It was just five days until the Ojamajos would leave Japan to start their world adventure. However, despite the excitement of the upcoming journey, the girls found themselves filled with anxiety. The prospect of exploring new countries was thrilling, but the unknowns loomed large in their minds.
Doremi and Pop couldn't stop worrying about their safety, the uncertainty of traveling to places they had never been before weighing heavily on their hearts. Doremi, always prone to imagining worst-case scenarios, fretted about losing her passport or getting separated from the others. Pop, despite her brave front, shared her sister's concerns, clutching a small notebook where she had already begun jotting down emergency contact numbers and important travel tips.
Hazuki, ever the planner, feared they might get lost in unfamiliar cities. She had spent hours researching maps and landmarks, carefully marking down each destination they would visit. Though her meticulous nature reassured the others, a small voice in the back of her mind wondered if her preparations would be enough.
Aiko was especially concerned about the customs and traditions they'd have to navigate—some of which they had never even heard of. The thought of accidentally offending someone by not understanding the local etiquette made her stomach churn, though she kept her worries hidden behind a cheerful smile.
Onpu, with her love of music, was both curious and anxious about whether her songs would resonate with audiences in other countries. Would people appreciate her music the way her fans in Japan did, or would the language barrier make it difficult to connect?
Momoko, always the one with a practical mindset, was nervous about the language barriers they might face. Though she had grown up in New York and could speak English fluently, she knew they would need to communicate in many different languages. Her collection of language dictionaries had already begun to pile up on her desk at Maho-Do.
Hana, so young and innocent, was simply unsure about traveling to places she'd only dreamed of. The excitement in her bright eyes was mixed with a hint of nervousness, clinging to her plush toy as if it would protect her from the unknown.
To prepare, the girls decided to visit a local library, hoping to learn more about the world that awaited them. The air inside was thick with the scent of old books and freshly printed pages. They wandered through the aisles, picking up books that would give them a sense of what to expect.
Doremi, Pop, and Hana were particularly drawn to a traveler's guidebook, excited to learn more about international travel. They sat together at a table, flipping through pages filled with vibrant photos of distant landscapes and bustling cities. Doremi traced her finger across images of the Eiffel Tower and the Great Wall of China, her imagination running wild with what they would see.
"Look, Pop-chan! They have cute souvenirs in Italy! Maybe we can buy some for our friends back home!" Doremi said, her eyes sparkling.
"And they have beautiful gardens in England! I want to see the flowers!" Pop chimed in, her worries temporarily forgotten.
Doremi felt a small surge of confidence seeing her sister's enthusiasm, but she still couldn't shake the feeling that they were venturing into something far bigger than they could imagine.
Doremi left Pop and Hana to continue browsing the guide and went in search of the others.
First, she spotted Momoko in a quiet corner, deeply focused on a book. The sunlight from the nearby window highlighted the golden streaks in her hair as she flipped through the pages.
"Momo-chan, are you learning how to speak French?" Doremi asked, noticing the thick language book in her hands.
"Oui, Doremi," Momoko replied with a smile, her eyes lighting up. "I'm learning to speak français. I thought it would be helpful since France will be one of our first stops."
"That's fantastic! You know, being able to speak different languages will be super helpful on this journey," Doremi said, her enthusiasm rising. "You might even make some new friends who will be impressed by your skills!"
Momoko's smile widened, the spark of confidence flickering in her eyes.
Next, Doremi moved on to Hazuki, who was carefully studying a map of Singapore in an atlas.
"What are you looking at, Hazuki-chan?" Doremi asked, intrigued by Hazuki's focused expression.
"I'm studying a map of Singapore," Hazuki replied, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "It's one of the places I've always dreamed of visiting. It's so beautiful—so modern yet steeped in history—and I can't wait to experience it firsthand."
"That's so exciting, Hazuki-chan! You'll be able to tell us all about it when we get there," Doremi said, offering a warm smile. "Keep exploring that atlas—you might stumble upon other places you'd love to visit!"
Doremi's next stop was Onpu, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, flipping through an encyclopedia about music.
"Doremi-chan, you won't believe what I'm reading!" Onpu said, her eyes wide with wonder. "There are so many different types of music from around the world. K-pop, throat singing, salsa, country music, jazz… It's all so fascinating! I want to learn about each style as we travel."
"Wow, Onpu-chan, that's amazing! Maybe you'll even compose songs inspired by all the different musical styles you discover!" Doremi said with admiration.
"That would be so wonderful! I hope I can do it!" Onpu replied, her face brightening.
Aiko then joined them, holding a magazine in her hands and looking extremely excited.
"Doremi, you won't believe what I found!" Aiko exclaimed. "I was reading about the Trooping the Colour parade in London. It's a celebration of the King's birthday! I can't wait to learn more about different customs and traditions from around the world. Who knows, I might even get to witness one of these amazing parades in person!"
"You'd love to see one of the most famous events in the world, huh, Ai-chan?" Doremi teased.
"Exactly!" Aiko grinned, clearly thrilled at the thought.
After they had all finished their reading, the Ojamajos gathered around to discuss their plans for the world tour. Their hearts were full of excitement and a little bit of nervousness, but they were ready for the adventure ahead.
When they exited the library and walked toward Maho-Do, they were surprised to find a large crowd gathered outside the shop. The customers weren't just there to buy dress-up items, jewelry, and other accessories—they had come to send the Ojamajos their well-wishes for the upcoming journey. The sight of the crowd filled the girls with a warm sense of gratitude and support.
"Everyone, we know you've heard about our world adventure, and we truly appreciate your kind words and support," Doremi said, her voice carrying across the crowd. "Maho-Do will remain open, but you may not see us here for a while. Our owner will be handling the work we usually do, but please understand that it might take a little longer. Thank you again for all your love and support!"
The crowd responded with a round of applause, the sound echoing in the air. The girls' anxieties began to melt away, replaced by a deep sense of purpose. They weren't just traveling for themselves—they were representing their hometown and the people who believed in them.
With renewed determination, the Ojamajos returned to Maho-Do to spend their remaining days preparing. They worked alongside their fairies, creating dress-up items, jewelry, and accessories to sell to their loyal customers. The day passed quickly, filled with both hard work and joy.
Though the road ahead was uncertain, one thing was clear—their journey was about to begin, and they would face it together, with hearts full of courage and friendship.
As the evening drew near, the Ojamajos headed home, their hearts full of anticipation for what lay ahead. The sky was painted in hues of deep purple and gold as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a soft glow over the town. A sense of excitement lingered in the air, mixed with the bittersweet feeling of leaving behind the familiar for something unknown. Meanwhile, Hana, ever the diligent caretaker of Maho-Do, made her way up to the upper floor, the quiet hum of the shop around her as she prepared to spend time with her friends. It wasn't much, but after the long day, a few moments of peace with those she cared for seemed like a treasure.
Later that night, Doremi and Pop sat at the dining table, enjoying their final dinner with their parents before embarking on the big adventure that awaited them. The warm light from the lanterns illuminated their faces as they spoke, the clinking of chopsticks the only sound beside their conversation.
"Mom, Dad, Aiko told us that her dad is going to call his co-workers to drive us to a hotel," Pop said, stirring her food absently as her thoughts drifted. The spoon in her hand clicked softly against the bowl, but her eyes were distant, already imagining what the next steps of the journey would bring.
"Yeah," Doremi added, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and a dash of nervousness. "Hazuki's family has already booked a hotel room for us to stay in before we depart from Japan. It'll give us a chance to rest and recharge before the long journey ahead. I can't wait to see what it's like!"
"Nice," Keisuke responded with a warm smile, his voice comforting and steady. "It sounds like you two will have plenty of time to get ready for the trip, and the hotel sounds like a perfect stopover."
Doremi nodded eagerly. "Once we get to our rooms, we'll make sure to double-check everything and get organized for the long trip ahead," she continued, her eyes practically sparkling with anticipation. "But hey, we might even do something fun at the hotel. We could play some games, check out the spa, or maybe eat at a fancy restaurant! It's not every day we get this kind of opportunity. This whole trip feels like a dream!"
