"I Became a Witch, but Now Everyone's in Love with Me!"

Chapter 60: Jiang Cha's Inescapable Fate
 
Following Moore's advice, Jiang Cha...
Had absolutely no intention of going to the Battle Club anytime soon.

It wasn't rebellion. She just understood a certain type of person very well. When someone suddenly gives you a suggestion that sounds extremely reasonable, you'd better stop and consider whether there’s a trap hidden underneath.
More importantly, Jiang Cha had no pressing need to hone her combat skills at the moment.
Her strength had grown substantially in the past few days, yes—but her fighting style hadn’t changed in essence. She hadn’t learned any new magic, only made modest improvements to the techniques she was already developing.
She didn’t need guidance.
What she needed was rest.
But not everything in life can be avoided just because you want to.

“Hey, isn’t this Xiao Jiang Cha? Back so early. Why not take a few extra days while you’ve got the break?”
Carol’s tone was casual, but Jiang Cha noticed that she was standing directly in front of her door.
Not a coincidence, then.
“I had some personal matters to settle, and I still have a lot of studying to catch up on, Professor Carol.”
Jiang Cha rolled her eyes privately, but her tone remained polite. “Would you like to come in? I don’t have much to offer, but He Qin left some snacks in the cupboard—”
“Ah, that’s not necessary.”
Carol waved her hand dismissively. “Just wanted to ask you to drop by the Battle Club tomorrow.”

“There’s a surprise!”
That little smirk on her lips made Jiang Cha's skin crawl.
Still, she could only nod.
“I see... I heard a big shot's been visiting the Battle Club lately?”

“She’s not a big shot,” Carol said breezily. “Just a witch with some ties to our club. Drops by to help guide students when she has time.”
“Alright, I’m off. Don’t forget to go tomorrow! You’ll regret it if you miss this.”
“...Take care.”

After Carol left, Jiang Cha made up her mind:
They were absolutely waiting to watch a show.
And even though she saw it coming from a mile away, she had no way to escape.
She sighed, straightened her spine, and returned to her reading.
There was no danger to her life, after all. At worst, she’d die of embarrassment.

That was her mindset—right up until she walked into the Battle Club the next day.
At first, she felt relieved. No trace of Sun Taotao’s spiritual signature anywhere.
She chuckled to herself. I really was overthinking. Like a sage-level witch would have time to bother with a little nobody like me—
Then someone hugged her from behind.

“Is this Jiang Cha? Hey, I heard your fighting style’s super interesting. Want to spar with me?”
A pause. “Ah, forget it, you’re too cute. I don’t want to break you. Ugh, what a dilemma...”
Jiang Cha froze.
The witch hugging her was a stranger—blue hair, blue eyes, smiling with a gentleness like water. But behind that softness was a terrifying weight.
A playful, childlike energy laced with danger.

Jiang Cha’s voice was strained.
“Uh... I’m sorry, but who... are you?”
“Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself.”
The blue-haired witch let her go, and Jiang Cha got a better look at her face.
Delicate. Youthful, but not childish. She looked like a high schooler with an unusually full figure—or a big sister who had somehow refused to grow up.
It was an innocent kind of charm, yet deeply unsettling.

“I’m Suicune~”
Jiang Cha blinked.
No witch would name herself something that absurd. It had to be a title.
And of course—it was. The title of a sage-level combat witch.

When it came to witches, titles mattered more than real names. Anyone could share a name.
But there was only one Suicune.
“...Sui-kun...”
It took her a second to place it.

“I admire your contribution to ending the war.”
Suicune smiled. “Oh, that? It was nothing. Xiao Jiang Cha is far more impressive. Hehe... To think you could make that stone—”
This was the sage who’d recently helped destroy a third-level mechanical civilization with the Monkey King.
It had only been a few days—how was she here already!?

And more importantly...
Jiang Cha ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ looked into Suicune’s eyes and knew with absolute certainty:
She was here for her.
“You can’t run,” Suicune said, still smiling.

Jiang Cha sighed. Internally.
“Then... the Great Sage...?”
“She’s got things to handle. Probably won’t come until next month.”
A pause. “Though, really, that’s just an excuse. She’s too shy to show up herself, so she asked me to scout ahead. Please don’t be mad at her, okay?”

“Me? Mad at a sage?”
Jiang Cha smiled politely. I wouldn’t dare.
“I’ve already arranged it with Myrtle. I’ll be guiding you for the time being,” Suicune added cheerfully. “So don’t waste any more time—come fight me. Let’s see how strong you really are.”
“I’m aiming for the path of omniscience, not combat, Suicune-senpai.”

“Don’t worry about it. Omniscience involves combat too! And you’re training in dual cultivation, aren’t you?”
She tilted her head.
“Did that old bastard Myrtle lie to me?”
Jiang Cha: “....”

I hate warmongering races.
And her master...
She’d sold her out without even a whisper of warning.
She was probably at some brothel right now, toasting her luck and laughing her wrinkled ass off.
“A wise man’s teaching! Helping guide my apprentice for free! Such an honor! Hahaha!”

“Master,” Jiang Cha muttered darkly as she stepped onto the field, “I wish you long life and excellent health...”
Suicune caught her energy instantly.
“Yes! That’s the spirit. I knew it. A little one blessed by the Great Sage can’t possibly be just some bookworm.”

She stood there smiling, arms wide open, unguarded.
“Come on, come on~ Don’t hold back. Ravage me if you want, Xiao Jiang Cha—well, as long as the Monkey King doesn’t mind~”
She said it with such innocence, Jiang Cha couldn’t even tell if it was deliberate or not.

But either way...
“The sage’s guidance,” she said with forced calm. “Please take this seriously.”