"Sansa's Flight Diary"
"Sixty-eight sky docks in the north are waiting for you!" Sansa, a 14-year-old trainee witch, clenched the broom handle tightly, and the copper bell on the tail of the broom jingled with her excited movements. But when she actually landed in the steampunk city of New Kronos, she found that the sky here belonged to airships and mechanical wings - and her magic was disappearing day by day.
The black cat Noah licked his paws and sneered: "I told you that I should go to the Southern Islands to find dolphins as mounts." But Sansa stubbornly opened "Gear Dynamics" and pressed the lemon soap given by her mother into the barometer. When the city's clock towers were shut down due to her delivery error, the girl suddenly realized at an altitude of 200 meters: the so-called growth is not to choose magic or science, but to let the broom tail light draw its own trajectory in the steel forest.
Purpose: I promised to live independently but picked up an unknown creature. Is there something wrong?