Haruka, ever the practical one, raised an eyebrow as she placed her chopsticks down. "Since you're already in the news, you might see some journalists there," she warned, her voice steady but with a hint of concern. "Expect interviews and possibly even a press conference too. This adventure might turn out to be a lot more than just a vacation."
Doremi and Pop exchanged a quick glance, their smiles widening despite the subtle tension in the air. They knew it wouldn't all be fun and games, but for now, they just wanted to focus on the positive. "We're ready for whatever comes next," Doremi said, her voice filled with a mixture of courage and excitement. "But for now, we'll just enjoy the calm before the storm."
With their dinner finished, the two girls decided to take a walk outside. The night was just beginning to settle in, the air cool and crisp, with the soft rustle of leaves in the trees adding a peaceful soundtrack to the evening. They wandered into the garden, the twinkling lights of the house behind them, and looked up to the heavens, their faces bathed in the glow of the moon.
Doremi's gaze wandered upward, drawn to the stars above. "What do you think about the stars, Pop?" she asked, her voice filled with awe as she gazed at the distant lights twinkling like diamonds scattered across the sky. There was something mesmerizing about the night—something magical.
"They look so beautiful," Pop replied, her voice soft with wonder. Her eyes shone with admiration as she studied the stars. "Hey, look! The stars are starting to form… wait, are those constellations?"
Doremi squinted her eyes, narrowing her gaze as the stars above began to shift and twirl, slowly taking the shapes of different countries. The constellations weren't the ones they knew—these were new, unfamiliar, and yet, they felt oddly comforting.
"Wow! These aren't like the constellations we know," Doremi exclaimed, her voice full of excitement and curiosity. "They're showing all the countries around the world... almost like they're telling us that these places are ready for our visit, like they're welcoming us!"
Pop gasped, clutching her red, four-leaf-clover-shaped crystal ball as it began to glow softly in response to the celestial display. The magic seemed to hum through her fingers, and she raised the crystal ball to the sky, as if trying to capture the very essence of the stars.
Doremi, not to be outdone, pulled out her own pink, bean-shaped crystal ball, which was also starting to emit a soft, gentle light. Together, they held their orbs up toward the heavens, their hearts connected with the energy of the stars themselves. It was a moment of pure magic—of connection between the worlds above and the ones below.
In a nearby room, Hazuki was preparing for bed when she noticed the same constellations forming outside her window. The sight was so captivating that she stopped in her tracks, her breath catching in her throat as she gazed at the shimmering display. It was as if the universe was calling to her.
"Look at these splendid stars," Hazuki murmured, her voice almost reverent as she stared at the night sky. The constellations above seemed to pulse with life, a silent invitation to adventure. "This is truly a magical, starry night."
Inspired by the beauty of the moment, Hazuki reached for her orange, heart-shaped crystal ball, her fingers brushing against its smooth surface. She raised it toward the heavens, the crystal ball beginning to pulse gently in sync with the rhythm of the stars. The energy felt alive, flowing through her as if the magic of the world itself had aligned with this perfect moment.
At the Maho-Do, the tranquil night held a different magic. Hana, Majorika, and Lala stood together in the garden, gazing up at the heavens with wide eyes, their hearts filled with wonder. Hana, her hands clutching her crystal sphere, stared intently at the stars. Her bright eyes twinkled with curiosity, mirroring the lights in the sky above her.
"You know, Hana," Majorika said softly, her voice filled with a touch of nostalgia, "watching these stars always makes me think of the good old days. Majoruka and I used to stargaze together before going to bed. We'd always have milk and cookies as a snack—though we'd have to brush our teeth afterward, of course," she added with a gentle laugh, her eyes twinkling with the memory.
Lala, always the wise one, smiled gently at Hana and spoke with quiet authority. "As the future Witch Queen, it's important to understand the constellations. They're more than just pretty lights in the sky. They're connected to the magic of outer space, and understanding them will help you unlock a deeper power. Everything is connected, after all."
Hana tilted her head to one side, her tiny face scrunched in confusion. "Hana-chan understands, but Hana-chan doesn't see any regular constellations. These ones… they look like countries!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement as she pointed toward the sky.
Majorika and Lala exchanged a glance, both amused and charmed by Hana's innocent curiosity. "She's got a point," Majorika said with a grin, her tone full of warmth. There was something undeniably magical about the night—the way the stars seemed to speak to each of them in their own unique language. As they stood there together, surrounded by the soft hum of the night, they felt the deep, unspoken connection between them all, as though the stars themselves were binding them together in some cosmic bond.
Meanwhile, in Aiko's room, she sat by the window, her gaze fixed on the vast expanse of the night sky. The stars twinkled above her, each one casting a soft glow, like distant diamonds scattered across a velvety black canvas. Aiko found herself mesmerized, her thoughts drifting as the constellations above seemed to form shapes, mirroring the countries the Ojamajos were about to visit. Her heart fluttered with excitement. It was almost as if the stars themselves were speaking to her, whispering secrets of the adventures that awaited.
A smile crept across Aiko's face, her eyes sparkling with wonder.
"It seems like the stars want to talk to me about our travels," she murmured softly, her voice filled with a sense of magic and possibility. "Who knows what might happen next? What wonders lie beyond the horizon?"
With that thought, Aiko reached for the blue, diamond-shaped crystal ball on her desk. She held it up to the starlight, watching as it shimmered with an ethereal glow. Her fingers trembled slightly, excitement coursing through her as she marveled at the beauty of the moment.
"Perfect!" she exclaimed, a sense of accomplishment washing over her. The crystal ball felt like a key to something greater, something she was meant to discover.
At Onpu's house, the atmosphere was peaceful and serene. The moonlight streamed through her window, casting a soft, silvery glow across the room. Onpu sat by the sill, humming a quiet tune, her lips curling into a small smile as she gazed up at the night sky. There was a quiet magic to the stars, something that always made her feel connected to the world in ways she couldn't fully explain. Now, as she gazed upward, the stars seemed to call to her, just as they had called to Aiko.
A familiar melody formed in her mind—one she had often sung as a child. It was a gentle, whimsical tune, and she couldn't help but hum it softly to herself. The song about constellations seemed to float in the air, echoing her feelings of wonder:
"Constellations are so great to see,
They are wonderful on long nights.
Some are bright, some are dim,
Both are made of lots of stars.
Constellations are so great to see,
They are wonderful on long nights."
Her purple, teardrop-shaped crystal ball sparkled as it rested in her hands, catching the moonlight as she raised it toward the stars. The ball seemed to pulse with energy, resonating with the magic of the night. Onpu closed her eyes for a moment, letting the music fill her heart.
At the Maho-Do, the other Ojamajos were also enchanted by the sight of the stars above. Hana, Majorika, and Lala stood together, looking up at the celestial wonders in silence. Hana's bright eyes were wide with curiosity, her small hands clutching her crystal sphere, its soft glow flickering with an energy all its own.
"You know, Hana," Majorika mused, her voice a soft whisper as her gaze lingered on the stars. "Watching these stars reminds me of the good old days. Before I became the Witch Queen, I used to stargaze with my sister, Majoruka. We'd sit outside, sipping warm milk and nibbling on cookies, even though we'd always brush our teeth afterward," she added with a playful laugh, her voice filled with nostalgia.
Lala smiled gently, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. "As the future Witch Queen, you should learn about constellations, Hana. Understanding them will help you unlock the mysteries of magic. After all, everything in the universe is connected, and the stars hold ancient knowledge."
Hana tilted her head, looking up at the stars with a puzzled expression. "Hana-chan understands, but Hana-chan doesn't see any regular constellations. These constellations look like countries!" she exclaimed, her finger pointing eagerly toward the sky.
