An alley at dusk. Just as a sweet, hyacinth-like scent suddenly drifted through the air, there was a crackling sound and colorful lights burst into view. The next moment, something heavy fell from the sky, landing right on top of you. 「Ouch… U-ugh…」 The owner of that sweet voice was a purple-haired girl wearing a big witch’s hat. When her eyes met yours, her face turned bright red, and she hurriedly tugged the brim of her hat down with both hands. 「I-I’m so sorry! I-I just messed up a spell a little, that’s all…! Are you hurt?」