Evil Witch Saves the World

An'an Bai stood at the center of the foot of the bed, staring at the aged photograph above the headboard, completely frozen in place.

"Is this... another me?" This thought flashed through An'an Bai's mind, but she quickly shook her head, dismissing the idea.

"No... that's wrong, this person can't be me."

Looking at the buildings in the photograph, An'an Bai quickly realized it was taken in America, because behind the two young women were two tall twin towers that no longer existed. She had always stayed in this mansion and had never gone out, let alone appeared in such an old, yellowed photograph that was clearly taken long ago.

"Could it be Sister Yan?"

After ruling herself out, An'an Bai turned her thoughts to the maid sister who had always been by her side, because Yan also had white hair. Though her figure wasn't that of a young girl, people do grow up, don't they?

"Hmm... no, this person can't be Sister Yan either." When An'an Bai noticed that the white-haired girl had the same azure blue eyes as herself, not the red eyes like Sister Yan's, she eliminated that possibility as well.

After ruling out everyone she knew, An'an Bai became increasingly curious about this person who looked exactly like herself. Her body moved faster than her thoughts, and before she knew it, she had climbed onto the bed and reached the headboard.

"It shouldn't be a problem to just take down the photo and look at the back, right?"

An'an Bai thought silently to herself. She really wanted to know who this unfamiliar older sister was, and in her understanding, names were always written on the back of photographs. She would only need to take a quick look to learn the older sister's name.

Afterward, she could ask Sister Yan about this older sister's relationship with Xueruo Bai.

However, would her height be enough to reach it?

Looking at the photograph that was a head taller than herself, An'an Bai couldn't help but wonder, but as soon as she reached out her hand, she realized she had overthought it.@@novelbin@@

With her forcibly increased height and newly elongated fingers, she quickly took down the photograph.

If this had been her former self, with that seven-year-old loli figure, she definitely couldn't have reached it. But now she was different, having grown by more than ten centimeters.

This was the first time An'an Bai was grateful for this body that Xueruo Bai had modified. She excitedly placed the photograph on her snow-white thighs, eager to find out who this unfamiliar older sister was.

The moment she turned over the photograph to look, she froze once again.

There were indeed words on the back of the photograph, but not just names—there were also many photographs of various sizes hidden behind this large one.

First, what caught her eye were the two main characters in the photo. One was Xueruo Bai, whom An'an Bai recognized as the younger version of that bad woman in the photo.

The other young woman was called Yeye Bai—that was the name of the white-haired girl.

But by now, An'an Bai's thoughts were no longer on the names, as she had already been drawn to the other photographs.

At the very top, the first thing she saw was a photo of two young women. One wore unusual clothing with a large white hat and had a smiling face with white hair. Beside her was a black-haired young woman in a nun's outfit, looking shy. Behind them was a horse stable. Both appeared reserved and weren't touching each other.

An'an Bai quickly realized that the white-haired girl was the older sister called Yeye Bai, but the black-haired girl made An'an Bai silent for quite a while.

"No way? Is this Xueruo Bai?"

An'an Bai could hardly believe it. In her impression, Xueruo Bai's oval face, which usually maintained a smile, was unlikely to show such shy expressions—it would be good enough if she didn't instantly change to a cold expression.

It seems that Xueruo Bai was very happy with this white-haired older sister...

Continuing to look down, most were photos of the two together, with only a few individual portraits. The locations in these photos kept changing—first a dilapidated horse stable, then a wooden cabin in the forest, and later a small western-style house in the street.

The way they posed for photos also changed with the backgrounds. First, they were both afraid to touch each other, then the white-haired older sister began to place her hand on Xueruo Bai's hand, and later they were hugging each other directly, showing happy smiles.

The only constants were the white-haired older sister's doting smile and Xueruo Bai's shy blush.

The further down these photos went, the more An'an Bai felt that the relationship between these two people was becoming increasingly strange. Initially, she thought Xueruo Bai and this white-haired woman were just friends, but toward the end, the look in their eyes became more and more unusual.

This... could it be...?

Remembering that Xueruo Bai often watched movies about love between two girls, and disliked when she mentioned the word "father," An'an Bai suddenly had a suspicion.

And the final photograph at the bottom directly confirmed her guess.

Xueruo Bai wore a pure white wedding dress, while the white-haired older sister wore a black wedding dress, completely different from her usual white style. By this time, Xueruo Bai was already a head taller than the white-haired older sister, beginning to show a tall figure, but her demeanor was still that of the passive one.

The two embraced each other, fingers intertwined, lips pressed together, tasting the flavor of their beloved.

"Wow... I never thought that bad woman actually had someone she loved. I never heard about this from Sister Yan..."

At some point, An'an Bai had covered her eyes, though she was peeking through two separated fingers while exclaiming with a flushed face.

But soon, she realized a new problem.

"Wait, if Xueruo Bai loved this older sister, then how was I born?"

Could it be that someone had an affair? But seeing how deeply in love they were, that didn't seem likely...

Or perhaps she wasn't actually Xueruo Bai's biological daughter? But that DNA test also... no, Xueruo Bai was a witch, so perhaps she could even forge that.

Considering that Xueruo Bai could accelerate her growth and change her hair color, An'an Bai suddenly felt it wasn't impossible.

Of course, thinking about what witches could do, she had an even bolder idea.

Could witches also have that thing?

An'an Bai had never bathed with Xueruo Bai, nor had she dared to look at Xueruo Bai's unclothed lower body, so she didn't know.

But if it were true, then wouldn't it have been dangerous when she was stripped naked today and hugging Xueruo Bai like an octopus?

"Tsk... I won't think about that anymore," An'an Bai shook her head, not daring to think further, and started to consider other things, such as...

"Speaking of which, since Xueruo Bai and this older sister loved each other so much—no, since this older sister looks so much like me now, perhaps she's also my mother—since Xueruo Bai and my mother loved each other so much, why haven't I ever seen her?"

An'an Bai stroked the wedding photo, pondering. But just then, she inadvertently felt something being cut open from her fingertips.

Looking down, An'an Bai discovered that the wedding photo could actually be pulled open, and in the place that had been pulled open, a line of elegant handwriting appeared.

"To my deceased beloved wife—Yeye Bai, someday I will bring you back to this world, exactly as you were."

"Eh? So my mother died?" Although An'an Bai couldn't understand the word "deceased," she still guessed what had happened from the rest of the message.

"So, even witches have people they cannot protect?"

"You evil witch! Let me go! Otherwise, the Academy Principal will never let you all get away with this!"

Just as An'an Bai was finding it hard to believe that Xueruo Bai had also lost a loved one, Xueruo Bai had, at some point, returned to the mansion gates in her Rolls-Royce. This time, she was dragging a blue-haired young girl who was bound with vines.