Majorika and Lala shared an amused glance, their laughter light and full of affection for Hana's innocence. But there was a deeper truth in what Hana had said. The night felt different, and the constellations above seemed to carry more meaning than they had before. There was a sense of connection, something magical and greater than the stars themselves.
As the night deepened, the Ojamajos retired to their beds, their bodies curled up in the warmth of their blankets. The soft hum of the night surrounded them like a lullaby, calming their thoughts as they drifted into peaceful slumber. But the night held more than sleep—it held a dream, a strange and mysterious one that would forever change their path.
In the dream, the Ojamajos stood together, but something was amiss. They were surrounded by a vast and impenetrable darkness, stretching endlessly in all directions. The air was heavy with an eerie stillness, and an unnatural chill clung to their skin. The emptiness felt suffocating, as if the void itself were alive, pressing in on them from every side.
"W-W-Where are we?" Doremi's voice trembled with uncertainty, her wide eyes darting around, searching for something familiar. But there was nothing, only the endless darkness that seemed to stretch forever.
"I dunno, Doremi," Momoko replied, her usual optimism faltering in the face of the oppressive void. "But we're in the middle of nowhere. There's... there's nothing around us."
"Like, I don't see anything at all," Onpu added quietly, her heart racing in her chest. She tried to steady her breathing, but the suffocating darkness made it hard to remain calm. "It's like we're stuck in an endless void."
Aiko, always the practical one, squinted into the darkness, looking for some clue or sign. Her mind raced, searching for answers. "Maybe if there's someone or something around, we can wave to them for help," she suggested, her voice filled with hope despite the uncertainty.
"Hana-chan doesn't understand," Hana murmured, clutching her arms around herself, trying to seek comfort in the vast emptiness. "It's so big… so empty. Is it just me, or does everyone feel this?"
Suddenly, Hazuki's sharp eyes caught something in the distance. Tiny flickers of light appeared, faint but unmistakable. The stars, though distant, began to twinkle in the vast darkness, offering a sense of hope, a reminder that even in the deepest void, there could be light.
"Everyone! Look up!" Hazuki exclaimed, her voice urgent.
The Ojamajos looked up, their eyes widening in awe as they saw the stars shining brightly against the inky backdrop of the void. They twinkled with an intensity that felt magical, their soft glow offering a sense of calm in the midst of the unsettling emptiness.
Just then, a soft "ding" echoed through the dreamscape, and their Sekai Touch Calls vibrated in their pockets. They reached for their phones, each receiving an incoming message from an unknown sender:
Doremi… Hazuki… Aiko… Onpu… Momoko… Hana… Pop…
U R the only light that can find these mystical things. U who have stumbled upon this dream, please find them.
Aiko was the first to react, her fingers flying across the screen as she quickly typed a reply.
But why?
It didn't take long for a reply to come through:
These things will unite the 2 Earths into 1. They represent the past, the present, and the future. Once u collect them all, bring them to my successor.
The Ojamajos exchanged uncertain glances. This was no ordinary dream. This was a calling—something far greater than they could have ever imagined.
Curiosity swelled inside Onpu as she tapped her screen, sending a message of her own:
Who r you?
The response was swift:
I am Majotreasure lol
Doremi's eyes widened in recognition as she typed her next question:
Majotreasure… were u really the Queen before?
A pause lingered before the reply came:
Yes. I was Queen before Majotourbillon. When she was very young, she wanted to be a world explorer after reading books about history, language, and geography… just like u.
Momoko's mind raced, and she quickly sent a message:
Majotreasure, she did travel around the world to document artifacts in her book!
I am very proud of her ^_^
Hana, ever curious, asked another question:
Hana-chan wants to know if the Witch Queen ever tried to collect the artifacts.
The reply was tinged with sadness:
She and Majotourbillon tried twice, but they were unable to find them all due to wars and other world problems. :(
Hazuki, always the reassuring presence, felt a strong sense of responsibility. She wanted to offer Majotreasure some comfort. With a determined smile, she typed:
*Don't worry, Majotreasure. We'll be safe. ;) *
The warmth in Majotreasure's response was palpable, even through the digital screen:
OK, good luck! xoxoxo
Pop, who had been silent up until now, sent one final message to wrap up the conversation:
We must sleep now. We'll talk to you again after we collect them all.
Just before the dream began to fade, Majotreasure's final message appeared:
Goodnight! Sleep well! zzzz
As the dream world dissolved into the distance, the Ojamajos felt a deep sense of purpose settle within their hearts. The darkness around them melted away, replaced by a soft, peaceful sleep. They now knew their mission: to collect the mystical items, and to bring them to the successor in order to unite the two Earths. They were ready for whatever the future held.
And with that, the Ojamajos slept soundly, their hearts full of determination as they drifted deeper into the embrace of slumber.
The next morning, the Ojamajos hurried to the Maho-Do, eager to check on Hana, Majorika, and Lala. As they approached the familiar building, they were met with an unusual sight. Their classmates—Chikara, Genki (who had recently been discharged from the hospital), the Hattori Five, Hiramatsu, Karen, Karin, Kenji Iizuka (Kenta's little brother), Ayumi, and Natsumi (who, like Genki, had also been discharged)—stood in neat formation outside, all wearing expectant expressions as they listened intently to Majorika.
"Alright, everyone! You are here for a very special and important task!" Majorika announced, her voice firm yet filled with a kind of contagious excitement. She stood at the front, her usual mischievous grin replaced with a determined expression.
Kotake raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms in a slightly defensive stance. "Why did you invite us?" he asked, clearly trying to hide his curiosity behind a skeptical tone.
Tamaki tilted her head, her expression skeptical. "Yeah… we've seen you before, but weren't you, like, a weird little frog or… something green?" she asked, recalling their past encounters with Majorika.
Majorika cleared her throat dramatically, brushing her cloak with a flourish. "That was then, and this is now," she said with a wink. "In four days, your friends will be leaving Japan to explore the world, search for fellow Ojamajos and Ojamahotsukais, and uncover magical artifacts. You have been chosen to keep track of them, to guide them when needed, and help them on their journey. Because of this, you will become Ojamajos and Ojamahotsukais yourselves."
Gasps and murmurs spread among the group. Some looked confused, others excited, and a few exchanged nervous glances, clearly unsure of what to expect.
"We have Taps for you," Lala added, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm as she held up a small, glowing device. "These will serve as proof of your identity as apprentice witches and wizards. You'll carry them with you, and they'll help you learn and grow into your new roles."
Before anyone could react, the doors to the Maho-Do swung open again. The FLAT4, looking more serious than ever, strode in, each carrying the heavy end of a massive crate. They carefully set it down with a dull thud, the sheer weight evident despite their controlled movements.
"This is a very special exam," Akatsuki explained, adjusting his glasses and giving the group a stern look. "If you pass, you will become full-fledged witches or wizards, all while still maintaining your human lives and identities."
Fujio took a step forward, moving with precision as he pried the lid open. The room was immediately filled with a soft magical hum as ninety shimmering Taps floated out of the crate in an organized formation, glowing like stars in the dim light.
"I will call your names in alphabetical order. Please form a line," Tooru instructed in his usual composed manner.
Their classmates quickly shuffled into position, their excitement barely contained. Some exchanged whispers, others stood at attention, eager for what was to come. As they did, Majorhythm inspecting their order with a meticulous eye.
"Rhythm-chan, what are you doing here?" Doremi asked, her eyes widening at the unexpected sight of the young witch (whom they had met before) who had appeared out of nowhere.
Majorhythm grinned mischievously. "I was assigned as a supervisor for your friends and the people you've met before," she said proudly. "My job is to ensure this worldwide experience goes perfectly."
"Oh, okay," Doremi nodded, still processing everything as she watched the fairies interact with the group.
Nearby, Hazuki turned to Masaru, who stood with his arms crossed, his face unreadable. "Masaru-kun, are you nervous about becoming a wizard?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
"Not really," Masaru replied with a shrug, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of excitement. "I was just surprised to be invited... by an orange fairy."
