Otaku Witch

"In any case, what I like is a girl who can become part of my family,"

Dorothy finally concluded.

After her remark, the Homebody Witch heaved a sigh of relief. She noticed that there was no reaction from the True Word Contract and smirked.

Heh, even the most perfect contracts are still inanimate objects, bound to have loopholes. It's no wonder I'm the most cunning one around. This time, everything I said was the truth.

After all, Senior only asked what kind of girl I like, she didn't ask who my favorite girl is.

So besides myself, who I like the most, naturally, I like these good sisters around me.

If it weren't true affection, this introverted homebody with social anxiety wouldn't make friends with others, right? Although this affection is just on the level of friendship, isn't the liking between friends still a form of liking?

Yep, I definitely didn't lie.

But then again, when it comes to the type of girl I'd like in a romantic way, what type do I like again?

The Homebody Witch thought for a moment, then her face went blank. She shook her head and decided not to think too hard about it.

After all, as someone who had been single for two lifetimes without ever dating, she didn't have a clue about love—this question really hit her knowledge blind spot.

"Is this even an acceptable answer?"

Feeling played, Senior Mia was clearly unhappy with the answer, and she glared at the Homebody Witch in reproach.

"Exactly, Senior Sister, that answer was too crafty of you."

Audrey, who had been hoping to get a sense of Senior Sister's preferences as a reference for her own sister, also puffed up her cheeks in frustration, her Fox Doll overhead protesting with tiny fists.

"I don't care, I answered anyway. Let's continue, I refuse to believe I can't win today."

Facing such accusations, Dorothy could neither argue a good defense nor muster a strong front. She quickly grabbed the dice and prayed silently for good luck before rolling them.

And then...

"emmmm..."

Looking at the bright red dot on the table, everyone fell silent.

"Damn, what's up with this crappy dice, is this how you treat your creator?"

The Homebody Witch's eyes were red with anger as she fought the urge to crush the damned dice with her fist, her normally pale and tender arm now tensed with muscles bulging, significantly more robust than before.

"Calm down, calm down, Dorothy. You can't blame the tools for poor performance,"

On her forehead, the Masked Senior Sister extended two cute, pinkish tentacles and one of them pressed against the Homebody Witch, who was close to exploding, while the other snatched away the dice.

However...

Tsk, three dots. Might as well destroy this crappy dice.

Senior Fanny's gaze also turned dangerous. She had never suffered such an indignity before. As The Fourth King, shouldn't she win every round?

But then the Angel Witch picked up the dice, and after rolling a five, her expression remained calm.

Next was Miss Moon Rabbit Sidwell, who unfortunately rolled a four.

"Yay, I won."

Perhaps the Nine-Tailed Fox really had some auspicious function, as Audrey once again rolled a six, much to the chagrin of Mia, who rolled a final two.

"Alright, I accept the bet and admit defeat, Audrey, you may ask your question."

Dorothy had also calmed down slightly by this time, believing she had found a loophole in the True Word Contract; she wasn't too flustered, but she still looked kindly at her White Eye Fox Junior, secretly holding a grudge.

This junior was no good, she'd better not fall into her hands tonight, or else she would do this, followed by that...

Meanwhile, Audrey suddenly read a tremendous amount of terrifying desires from her senior's expression; desires so horrifying that even the Little Fox, long accustomed to the dark side of human nature, turned pale.

After all, to lock her in a cage and then place a heap of delicacies just outside, to look but not to taste, or to dismantle her beloved dolls one by one in front of her, or even...

Sister, are you really the Dragon Witch, and not the Demon Witch?

The poor Little Fox was shivering in fear.

Still, even so, she had to ask the question; it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it was probably something only her senior could answer. Despite having turned pale from fright, Audrey still mustered the courage to command the dolls to speak.

"Senior, I'd like to ask you to teach me how to win someone's heart."

Dorothy: "..."

The Homebody Witch couldn't help but wonder if she had misheard, what kind of question was her silly junior asking? Winning someone's heart, with her looks, wasn't it just a matter of lifting a finger?

Looking at Audrey's beauty that could make fish sink and birds fall, Dorothy thought her silly junior needed to take a good look in the mirror and gain some self-awareness.

And besides, why was she being asked such a question? I mean, how would I know how to win someone's heart, Audrey? Are you mistaken about something concerning me?

"No, not at all, Senior. I don't want her to like me just for my looks."

Audrey defended herself, her face flushed with embarrassment, while looking at her senior's bewildered eyes.

"I want to learn the skill of winning hearts that does not rely on looks, like you, Senior."

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The Little Fox looked expectantly at her senior opposite her.

Despite now knowing her senior's beauty even surpassed her own, before this revelation, her senior had always maintained an unseen presence; yet even so, Senior Mia, her own sister, and the Student Council President, among other exceptional witches, had all been captivated by her, to the point where, had she not already had someone she cherished, she might have fallen for her senior as well.

This charm was even more ingenious than her family's ancestral Art of Charm. After all, her family's Charm Spell mostly needed beauty as a medium to work, yet her senior's charm was just outrageous, and that's what Audrey wanted to learn.

If her senior had been able to win Senior Mia's heart through the Magic Network without even meeting her, then if she mastered her senior's skill, couldn't she make that dense fan who only saw her as a sister see the light?

That's what the Little Fox thought.

And upon hearing the question, Dorothy perked up. Although she really didn't know any techniques for winning hearts, that didn't stop her from sniffing out a juicy chance.

"Yo-ho-ho, Audrey, I didn't expect you to be smitten! Come on, tell your senior who it is? Is it someone from the academy? Don't worry, your senior will help you out. We're going to nail this."

The Homebody Witch pounded her chest, guaranteeing success like this.

Just like when guys hang out and someone mentions they have a crush, everyone suddenly turns into a love guru doling out advice, each sounding like an expert; but when you ask these so-called gurus about their own love lives, most have zero experience – they're all armchair strategists in the art of love.

Though Dorothy was a singleton for two lifetimes, as a homebody, she hadn't missed out on romance series or love games. While she lacked practical experience, that didn't hinder her from having sound theoretical knowledge. Even if the true Love Guru stood before her, they would have to bow down and become her disciple after just one conversation.

Heh, bring it on, my dear junior, with the Unfeeling Strategist Senior at your protection, your path to romance will surely be smooth sailing.@@novelbin@@

The skies cleared, the rain stopped, and the Homebody Witch was completely fired up.

...Dorothy watched amusedly...