The Workings of Sorcery

Yeah, a lot of things have pointed towards the direction of just staying with one-shots so that's what I'll end up doing. Hopefully they'll be decently long and an enjoyable read. Now that I'm done with the author's note, please enjoy the story!

For the convenience of the story, this will be set sometime in season 1 during the winter.

The winter was never a forgiving or merciful season. To be frank...it was the worst season and the season Ishigami Village dreaded the most. All who were capable were forced to hunt for as much food as they possibly could before the season's storms flooded through and inabled them from doing so later on. If they were unable to get enough to get enough food for all of its inhabitants before then, the hunters would be forced to go out in deadly conditions and get the food for everyone else. It wouldn't have been odd at all if a few lost their lives in their desperate attempt to survive.

That was something everyone expected to happen once more. What could a man such as Seku do to change a way of life anyway?...Apparently, more than anyone in Ishigami Village had ever been able to imagine. The glass jars were able to help preserve the meats more efficiently and lessen the amount of stress for those who had to hunt. That small contribution already changed so much...For so many it seemed like the winter would be just that much more manageable, but as many ways of life went, with one solution created, another obstacle shall arise.

With Senku as the new chief that sure came quick. At this point everyone struggled to bundle up and keep warm with the slow falling snow. For the moment it didn't seem to be too bad, but anyone who's lived in the area long enough knew how things could turn if you weren't careful. Of course with so much on everyone's plate, that didn't really cross their mind too often. Only those who had time to dwell on something such as the weather would even think of something that could actually become a game changer...for better or for worse.

"So we're running out of gold huh?"

A small sound of disappointment had left the current village chief's lips, his face twisting into a less than satisfied expression. That was the last thing they needed right now. Without the gold, they wouldn't be able to create their cell phones. And after they had gotten their hands on the tungsten too...

This revelation had come as soon as Suika and the elders had informed him of how they were beginning to run out of gold thread. He thought that more was being created from the cotton candy machine, but it seemed that Ginro failed to inform him of their lack of materials. When the blonde was questioned about this, he stated that he was going to tell them about it, but inevitably got side tracked by the temptation that was ramen.

"Of course it had to be Ginro." A feminine voice cut through Senku's thoughts, his eyebrow raising slightly as he faced the one who had spoken.

Kohaku seemed to be just as displeased about this situation as him, if not more since she was the next person that would go out to get the said materials. It was unfortunate that they had to put a hold on her training, but it seemed that even with Senku's contribution to everything, they would still be low on some sort of material.

"You're going out next lioness?"

As usual the green haired male held his usual smirk as Kohaku rolled her eyes, the girl still less than pleased with the nickname now associated with her. If Suika and the other villagers began to pick that up, she swore she would bury the individual in front of her six feet below.

Despite these thoughts, the girl obediently nodded her head in reply. "That I am...though I'm going to need someone to help identify what rocks to get."