"That's my fairy, Rere!" Hazuki giggled, pointing to her floating companion, a small and energetic orange fairy who had been with her for as long as she could remember.
Meanwhile, Sora clenched his fists with excitement. "I can't wait to fly on my own broom!" he said eagerly, his eyes practically sparkling.
"Uh, actually…" Onpu corrected, her lips curling into a small smirk. "Wizards fly on carpets, not brooms."
Sora blinked, his excitement deflating slightly. "Right…" he muttered, looking a little embarrassed.
As the Ojamajos moved down the line, they noticed how eager their classmates were to receive their Taps. The room hummed with nervous energy.
"I really want to become a magical doctor," Masato declared confidently, his eyes filled with determination as he stood tall.
"My body is ready!" Mutsumi shouted enthusiastically, dropping to the ground and starting to do push-ups, much to the amusement of those around her.
Keiko, however, seemed lost in thought. "I don't know what a Tap is, but I'm curious… Is it some kind of device?" she asked, a thoughtful frown tugging at her lips.
Among the crowd, Pop observed everything with quiet excitement. She barely noticed when her friend Kumiko approached, a wide grin on her face.
"Pop!" Kumiko called out, waving as she ran over. "Looks like witches aren't so scary after all!"
"I told you," Pop said with a small, knowing smile, her gaze turning back toward the growing line of eager students.
Just then, Pop's gaze landed on someone unexpected, and she gasped. A familiar boy stood at the back of the crowd—Kimitaka. He had moved to Hokkaido, and she hadn't expected to see him here. Without hesitation, she ran toward him and wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug.
"Kimitaka, welcome back!" she beamed. "How's Hokkaido? Did you learn anything cool?"
"It's been great!" Kimitaka replied, his voice warm and full of enthusiasm. "I've learned a lot about life there, and I even studied the Ainu language and culture. It was really eye-opening. And now I want to become a wizard so I can practice Ainu shamanism."
Pop's eyes sparkled. "Witches and wizards are more than just shamans—they're people like you and me," she said earnestly. "Oh! And while you were away in Hokkaido, Ayumi took your seat in your honor."
Ayumi stepped forward with a welcoming smile and extended her hand. "Hi, Kimitaka. I'm Ayumi. It's nice to meet you! From now on, I'll be one of your friends."
Kimitaka shook her hand with a grateful nod. "Thanks. It's good to meet you too."
Meanwhile, the fairies fluttered around, chatting animatedly with the Ojamajos and their classmates.
"We wrote letters while you were sleeping," Dodo explained proudly to the group. "Then we sent them to the mailboxes of your friends. As we mentioned before, we wrote that the witches and wizards are very friendly! If your friends were to meet them and react negatively, they would turn into frogs and lizards, respectively."
The Ojamajos looked at each other in surprise. It seemed like the fairies had already been busy preparing their friends for this new adventure.
"Right now, they're lined up to get their Taps, and they're learning how to be apprentices," Dodo continued. "Most of them are probably studying geography and history right now, preparing for what lies ahead."
Doremi couldn't help but smile at the thought of their classmates and friends becoming part of this magical world. "Looks like our classmates and friends might actually view witches and wizards in a positive light… THANKS, EVERYONE!" she turned to the fairies and gave them an appreciative nod.
After the Taps were distributed, a surprising new addition was made to the Maho-Do—an operations control center. With its sleek magical screens and enchanted maps, it was designed to monitor the Ojamajos' journey around the world. The room buzzed with energy as everyone prepared for the adventure ahead.
Excitement filled the air. A new chapter—at least, for the Ojamajos' friends—was about to begin, and the world was about to open up in ways they'd never imagined.
The Ojamajos guided their friends—now apprentice witches and wizards—through the grand, awe-inspiring operations control center. This was by far the largest room the Maho-Do had ever seen, and it buzzed with the hum of magic and technology. The air was thick with anticipation as glowing screens illuminated the space, each one displaying intricate maps that shimmered with enchanted symbols. Crystal orbs floated gracefully throughout the room, each showing live feeds of distant lands, giving everyone a glimpse into the far-flung corners of the world. From forests to bustling cities, the Ojamajos would soon visit them all.
The steady pulse of magical energy blended with the soft beeping of advanced tracking systems, creating an atmosphere of focused excitement. This was not just a control room; it was the very heart of their world tour preparations. The screens and orbs would allow their friends—especially their classmates—to stay connected with the Ojamajos as they embarked on their journey around the world.
Doremi stood at the center of the room, a feeling of pride swelling within her as she surveyed her gathered friends. Her eyes sparkled with gratitude, and she inhaled deeply, preparing to speak. "Everyone, we want to thank you for becoming our new witch and wizard apprentices," she said, her voice warm and full of sincerity. "You know, we'd be so lonely on our travels without your support, but thanks to all of you, we'll be able to communicate no matter where we go." She smiled, her hands clasped in front of her. "With all your help, our adventure will be even more special."
Momoko, standing beside her, nodded enthusiastically. "Exactly! Even if we get homesick, you'll still be here to support us," she added with a reassuring smile. "And I know someone special in New York City—her name's Beth. You're going to meet her soon on a video call! She's been waiting to say hello. Plus, the control room has a magical translator that'll help, although my friends in America are pretty good with Japanese already!"
"That's amazing!" one of their classmates, a bright-eyed girl named Reiko, exclaimed. "So we can talk to people from all over the world, no matter where they are?"
"Exactly!" Onpu said, her violet eyes twinkling with excitement as she leaned forward. "We'll be able to share experiences and make connections everywhere we go. And if you ever need a break from all the work here, the Witch World is always there for you to explore. There's so much to see!" Her voice was filled with the promise of adventure and discovery.
Hazuki clasped her hands together, her usual calm demeanor a reassuring presence in the room. "We've also made sure you'll be comfortable while you're supporting us," she said, smiling at her friends. "There are beds here if you ever need a little rest, and if you ever feel like going home for a while, that's always an option too. Just let us know—we want everyone to feel at home here."
Aiko, always one to bring a burst of energy to any situation, clapped her hands together eagerly. "And guess what? We even have a cafeteria! Kanae, Susumu, Takeshi, Kazuya, and Aya will be in charge of the food, and they've promised to cook up all kinds of delicious meals. We might even get dishes inspired by the countries we visit! So, get ready to taste some amazing flavors from around the world!"
"And since the control room works a lot like the ones in airports," Momoko continued, her voice upbeat, "Sora will be helping out, since he loves planes and knows everything about aviation. He'll make sure our travels run smoothly." She grinned at Sora, who gave a confident thumbs-up in response.
"Meanwhile," she continued, "Hajime will handle the train travel side of things. He's got the best maps, and he'll track us every step of the way." Hajime waved at the group, ready for the challenge.
"That's right!" Sora chimed in, standing tall. "I'll make sure everything runs smoothly on your travels, no matter where we go!"
Pop, who had been quietly observing the interaction, stepped forward to add her part to the discussion. "And everyone has been assigned special tasks to help out in different areas," she explained, her gentle voice full of purpose. "Shimakura will handle the photos, capturing every important moment of our journey. Itoko will keep our families updated so they know we're safe and sound. Junji will be documenting the cultures and customs we encounter, and Yoko will focus on recording information about nature and new technologies we come across."
She paused, ensuring everyone was paying attention before continuing. "Masayoshi will oversee security, keeping an eye on our safety while we explore. Natsumi and Nobuaki will take charge of researching religious traditions, while Takuro will document any new music styles we discover along the way. As for sports and physical activities, Ichiro, Karin, Naomi, Dai, Mutsumi, Kotaro, and Keiko will be taking notes on the athletic cultures of each country."
The Ojamajos beamed at the many roles their classmates would take on, and Hana spoke next, her voice soft but firm. "Nobuko and Miho will be responsible for researching and documenting any magical artifacts we find, compiling everything into an updated encyclopedia for the future."
