Translation
The Heart of Venedia
wouldn’t stand in the way if there was a fight. The Yamanaka brooded uncertainly and put her index finger on her lower lip.
“Hmm, I don't know.” “I'll be able to do some magic by then, please,” she pleaded. Ino looked up, interested.
“Can you do magic?” Grinning, the brown-haired nodded.
"Yup, but I'm only going to the guild this year, because you are only allowed to go there from the age of 10." Vera said proudly and pointed to herself.
“And I'm already so old!” “So? And what can you conjure up?” “Watch out.” Vera came softly, who quickly scurried to a drawer and took out a spoon.
"Mama mustn't find out about it, because you can't just do magic in houses if you haven't had any experience." She whispered and put the spoon on the table in front of Ino. The Yamanaka looked at the whole thing with a bit of skepticism and said a bit uncertain: "Isn't that a bit too dangerous if something happens, since you are still a beginner?" The addressee shook her head with a grin.
"Don't worry. I've practiced this method for at least the hundredth time and nothing went wrong in the last two attempts." "Huh, and the other 98 attempts ?!" The blue-eyed woman couldn't believe it. Even so she was a bit afraid of magic and now the brown-haired one was experimenting right in front of her nose. But she just grinned in embarrassment.
"Well they went a little wrong, but it wasn't that bad." She mumbled quickly and concentrated on the spoon again.
“If you don't want this to go wrong.” Ino groaned and watched what the girl did. And since. The Yamanaka stared silently at the spoon and did not want to believe what she saw.
"Y-this thing is really floating. How did you do that?" Ino burst out and got up from his chair at first out of fear and yet gradually more and more with enthusiasm. Vera smiled at her and screwed up one eye."Practice makes perfect, that's what a friend of mine always says. You have to keep an eye on the object that you want to move, then collect magic and direct it to the object." The brown-haired explained soberly, but Ino didn't understand anything. Somehow depressing, she thought, when a 10-year-old was a lot ahead in some things than a young lady like her. Groaning, she let herself fall back on the chair and looked at the floating object.
"Put magic in .." she muttered to herself.
"And how do I collect my magic? Just like chakra?" "Chakra?" Vera looked astonished at Ino, who was now sitting at her height. Shaking her head, the blonde waved her off. How did she get the idea of asking a magician about chakra? She clearly had to be confused. Probably because of those flying spoons, which now flew silently to the drawer and disappeared into it. Or was it the tiredness that she slowly received more and more? But one question had been on her tongue the whole time that absolutely wanted to be put into words. She wanted to know more about this great festival that was celebrated and honored every year.The Carnival.