Otaku Witch

It's a pity that on most days, this upperclasswoman hardly shows her human form, always appearing as a hat or behind a mask. And her Merry Maker nature really leaves one at a loss for words. However, just out of the bath, she was unexpectedly quiet.

Her black hair, as dark as the night sky, was draped casually behind her, creating a stark contrast with the white silk bathrobe she wore. And when not playing the role of a Merry Maker, she embodied the stature of the Future Fourth King; the noble demeanor and upbringing was etched deep into her bones. Every move she made was so graceful and pure, as if she were a lady from an ink painting stepping out into reality.

Unfortunately, this impeccable image didn't last more than three seconds before she ran over to Dorothy's side, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of Ice Dragon Milk, beginning to glug it down.

After all, she was always Dorothy's hat, and the Homebody Witch couldn't hide any snacks from her.

As for lastly...

Dorothy turned her gaze to Sophia, who was quietly grooming the feathers on her Wings at the end.

The Pure White Witch seldomly showed her wings on ordinary days; however, being as hygienic as she was, she would certainly reveal and tend to her wings if she bathed or soaked in the hot springs. At this moment, the Angel Witch was holding a specially made small brush, gently sweeping her six sacred and glowing pure white wings.

Perhaps this private time was a rare moment of relaxation for Sophia, the perfect Student Council President. Only during such moments could she completely let her guard down and remove the mask she wore daily, revealing her true self.

The Homebody Witch looked at her neat-freak roommate, who was projecting a natural smile and focusing intently on grooming her feathers, and for a moment, she was somewhat captivated.

After all, the Pure White Witch looked truly beautiful at that moment, and the scene was exceptionally lovely.

Dorothy in her previous life had fantasized a lot about Angels, such wondrous creatures. Sadly, after being reincarnated, she found that real Angels were indeed ferocious, shattering her idealistic filter completely. But now, Sophia completely fulfilled the Homebody Witch's fantasies about Angels.

Unfortunately, it appeared that Dorothy's gaze was too obvious, as the Angel Witch across from her seemed to notice. She lifted her head, and their eyes met. The Pure White Witch tilted her head, and a tuft of her hair formed a question mark.

What are you staring at, Miss?

Dorothy read Sophia's meaning, causing her to unexpectedly blush and then she turned her head away.

Hmph, not looking then, not looking. Who cares anyway? It's not like you're prettier than I am.

The Homebody Witch thought arrogantly to herself.

"Dinner's ready."

She waved her hand, placing the well-prepared sea dragon feast on a rustic wooden dining table nearby, and then called out to everyone.

The perfectly cooked Dragon Meat emitted an especially tempting aroma. There were roasted golden skewers, tender and fresh sashimi, a rich and fragrant Dragon Bone soup, and also those chewy and crisp Dragon Meat balls...

"Yay..."

"Cheers to Senior."

"Thank you for the effort, Little Fairy."

"Thanks for the hospitality, Miss."

Faced with such a feast, even these four Genius Witches couldn't maintain their composure. They quickly and obediently took their seats and eagerly grabbed their eating utensils.

Today was a good day, which made Dorothy quite happy. This kind of wonderful everyday life was what she had always strived for. She took out a bottle of her own vintage homemade fruit wine from her private collection and poured for everyone.

"Family, how about we toast to our Guild? I'll start. I wish that from now on, every day can be as joyful as today," she proposed.

"Then I wish that our future Guild will thrive in business," Senior Mia was the first to follow with a toast.

"Then I wish for us all to have the courage to always move forward bravely," Little Fox mustered her courage and raised her glass.

"Then I wish for everyone to always be healthy and never lost," Senior Fanny thought for a moment and then lifted her glass.

Lastly, Sophia hesitated for a moment but still raised her hand.

"Then I wish for us all to find true freedom."

...During the Witch's Dinner...