She turned toward two more students, her expression warm. "Nanako will focus on the fauna we encounter during our travels, and Mariana will handle all things related to flora and fungi. Finally, Masato will be on hand to provide medical support and ensure everyone stays in good health."
Doremi smiled proudly, clearly moved by the dedication of her friends. "And now for something a little more fun!" she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yuji, Yukata, Jun, Kenji, and Toyokazu will be our official cheerleaders. They'll keep everyone's spirits high, no matter how tough things get!"
"That's right!" Yuji said with a grin, his hands already in the air. "We'll keep the energy up for sure!"
Doremi's eyes twinkled as she turned to the next group of students. "Kotake, Masaru, Tamaki, and Kimitaka will be working closely with Majorhythm, our experienced witch, to take the lead on several magical projects."
Majorhythm, a tall and graceful witch with long silver hair, nodded approvingly. "Once your world adventure is complete," she said, her voice rich with wisdom, "Sachiko will compile everything into a full-length documentary! All the photos, videos, and information will be transformed into a beautiful record of your journey." She gave a gentle smile. "And as for the rest of you, your roles are just as important. Support them with everything you've got!"
"Yes, we will!" the new apprentice witches and wizards responded in unison, their voices filled with enthusiasm and determination.
Kotake pumped his fist into the air, a grin spreading across his face. "Let's give three cheers to our friends who are about to set off on this incredible adventure!"
"Hip! Hip! Hooray! Hip! Hip! Hooray! Hip! Hip! Hooray!" The room erupted in cheer, their voices echoing through the magical room, each cheer louder than the last.
Doremi wiped away a tear of happiness, her heart swelling with joy. "Thank you, everyone! This means so much to us." She paused for a moment, before her smile widened. "Now, let's celebrate! Who's ready for a party?"
The cheers started up again, this time louder and more joyous than before. The atmosphere shifted, and soon the room was filled with laughter and music. They feasted on chips, cake, and drinks, while magical decorations swirled around them, casting sparkling lights across the room. Live musicians from the Witch World played lively, energetic tunes, and Onpu, true to her idol roots, joined in to sing a beautiful song. Her voice was like a spell, filling the room with magic and joy.
As the celebration continued into the night, the friends danced and sang together, creating memories that would last a lifetime. Eventually, the festivities began to wind down, and everyone pitched in to help clean up the operations control center and the Maho-Do itself. They tidied up the control rooms, wiped down the kitchen counters, made the beds neat again, and organized the magical wares on the shelves. It was a group effort, and the spirit of teamwork made it feel like a fun and meaningful task.
Once everything was in order, the Ojamajos turned to their friends. "Rest well, everyone," Doremi said, her voice soft but full of anticipation. "We have five days left before we leave, so let's make them count!"
With that, the group exchanged hugs and goodbyes before heading home, their hearts brimming with excitement and the promise of the incredible adventures that awaited them in the days ahead.
It is midnight, and the countdown to their departure from Misora has begun—four days remain. The world around them seems to hold its breath as the night stretches infinitely above, a vast expanse of twinkling stars shimmering in the sky. The girls, each with their own dreams and hopes, prepare to leave their homes and step into the unknown, beginning their incredible journey around the world. The clock ticks down, but there's still time to soak in the moments that bind them to this place, to these people they hold dear.
At Aiko's house, the calm of the night is broken only by the gentle hum of crickets singing outside her window. She stirs awake, eyes fluttering open to meet the quiet darkness of her room. The excitement of the upcoming journey bubbles up within her chest, but she remains composed, taking a deep breath of the cool night air as she stretches her arms above her head. Slipping out of bed, she moves through the routine of getting ready, each motion deliberate and calming. She showers, brushes her teeth, and chooses clothes comfortable for the trip ahead—nothing too fancy, just practical for the long journey that lies before her.
In the living room, the soft glow of a lamp casts a warm light over her mother and grandfather, who are waiting for her. The scene feels almost timeless—her family, still holding onto the present, while she prepares to step into the future. She approaches them, a small smile tugging at her lips, but her eyes are misted with the quiet understanding of the gravity of the moment.
"Mom, Grandpa, I'm heading to the hotel now," Aiko says, trying to keep the tremble of emotion from her voice. "This is it—four days from now, we'll be flying out to see the world. Wish me luck and safe travels!"
Her mother, Atsuko, stands up and wraps her arms around Aiko in a tight, reassuring hug. "Good luck, Aiko. Make the most of this adventure. The world is waiting for you."
Her grandfather, Souichi, steps forward with a tender expression, gently patting her head before pulling her into a warm embrace. "Remember, stay kind and be brave. The world is big, but so is your heart. You'll be just fine."
Aiko's heart swells with emotion as she pulls away from the embrace, smiling softly. Just then, Kouji, her father, steps into the living room with a proud grin on his face.
"Aiko, five of my colleagues are taking your friends to the hotel, but I insisted on driving you myself. After all, you're my beloved daughter," he says, his voice full of warmth.
Aiko chuckles, her spirits lifting. "You know what they say—a father's love is just one drive away."
Kouji laughs and motions toward the door. "That's right. Now, let's get going before we miss our window!"
With a final wave to her mother and grandfather, Aiko steps outside. The chill of the night air is refreshing as she slides into the passenger seat of the waiting taxi, casting one last glance at her home. As the taxi pulls away, she sees Atsuko and Souichi standing at the doorstep, waving until the car disappears down the street.
At Hazuki's house, the night is quiet, the kind of calm before the storm of excitement that comes with new beginnings. Hazuki stirs in bed, reaching for her glasses instinctively before pushing them onto her nose. The scent of lavender still lingers in the air from her bubble bath, calming and comforting. After quickly freshening up, she picks up her violin, her fingers brushing the cool surface of the strings. She plays one last time in the quiet of the night, a soft, enchanting melody that fills the house with a gentle magic. The piece is both a farewell and a promise—to remember the world and all its beauty.
When she finishes, the silence that follows is filled with emotion. Hazuki's parents and Baya, her older sister, are waiting for her in the living room, their eyes bright with pride.
"That was beautiful, Hazuki," Reiko says softly, her voice full of admiration. "I hope you have great success on your journey."
"The world is full of stories waiting to be discovered," Baya adds, her tone filled with encouragement. "Go share your own."
Hazuki smiles, her heart full of gratitude as she gently places her violin back into its case. A honk outside signals the arrival of the taxi.
She nods toward her family, "I won't let you down."
As she steps outside, the taxi driver rolls down his window. "Are you Hazuki?" he asks with a friendly smile.
"Yes, that's me," she replies, her heart skipping a beat as she realizes her adventure is truly beginning.
"Your friend's dad assigned me to take you to the hotel. Ready to go?"
Hazuki nods, taking a deep breath as she sets off. With one last glance at her parents and Baya, she steps into the taxi, leaving behind the only home she's ever known.
At Onpu's house, the morning begins with an infectious energy. Onpu hums a melody as she wakes up, already in high spirits. The excitement of the adventure ahead dances in her eyes as she steps into the shower, twirling in the steam as she imagines all the things she'll see. After she finishes getting dressed, she steps into the living room, where she finds her mother, Miho, waiting. At the same time, she's video chatting with her dad, Tsuyoshi, who flashes a teasing grin from the screen.
"Mom, Dad, I'm off on my world tour," Onpu announces, her voice bright and confident. "I'll keep you updated as often as I can!"
"That's my girl," Miho beams with pride. "You've got this, Onpu."
Tsuyoshi's smirk is teasing but full of affection. "And when you get back, I'll take you and your friends on a train ride across Japan. Well, except Okinawa—you'll need a ferry or a plane for that one."
Onpu laughs, shaking her head. "I know, Dad. I won't forget."
The taxi honks outside, and Onpu waves to her mom, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before stepping out. As she exits, she's greeted by a surprised taxi driver who can hardly contain his excitement.
