Miyuchan lands on Île du Destin!
“Ah no, Miyuki! Takahashi is my surname!” Miyuki said, not familiar with the way that European names went - after all, Europe had been destroyed along with Earth decades before she was born. And although her school had dealt heavily with Earth history, Miyuki had never concentrated…Physical Education was more along her lines.
However, her eyes lit up at the mention of alchemy. Miyuki had always been interested in throwing things together…And watching it blow up, which probably wasn’t the field of alchemy that Morie was referring to. “Workshop? Sure!“ she said excitedly, unaware of the weird stares she was still getting because she looked so out of place.
Explosions happened sometimes, but not on the level of certain someones like Jess in Mana Khemia. Usually, it was just when Morie was rushed, or the rare occasions common sense left her mind and she trusted Mariel to stir the cauldron for her.
“Oh- well, it’s nice to meet you, then, Miyuki,” Morie said, blinking. “Please, follow me, then- we live on top of the hill.“
"Alrighty, here we go~” Miyuki said cheerfully, following her up the hill while humming ‘10-nen Zakura’, drawing more weird looks from the locals. She started dancing a little as well as she hummed, which not only drew weird looks but whispers as well.
Miyuki, for the record, didn’t take any notice of the weird looks and whispers she was getting. She was busy admiring the scenery around her, all of which looked like it was straight out of a storybook.
(Source: jurinathesecond)