tread carefully when addressing her."
"That really is… an interesting senior." Erald Sparrow responded.
"Indeed, at least I loved her, she was one of my most respected elders."
The old man exhaled, squinted his eyes: "It's just that in a blink of an eye, I've reached her age, and she has long passed. Over these years, no Magical Girls have erged from our family, unlike when she was around, back then…"
Seemingly unlocking a stream of mories, the old man gradually fell into his reminiscing, and as Erald Sparrow pushed his wheelchair, leaving the green area, he intermittently talked a lot about his grandmother, who was once a Magical Girl.
This conversation lasted a while until Erald Sparrow took him back to the relatively bustling city area and parted ways with him. He then sowhat contentedly stopped, greeted her cheerfully, and waved goodbye.
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