"Onpu Segawa?! OH MY GOSH! Can you sign my album?! I'll drive you for free!" he nearly squeals.
Onpu chuckles, signing the album with grace and a smile. "Here you go."
The driver grins ear to ear. "You're the best! Hop in!"
With a final wave to her mom, Onpu climbs into the taxi, which drives off into the night, the world waiting for her.
At Momoko's house, she wakes up with the same feeling of anticipation, the thought of seeing Beth in America fueling her every move. She showers quickly, dressing in her signature style—cute and practical, ready for whatever adventures the world might throw her way. She steps into the living room, where her parents are waiting.
"I'm ready to go now," she announces.
Minori smiles, her eyes filled with pride. "I'm very, very proud of you, Momoko."
Kenzou, always the adventurer himself, nods. "When you reach New York, tell Beth and your other friends we say hi, okay?"
"I will!" Momoko replies in English, her excitement evident.
The taxi driver is already waiting outside, grinning as he sees her approach. "Good morning, Momoko! Ready for your adventure?"
"Heck yeah!" she exclaims in English, her voice full of energy.
The driver laughs, raising his fist in the air. "That's the spirit! Let's go!"
Momoko hops into the taxi, the car speeding off toward the hotel, taking her one step closer to the next chapter of her journey.
At the Maho-Do, Hana stirred in her bed, her eyes fluttering open as a wave of excitement washed over her. Her heart raced as she remembered: today was the day! Her journey around the world was about to begin, and it felt like the start of something truly magical. The thought of exploring distant lands, meeting new people, and experiencing different cultures filled her with uncontainable joy.
Springing out of bed with the energy of a bouncing ball, she dashed to the bathroom, her feet barely touching the ground. The cool water from her refreshing bath relaxed her, but her mind was already far away, imagining all the marvelous places she would soon explore. As she brushed her teeth, her lips curved into a smile, and she couldn't help but hum a cheerful tune. The sweet melody echoed through the room, and her heart swelled with dreams of what was to come.
Once dressed in her most comfortable travel clothes, Hana hurried downstairs to the shop's selling area. She could barely contain her excitement. But as soon as she entered, the sight before her made her pause in awe—a scene of warmth and camaraderie that took her breath away. Majorika, Lala, and the fairies (Dodo, Rere, Mimi, Roro, Nini, Toto, and Fafa), Pao, and all her friends from school were there, gathered together with bright smiles and heartfelt wishes, ready to send her off with all their love and support.
"Hey, Hana! I just want to wish you the very best!" Kotake called out, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm. She waved her hand in a friendly gesture, and Hana couldn't help but grin in return.
"Thanks, Kotake! Hana will have lots of fun!" she replied, her heart soaring with joy.
Sachiko, who had always been a steady presence in her life, stepped forward with a thoughtful look in her eyes. She held out a neatly packed bag, carefully wrapped with love and care. "Hana, will you please give these to Marianne and Kelsey when you arrive in Canada? Thanks," she asked, her voice soft yet full of meaning.
Curious, Hana peeked inside the bag and saw golden momiji tempuras, their crisp, delicate batter glistening with a golden hue. She took one out and took a bite, savoring the unique flavor that combined both sweetness and a light, leafy freshness. "Mmmm… sweet and leafy. Hana loves it! Did you make them?" she asked, her eyes lighting up.
"Yes, I did," Sachiko replied with a proud smile. "It's a recipe passed down from my grandparents. They learned it from the momiji tempura sellers in Kyoto. My cousins in Toronto have never tried them before, so I'd love for you to share this taste of home with them."
"How interesting. Alright, Hana will deliver them safely!" Hana promised, gently placing the bag into her Magical Luggage. Her heart swelled with a sense of responsibility. She would carry a piece of home with her and share it with the world.
Just then, Erika's voice rang out, sharp and urgent. "Hana! You forgot something!"
Tamaki, ever the efficient one, hurried over, holding out an important-looking document. "It's your Sekai Passport!" he said, offering it with a serious yet caring expression.
Hana gasped in realization and gratefully snatched the passport. "Thanks, Tamaki! Hana almost left without it!" she exclaimed, relieved not to have made such a rookie mistake.
Kaori, who had always been the thoughtful friend, stepped forward with a small but sturdy camera in her hands. "Hana, I'll lend you my camera! You can't travel without taking photos!" she said, her eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and nostalgia.
Hana's eyes sparkled too as she accepted the camera with both hands. "Oh, thank you! Hana will take many pictures!" she promised, her heart brimming with excitement.
As she carefully secured the camera in her Magical Luggage, she felt a gentle pat on her shoulder. Turning around, she was met with Masaru's warm, supportive expression.
"Hana, do your best and make Japan proud," he said, his voice filled with quiet encouragement.
Hana nodded, her expression firm and determined. "Hana will!" she replied, her confidence growing with each word.
With one last look at her friends and mentors, Hana waved enthusiastically. "Bye, everyone! Please keep track of us during our travels!"
"You too!" they all shouted in unison, their voices ringing with affection.
Hana turned, her heart full of warmth, and stepped out of the Maho-Do. The sun was shining brightly, casting a golden glow on the bustling streets of the city. Outside, a taxi was waiting, its engine humming softly. As she approached, the driver rolled down his window with a welcoming smile.
"Hello, young lady. I heard you want to travel the world, right?" he asked, his voice warm and friendly.
"Yes!" Hana replied eagerly, her eyes wide with excitement.
"Alright, let's go!" the driver said, gesturing toward the road ahead.
Hana climbed into the taxi, feeling the familiar sensation of the world moving beneath her feet as they drove away from the Maho-Do. With every mile that passed, her anticipation grew. This was it—the adventure of a lifetime was about to begin.
Meanwhile, at the Harukaze household, the morning was just as lively. Doremi and Pop had woken up with an undeniable sense of excitement. It was as if the very air around them crackled with energy. They took a bath together, splashing around and laughing as they brainstormed all the incredible things they could do on their world adventure. Their laughter filled the house with warmth.
After brushing their teeth and getting dressed, the two sisters made their way downstairs, their hearts light with anticipation. But as they entered the living room, they were met with a delightful surprise.
"POP! DOREMI!" a familiar voice called. It was Kimitaka, standing alongside all of Pop's friends. "Your parents invited us to wish you good luck!"
Doremi and Pop's eyes widened in surprise and delight. The room filled with the sound of laughter, and their friends gathered around them with loving smiles.
"Alright, everyone, hands together!" Kumiko shouted, extending her right arm as the others followed suit.
"Come on, Doremi and Pop! Don't you want to join us?" Rie encouraged, her voice teasing but full of affection.
"We need to cheer you on properly!" Sayaka added with a mischievous grin.
Doremi and Pop exchanged a glance before nodding. With hearts full of joy, they stepped forward and extended their arms in unison.
"Three cheers for the Harukaze sisters, Doremi and Pop!" Misaki declared enthusiastically.
"Hip, hip—!"
"Hooray!" everyone cheered, raising their arms up and down in perfect harmony.
"Hip, hip—!"
"Hooray!"
"Hip, hip—!"
"Hooray!"
As the cheers subsided, Haruka stepped forward, her face beaming with pride. "I'm so proud of you, Doremi and Pop," she said softly, her voice filled with emotion.
Keisuke nodded in agreement, his expression full of quiet pride. "Looks like you two are ready to carry the torch of world travelers. You might be gone for a while, but we'll still keep an eye on you through social media. In the meantime, we'll be working on shunkei painting like your grandfather did—only this time, we're designing a world map."
"That's right. Don't worry about us," Haruka reassured them, her voice warm and steady. "We'll keep in touch while you're gone."
Doremi and Pop smiled, their hearts swelling with love for their parents, but before they could respond, the honking of a car horn broke the moment.
"Well, looks like it's time to go," Doremi said, her voice a little shaky with emotion.
"Can we have one last hug?" Pop asked, her voice trembling, her eyes already brimming with tears.
