flowers, redheads, paper and hair

This is pretty obvious hair. ......, you\'ll recognize it right away.\" Dakinira plucks up a lock of hair from the garbage bag and wraps it in a tissue. About a pinch of wavy red hair. \'God is a woman\'s lifeline, I know they say,......, but I don\'t remember there being such a teaching. Dakinira is also a priestess, so she is somewhat familiar with other sects. I think I heard something like that from my friend, Takizawa, the Eastern Dragon. There were other hairs with suspicious magic circles on them, but since Dakinira is neither a sage nor a magician, I don\'t know the details. Maybe, but I have a feeling that it was not something that Sylvia or any other magician would use, in a big way. The hair was in the box with such paper. It\'s not that I don\'t feel some kind of artifice. And there it was. I\'d like to take out the trash. Brona, a new instructor of body art, came into the garbage collection point. She said, \"Oh, my beautiful teacher, I\'ll take you in. She was a tall, beautiful elf woman in a leather jacket. She has a rather masculine manner of speaking and a low voice, but it fits her perfectly. Dakinira welcomes him with a sly smile. The beautiful teacher has an ugly face. Of course, it is Bronto, who has infiltrated the place dressed as a woman. Dakinira is one of Brona\'s birth parents. Brona was sniffling and her eyes were watering. She was sniffling and her eyes were moist. Shall I apply a healing?\" As a priestess of the God of Fortune, Dakinira could heal a cold in no time. Don\'t do it. Don\'t worry about it. I\'ll talk to the salamander and you\'ll be all right in no time. Brona replied with a sniffle to Dakinira\'s concern. Brona is not able to use the spirit magic \"Restore Health\". It\'s no wonder. The Spirit of Life answers only to female spirit users. The fact that a cleaning lady is a priestess of the God of Fortune is unnatural, and it would be bad to be discovered. So, yes, let me know if it gets too hard. ......, So, here it is: .......\" Dakinira then held out a piece of tissue paper. Brona had originally come to the garbage collection point to exchange information. Oh, thank you.\" Brona accepted the tissue paper and held it to his nose. \"Oh, wait a minute... ・・・・・.\" \"Oh, wow! What is this?　What is this? Bronto, who was about to blow his nose before he could stop himself, returned to his element and exclaimed. A wavy bundle of red hair peeked through the gap.