Author's note

Double update cause I might not be able to update for about two weeks. Enjoy! Please support this story.

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"Hi, Sunny-ajumma!" said the princess.

"There she goes," Sunny thought. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me ajumma?! I am your teacher. You should respect me." She started nagging.

But Nayeon ignored her. "Why are we practising here? We can practise in the classroom."

"You'll know soon.... well, let's start from the basics, shall we? Melt that ice, Princess." Sunny said, waving her wand as  she froze the lawn.

"What? Why are we going back to the basics? I'm not a beginner." Nayeon pouted.

"Stop pouting and save the grasses."

"Why should I? You are the one who froze them!!"

"You are lucky that you are a princess. Or else...." Sunny glared at her.

"Okay. Okay. Step back. This is a piece of cake. Here I go!"

Nayeon waved her wand, producing a flame. But she didn't see anything like fire. She looked around, searching the flame she made. Then she saw Sunny extinguishing the fire on a very shocked Sooyoung who was choking on her hamburger.

"Uh-oh..."

Sunny sighed. " Why don't you focus on what you are doing, Princess? And this isn't the first time you made such a mistake."

"Why don't we skip the class and go to the wizard city?" Nayeon suggested, trying to divert Sunny's attention.

Sooyoung was shocked again." You can't go there again, Princess. If I recall correctly, you burned a building to ashes last time you went there!"

"That's why we are going in disguise. If they don't know that I am the princess, we'll be fine. We are going to wizard city now. And I am not asking for permission. I'm giving a command."

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Meanwhile in the human world,

Jeongyeon woke up early in the morning. She did not have any work. Because she felt bored, she was thinking about her favourite magician, A.D. Jeongyeon loved magic. She didn't know why. A.D was a female magician. No one knew her real name and face. She always wore a mask. Her magic was so cool. Being a magician was Jeongyeon's childhood dream. But she lacked talent for that. So, she inherited the Yoo corporation from her father.

Becoming the youngest CEO of the Yoo corp, what she received was fame. Everyone knew her and whatever she did always made headlines.

Suddenly, her phone rang, cutting her from her thoughts. It was her mother. She thought for a while whether to take the call or not. She decided to take it anyway.

"Nae, omma."

"Jeongyeon-ah, I heard that you are free today. Can you come over for a while? Chaeyoung has been wanting to see you."

Jeongyeon sighed," I can't come, omma. Ask her what she wants. I'll send money to buy it."

"Yoo Jeongyeon, she is your daughter. Buying her things and being beside her is completely different."

"I'm sorry, omma. You know what happened and what feelings I have for her."

"Jeongyeon-ah, it has been eight years. Yes, you lost Momo. Do you want to lose Chaeyoung, too? Don't blame on Chaeyoung. This isn't her fault. And she needs you, too."

"I don't know, omma. Whenever I see her, the thought that she is the reason I lost Momo keeps playing in my mind."

"Think again, dear. You aren't the only one hurting. You should rest. I'll hang up now."

Before she hang up, she heard Chaeyoung's voice.

"Halmoni, is that omma? I want to talk to her."

But Jeongyeon ended the call.

"Whenever I see your face, whenever I hear your voice, the hurt keeps hunting me. And I hate it. I tried to accept you. I really did. But I can't, Chaeyoung-ah."

Jeongyeon was lost in her thoughts. Again, her phone rang. It was also from her mother. She took the call but said nothing.

"We can't find Chaeyoung anywhere! She's lost, Jeongyeon-ah!!" Her mother sounded very worried.

Jeongyeon thought her mother said it to get her there. "Omma, that doesn't work for me. I heard her voice earlier.

"I am not acting, Yoo Jeongyeon. How can you say this?" She could feel her mother's anger. Her mother hang up.

'Is she really lost?' Jeongyeon thought. 'How can it be? She must be taking a walk. Besides, how far will a six-year-old child be able to walk?'

Jeongyeon's phone rang for the third time that day. She was becoming more and more irritated. Nevertheless, she took the call.

"Oppa, waeyo?"

"You have to come to the office. Hur