Without hesitation, the two sisters embraced their parents tightly. The world around them seemed to fade as they held each other, savoring the warmth and love of their family. Tears of joy welled up in their eyes as they whispered their final goodbyes.
After a few moments, they wiped their tears and took a deep breath, their hearts filled with both sadness and excitement. "Mom, Dad, we won't let you down," Doremi promised, her voice steady.
"We'll do our best!" Pop added, her voice full of determination.
"Awww…" Pop's friends cooed, their eyes shining with emotion.
Keisuke and Haruka gave them a thumbs-up, their faces full of love and pride. "We know you will."
"Goodbye, everyone! Goodbye, Mom! Goodbye, Dad!" Doremi and Pop called as they waved one last time.
With one final, lingering look at their parents, they stepped outside and walked toward the waiting taxi. As they approached, they noticed the driver was deeply engrossed in a book.
Doremi knocked on the window. "Excuse me?"
The driver jumped in surprise, his eyes widening as he quickly rolled down the window. "Oh! Sorry about that! I got distracted reading a book!"
Pop leaned over, trying to read the title. "Is that… Ring by Koji Suzuki?"
The driver chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah! It's a classic. Anyway, where to?"
"We need to get to the hotel where our friends are meeting up," Doremi explained, her eyes twinkling with excitement.
"Yep! We're going to be like Indiana Jones!" Pop added, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
The driver laughed, clearly amused. "I can't believe you and your friends are traveling alone at such a young age! Well, hop in! I'll get you there safely."
Doremi and Pop climbed into the taxi, and with a gentle pull forward, the car rolled down the road. As their journey officially began, the six taxis carrying the Ojamajos cruised toward the hotel, their occupants gazing up at the stars above, wonder and anticipation filling their hearts. What wonders awaited them on this grand adventure?
As the six taxis continued on their route to the hotel, the Ojamajos gazed up at the twinkling stars, their eyes wide with excitement. The city skyline, stretching out before them, glowed with a mysterious, foreign energy. What surprises and marvels awaited them in this faraway place? The girls could hardly contain their anticipation, each one silently wondering what they would discover next.
Moments later, the Ojamajos arrived at their destination: the prestigious Misora Grand Hotel. Standing tall and majestic against the backdrop of the city skyline, its gleaming exterior shimmered under the glow of the evening lights. The entrance, flanked by imposing marble columns, seemed to invite all who approached into a world of sophistication and luxury. As they stepped out of their taxis, the lavish sight of golden chandeliers hanging from the lobby ceiling and the tall, gleaming glass windows reflecting the streetlights left the girls momentarily breathless. The rich red carpet stretched out before them, seeming to beckon them forward, as if signaling the start of an exciting new chapter in their journey.
"Well, here we are, Aiko!" said Souichi, slowing the taxi to a stop just in front of the grand entrance. He glanced over at his daughter, his eyes filled with pride. "It's time for me to drop you off. Are you ready for this?"
Aiko inhaled deeply, her fingers nervously tightening around the straps of her bag. The moment had arrived, and the weight of it all was beginning to sink in. But as she looked at her dad, she squared her shoulders and gave him a confident nod. "I am ready," she said, her voice steady and determined.
Souichi smiled warmly, the love and support in his eyes unmistakable. With a smooth motion, he guided the taxi up to the curb, bringing it to a halt. Aiko leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her dad's cheek, her heart swelling with a mix of gratitude and affection. Her words came out almost instinctively. "Thanks, Dad. I'll make you proud."
"See ya, Dad!" she shouted cheerfully, stepping out of the taxi. Souichi honked the horn lightly in response, the sound of it echoing in the cool night air like a playful farewell. He waved back, a proud father letting go of his daughter to pursue her own path.
Next, Hana's taxi arrived with a joyful screech of the tires. The lively blonde practically bounced out of the car, her bright, radiant smile lighting up her face.
"Hana thanks you!" she chirped, bowing deeply at the waist, her hands clasped in front of her.
The driver chuckled, clearly charmed by her exuberance. "You're welcome, young lady. Enjoy your stay!" he said with a friendly wink.
Hana gave him one last wave before hopping over to join Aiko, her energy infectious as always. The two girls exchanged excited grins, their hearts full of anticipation for what was to come.
Momoko's taxi pulled up soon after, and with a graceful and composed air, she emerged from the vehicle. She adjusted her designer sunglasses, exuding the confidence and poise of someone used to the spotlight.
"Thanks for this amazing ride!" she said, her voice carrying a melody of polite warmth as she turned toward her driver, speaking in flawless English.
The driver gave her a thumbs-up, his face lighting up with a wide grin. "No problem! Have a great trip!" he called out, his voice fading as she walked away.
Momoko smiled back, a small but elegant wave punctuating her gratitude, before adjusting her bag and heading toward her waiting friends.
As the girls gathered, Onpu's taxi rolled up next. With the same poise and charm that had made her a star, Onpu stepped out, flipping her long lavender-colored hair over her shoulder with a flourish.
"Thank you, and please look forward to my future works!" she said dramatically, offering a wink to her driver, who chuckled at her playful demeanor.
The driver grinned, clearly entertained. "Got it! Keep dazzling the world!" he called out with a thumbs-up.
Onpu giggled, her laugh light and musical, before waving and sauntering over to join the rest of the group, her aura of confidence leaving a trail of admiration behind her.
Hazuki's taxi arrived just after, and she exited with the same grace that had always defined her. The evening air was cool, and she adjusted her sleek coat, walking with quiet elegance toward the others.
"Alright, enjoy your stay and good luck on your travels!" the driver called out kindly, his voice laced with a gentle warmth.
"To you too!" Hazuki replied with a polite bow, offering a quiet, composed smile. She waved a final goodbye before turning to join her friends, the girls now gathered in front of the hotel entrance.
Last but certainly not least, the Harukaze sisters arrived, and their taxi came to a stop in front of the grand hotel. As they stepped out, the driver leaned toward them with a playful but serious expression, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief.
"I have some advice for you both: Never let Japan down!" he said with a wink, tapping their shoulders for emphasis before straightening up.
Doremi and Pop looked at each other, their eyes locking with a mixture of confusion and determination, but they quickly flashed broad, confident smiles.
"We will!" they declared together, their voices filled with a shared sense of determination.
With all of them now gathered together, the girls exchanged excited looks as they watched the taxis drive off into the distance, the realization of their grand adventure hitting them like a rush of adrenaline. Their hearts raced with excitement, the night air charged with the promise of what was to come.
"Now that we're all here in front of the hotel, we absolutely have to take a selfie!" Onpu declared, already holding up her Sekai Touch Call, ready to capture the moment.
"Sure!" Doremi cheered, eagerly stepping into the frame, her excitement bubbling over.
"Alright, everyone! Say 'Cheese!'" Onpu instructed, lining up the shot perfectly with her usual precision.
"CHEESE!" the Ojamajos exclaimed in unison, their voices ringing out with joy as the camera clicked, capturing their first official moment together at the Misora Grand Hotel.
Laughter and chatter filled the air as they crowded around the screen to admire the photo. The energy between them was infectious, and a sense of unity settled over the group. Then, with a shared sense of determination, Doremi clapped her hands together, her eyes sparkling.
"Come on, everyone! Let's go inside!" she cheered, her voice full of excitement.
Moments later, the Ojamajos arrived at their destination: the prestigious Misora Grand Hotel. Its grand exterior shimmered under the city lights, the golden glow reflecting off the glass windows, making it appear almost ethereal. The lavish entrance greeted them like an open embrace, with its towering glass doors framed by gleaming golden chandeliers that sparkled in the night. A plush red carpet stretched from the entrance, leading them inside, where the allure of luxury and endless possibilities seemed to whisper on the evening breeze.
"Well, here we are, Aiko!" said Souichi, slowing down the taxi in front of the entrance, his voice filled with a touch of pride. "It's time for me to drop you off. Are you ready?"
