I Am Reaching The Pinnacle Of My Life In The Magic Card World

Snow-capped and covered with silver.

The heavy snowfall in Tomoeda Town always comes suddenly. It is cool in autumn before going to bed, and the world is white and snowy after going to bed.

The snowflakes on the six sides are thin and thick, and a large number of sycamore trees on the street are covered with silver.

Shuangling Apartment, Zhong Jie wears a blue scarf around his neck, the eldest lady’s Christmas gift, knitted by himself.

Wear winter cotton clothes and trousers, and wear new sneakers that automatically float at the entrance.

You read that right, sneakers can fly.

"Shuibu, don't make trouble. If you break into someone in broad daylight, you will be in big trouble."

"Ka!" Tomoyo brought Sakura to visit him.

Ahem, he was stunned. He really wanted to slap himself. What kind of mouth am I talking about? I've just opened my mouth.

The moment the two girls opened the door, they saw the mound-level god nagging, and Sakura first thought of the ghost series.

My shoes floated in broad daylight, and the gods on the tombstones chattered to the air. The joy of going out to enjoy the snow was mostly gone.

The atmosphere in the entire rental house was solidified. The three of them didn't dare to breathe, and their sneakers were in perfect shape, jumping up and down on the floor.

It was as if there was a real person walking around in shoes and couldn't hold them off any longer. He hurriedly squatted down, stretched out his sneakers, and tied the laces.

Their eyes met with Tomoyo, who smiled knowingly, pushed the machine around, and Sakura, whose eyes were dull, went out to the corridor of the apartment.

"Sakura-chan, a Tsuka level wind magician, are your shoes moving abnormally?"

"Whoosh!" Sakura suddenly realized and her trembling body stopped shaking.

She was so nervous that she didn't notice the details, including the wind coming from the entrance and the swaying shoes due to the wind.

Tsukasa put on his shoes and came out. He took a look at Tomoyo's scarf, a gray scarf with asymmetrical strips.

She still put it on. It was her first time knitting a towel, so don’t be surprised if she doesn’t have good skills.

Since that lunch in someone else's big house, he hasn't gone out for several days. He stayed at home and began to apply magic on parchment rolls.

In the early days of the Western magic system, magical skills were inherited by witches or magicians who imprinted spells on them.

Injecting magic power to activate the parchment scrolls, studying the spells day and night, just getting started, but you still need to grasp it thoroughly.

In addition, there is a female ghost in the house, which brings many inconveniences. She is doing things here and there, and she is curious about why the baby is here.

He was physically and mentally disabled, so he didn't go out much.

It was snowing and I made an appointment to meet at the Penguin Park. I didn't expect them to come. It was really not surprising.

The road was covered with thick snow, and girls had many topics to talk about, so he couldn't get a word in.

"Sakura-chan, have you finished your winter vacation homework?"

"Eh~"

The cute king stuck out his tongue playfully: "It's done."

Tomoyo: "It's rare."

A snowfall during the winter vacation heralds the new semester, the fifth grade of elementary school.

In the fifth grade, I am twelve years old and my height has increased by 10cm. Tomoyo is eleven years old and my height has increased by 5cm.

The height gap has widened, and they are not just children, they are little melons.

In Penguin Park, snowflakes were falling scatteredly, and children, both older and younger, were having snowball fights.

Tomoyo pulled him up: "Let's have a snowball fight."

"Don't fight, it's just for children." He turned his head and saw his childhood sweetheart, Yamazaki Takashi and his Mihara Chiharu.

The partners meet and get married, men and women are paired up, three VS two, you can't explain it.

He couldn't hold back his enthusiasm and was forced to open his business.

"Tsukakai-kun, do you know the origin of snowballs?" Yamazaki squeezed small snowballs, threw them in the air and caught them again.

"I don't know."

"Would you like to know?"

"No, shut up."

Block the topic so you have nothing to say. Yamazaki looked sad, while Yao Ming smiled and put on a mask of pain.

