"… And we lived happily ever after." A child's voice rang out.
It was a male's voice, but the childish tone almost made him sound like a girl.
"The end." This time, a girl spoke.
Her voice was a little more mature than the boy's. Perhaps because she was three years older than him.
Still, they were only five and eight years old respectively.
In their hand was a storybook they were reading. It was apparently a novel that had been written by their father, and it was called "Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar."
This book had easily become their favorite over the years, and they couldn't count how many times they had read it already.
Their father was good at many things, and writing a very interesting book was one of those things.
"Should we read it again?" The boy turned to his sister with a bright smile.
His pure white hair gently swayed as his golden eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Sadly, we can't. We have to prepare…"