Aiko took a deep breath, her fingers lightly gripping her bag straps, feeling the weight of both excitement and nerves. "I am ready," she said, her voice steady, but her heart raced with anticipation. She gave her dad a confident nod, her thoughts already on the adventure that awaited inside.
Souichi smiled proudly, a twinkle of affection in his eyes, before pulling up to the curb. Aiko leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, the warmth of the gesture making her heart swell with gratitude. "Thank you for everything, Dad," she whispered, her voice soft but sincere.
"See ya, Dad!" she shouted, her voice bright as she stepped out of the taxi, her enthusiasm bubbling over. She waved enthusiastically, and Souichi honked the taxi horn in response, a warm and playful farewell that made Aiko's heart flutter.
Next, Hana's taxi pulled up, and the lively blonde practically bounced out of the car, her bright smile infectious.
"Hana thanks you!" she chirped, bowing slightly as she turned to the driver, her voice full of energy.
Her taxi driver chuckled, clearly amused by her exuberance. "You're welcome, young lady. Enjoy your stay."
Hana waved excitedly before skipping over to join Aiko, her bright energy lighting up the night.
Then came Momoko, who stepped out of her taxi with an elegant grace, the soft rustle of her outfit blending with the sounds of the city. She turned to her driver, giving him a radiant smile.
"Thanks for this amazing ride!" she said in fluent English, her tone as smooth as the words.
"No problem! Have a great trip!" the driver replied with a thumbs-up, clearly impressed by her poise.
Momoko waved back before adjusting her bag and heading toward her friends, her movements graceful and purposeful.
Afterwards, Onpu arrived, her lavender-colored hair shining under the lights as she elegantly stepped out of her taxi, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. With a playful flick of her hair, she turned to her driver, flashing him a wink.
"Thank you, and please look forward to my future works!" she said with her trademark flair, already embodying the persona of a rising star.
Her taxi driver grinned broadly, clearly charmed by her confidence. "Got it! Keep dazzling the world!"
Onpu giggled, a light, melodic sound, before waving and striding off toward the group, her presence captivating and poised.
Hazuki was next, emerging from her taxi with her usual calm and grace. Her movements were deliberate, and she seemed perfectly at ease in the grand setting.
"Alright, enjoy your stay and good luck on your travels!" her driver said kindly, a warm smile on his face.
"To you too!" Hazuki replied, bowing politely before making her way over to the others, her composed demeanor never faltering.
Last but not least, the Harukaze sisters arrived. As they stepped out of the taxi, their driver leaned toward them with a playful, yet firm expression.
"I have some advice for you both: Never let Japan down!" he said, tapping their shoulders for emphasis, his voice lighthearted but serious.
Doremi and Pop exchanged a look, their expressions filled with determination. With a synchronized smile, they raised their hands and declared, "We will!" Their voices rang with a sense of purpose that made the moment feel even more monumental.
The girls all gathered together, the soft hum of the city around them, as the taxis departed into the night. The realization of their grand adventure truly hit them now, and for a moment, they all stood in awe of the journey ahead.
"Now that we're all here in front of the hotel, we must take a selfie!" Onpu declared, already holding up her Sekai Touch Call, her face lit up with excitement.
"Sure!" Doremi cheered, eagerly stepping into the frame, her usual energy bubbling up in waves.
"Alright, everyone! Say 'Cheese!'" Onpu instructed, her voice full of playful command as she positioned the camera.
"CHEESE!" the Ojamajos exclaimed in unison, their voices ringing out as the camera clicked, capturing the first of many memories to come at the Misora Grand Hotel.
The girls exchanged eager smiles, their excitement palpable, each of them ready to dive into the adventure that awaited them inside the magnificent hotel.
As they entered, they were met with a wave of applause and cheers from the hotel's guests and staff, their arrival seemingly a grand event in itself. The grand lobby was breathtaking—a massive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling like a sparkling star, casting a gentle glow over everything. The marble floors gleamed under the soft lighting, while elegant decor exuded luxury and sophistication at every turn.
"Good evening, young ladies! Welcome to the Misora Grand Hotel. How may I assist you today?" the receptionist greeted with a professional yet warm smile, her voice smooth and welcoming.
"Hi! We've booked a room for seven guests for a four-day stay," Doremi said, her voice chipper as she handed over the necessary documents with a sense of pride.
The receptionist nodded, taking the paperwork with an efficient motion, then began processing their check-in. As they waited, the Ojamajos found ways to pass the time, some pulling out their Nintendo Switches and diving into games like Super Smash Bros., Pokémon Scarlet and Violet, and Super Mario Party Jamboree, their laughter filling the air. Others tuned into anime like Digimon and PreCure, or caught up on dramas such as Alice in Borderland and First Love on the Sekai Touch Tablet.
Meanwhile, Doremi and Pop rummaged through their magical luggage, retrieving their regular phones, ready for any situation.
"It's a good thing we brought our backup phones, Pop," Doremi mused with a grin, tapping the screen to check the battery.
"That's right," Pop replied, adjusting her glasses. "If the Sekai Touch Calls run out of battery and need charging, these will come in handy."
A moment later, the receptionist returned with a delighted expression. "Alright! Here are your keys. Enjoy your stay!" she said, handing them over with a flourish.
"Thanks!" Doremi grinned widely, feeling a surge of excitement. "Alright, let's go!"
The Ojamajos made their way to their room, their footsteps light with anticipation. As soon as they stepped inside, their jaws dropped in collective awe. The room was the definition of luxury—three large, plush beds piled high with soft, inviting pillows, a state-of-the-art flat-screen TV mounted on the wall, a beautifully furnished dining area with sleek chairs and a polished table, and a minibar stocked with a tempting array of refreshments. The bathroom was a masterpiece, with marble countertops and gleaming fixtures, while the stunning patio outside offered a mesmerizing view of the sparkling Misora shores.
"Wow! It looks beautiful!" the Ojamajos exclaimed in unison, their eyes wide with wonder.
Hana wasted no time diving onto one of the beds, a satisfied hum escaping her lips as she sank into the softness. "This room has three beds that are so, so comfy!"
"A flat-screen TV with channels and streaming. Nice!" Onpu said, already flipping through the channels, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she found a show to settle into.
"We also have a patio, and I can see the moon," Hazuki added, stepping toward the sliding glass door, her voice soft as she admired the serene view.
"The bathroom looks so nice and clean," Momoko noted, running her fingers along the edge of the sink, clearly appreciating the immaculate details.
"I'm definitely going to enjoy the food here!" Aiko grinned, her voice laced with excitement as she explored the dining area, imagining all the delicious meals that awaited them.
Doremi placed her hands on her hips, her gaze taking in the room with an approving nod. "Overall, this room is a solid 5 stars out of 5. Love it," she declared, her voice full of satisfaction.
Pop gasped as her eyes fell on something unexpected on the nearby table. "...And look, the hotel staff just sent us gifts!" she said, her voice full of surprise.
The girls eagerly gathered around as Doremi read the accompanying note aloud:
"Dear girls, we heard that you are traveling the world. Considering how long this trip is, we've prepared these gifts for you. - Management"
Curious and excited, they unwrapped the gifts to find a map, a book about each country, amenity kits, headsets, and toiletries—everything they needed for their long journey.
"These gifts are fantastic!" Doremi exclaimed, her voice full of gratitude. "We should thank the management when we check out."
Momoko let out a yawn, stretching her arms overhead. "Shall we go to sleep?"
Doremi stretched her own arms, letting out a satisfied sigh. "It's early in the morning, so we should get some rest until sunrise. Goodnight, everyone!"
"Goodnight!" the others echoed as they climbed into their beds—Aiko and Momoko sharing one, Hazuki and Onpu another, and Doremi, Hana, and Pop in the middle.
As the soft lull of sleep began to pull at their eyelids, the excitement of their journey lingered in the air. Their stay at the hotel was just the beginning of an unforgettable adventure that they would cherish forever.