Chiharu was happy to see her childhood sweetheart frustrated and laughed out loud, "Li Jun has a way of dealing with Yamazaki."

Tomoyo squeezed a huge snowball and threw it towards the tombstone: "It's okay."

"Bang" the snowball hit his face, which was cold and cold. Snowflakes covered his face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

The eyes blink, very funny.

"Keke!" He smiled as sweetly as a silver bell, and Tomoyo was so happy that his black hair trembled wildly.

There is no reason not to fight back after being hit. If I make you laugh now, you will cry later.

Apply a handful of snowflakes, knead the tombstone into a ball, and hey, the little fairy dies quickly.

The snowball hit Chisebai's rosy cheek with a 100% hit rate, starting a fight.

The girls group was not to be outdone. Moe King, who had strong motor skills, took Tomoyo, squeezed the snowballs, and threw them hard.

There is one more enemy, and Tomoyo, who has underdeveloped motor nerves, specializes in logistics and provides artillery shells.

Friend Yamazaki was violently hit by Chiharu and suppressed to death.

Wucao, don't compete if you stretch your hips like this. Not to mention being a hindrance, I have to accompany you and get beaten.

Facts have proved how important it is to have logistics. The endless snowballs are thrown and the cuteness is so cool.

Tsukasa-kun, watch the back of your head. Big snowballs fell from the sky, hitting others and causing them to flip over. Little stars were spinning above their heads.

Oh, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat me like a sick cat.

Look at my thorny hand that destroys flowers, Foshan's shadowless hand, and Awei's eighteen postures.

Oh, a certain random move, with phantom hand speed, pinching the ball with the left hand and throwing it with the right hand.

Dual-tasking, invincible, eh, eh, eh, Sakura was beaten, holding her head and hiding from the Penguin King as a cover.

Tomoyo couldn't dodge and ate more than a dozen snowballs in a row, turning the little girl into a snowman.

Are you coming again? Zhong Jie has won a great victory, with his arms folded across his chest, the snowball spinning on his fingers, proudly contented.

"Tsukakai, you really don't show any mercy." With a resentful look in his eyes, Tomoyo revealed his ultimate killer weapon, a big snowball filled with toothpicks.

Chasing him all over the park, where did the toothpick come from, and where did the mysterious object drop? Rage value props.

"Stairs to the Death Tomb, stop for me."

"Stand still, don't stand. Toothpicks and snowballs can kill people. If you can't afford it, don't play."

The eldest lady was too weak to catch up. She was very angry. She became angrier and angrier. She couldn't sleep without pricking the steps of the tomb.

The steps of the tomb are not cheap, it will hurt a lot if you prick them.

Sakura: I’m superfluous, then I’ll go?

"Sakura, they have a good relationship." Mihara Chiharu dragged the weak Yamazaki and said.

"Yeah, a pair of happy enemies."

After going around in circles for more than ten times, the eldest lady couldn't run anymore. When she saw that she was ready, she stopped and took the initiative to send her right leg out, releasing a summation signal.

Tomoyo threw it out, and Snowball took out a toothpick, "Ahhh!" He screamed like a butchered pig.

Zhong Jie covered the base of his leg, rolling and wailing, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt too much.

The three little girls looked at each other and let him roll in the snow, causing the snow to dent a few centimeters.

Tomoyo said angrily: "Get up."

"I'm sorry, put down that snowball." Zhong Jie lied down in the snow.

"You, you are acting like a rogue." She was so angry that she was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she threw the snowball away from the trash can.

The snowball fight has ended like a farce, and the next one is building a snowman.

Work together to build a snowman with a carrot nose and two black stones for eyes.

Because a snowman before the start of school in the spring is of commemorative significance, the five people invited passers-by to take a group photo with the snowman as the background.

Years later, when Tomoyo looked out the beautiful memories in his elementary school photo album, he always had a smile on his lips.