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

Chapter 61: Suicune
 

After ten battles, Jiang Cha was utterly defeated.
She had always believed that no matter how wide the power gap was between her and her opponent, she would never be beaten to the point of losing the will to fight. After all, her inherent magic had its own protective effect.
But this time, even a fully powered Jiang Cha was crushed.

Suicune's fighting style—it's not disgusting, per se, just… hopelessly overwhelming.
The title “Suicune” was no exaggeration. The blue-haired, blue-eyed sage-level witch didn’t use transmutation magic at all—especially not the water-elemental kind.
And yet, her fighting style was full of the essence of water.

Suicune practiced both mystical and spiritual magic, and her energy field was infuriatingly hard to deal with—just like the sea. If you pushed hard, she pulled away. And when your outburst was over, the energy flowed right back, the field regenerating as if nothing had happened.
At the same time, she could cast all kinds of spiritual magic with ease.
No matter how Jiang Cha bombarded her, no matter what tactics she used, Suicune's energy field remained—fluid, seamless, unwavering, accepting all magic without failure.

“Sui-kun, you’re not a transformed witch, are you?”
Lying on the floor, out of breath and out of magic, Jiang Cha looked up at the ever-gentle Suicune, feeling drained but still a little curious.
Each sage's path and combat style was the culmination of their life. Jiang Cha genuinely wanted to know what kind of life could shape such a strange and graceful fighting method.

Like a succubus, every one of Suicune’s moves seemed crafted just to squeeze out her opponent’s very last breath of strength.
“I’m a native Earth witch, why do you ask?”
Snack stick in her mouth, Suicune crunched away like a chipmunk, crumbs clinging to her cheeks as she answered.

If you didn’t know better, you’d never believe this was the same majestic, fearsome Suicune of legend.
Yes—Jiang Cha was now convinced.
That playful danger in her presence? Just an illusion.

This blue-haired witch was most likely Aqua.
“Then how did you and Senior Great Sage meet? I heard transformed witches usually avoid original witches.”
“Eh—‘senior’? Shouldn’t it be something more affectionate?”
Suicune blinked, her teasing smile thoroughly annoying.

Before Jiang Cha could protest, she continued, “I’m the one who brought the little monkey back, actually. You should’ve seen her—she looked terrifying at the time. Like a hedgehog with its fur all puffed up. A wounded little animal, baring its teeth at everyone and picking fights at the drop of a hat.”
“Even a normal witch couldn’t bring her down. I just happened to be nearby and had the perfect counter style, so I got asked to handle her.”
“What did she go through...?”

Jiang Cha asked, her voice tight with concern—then immediately looked away, realizing how strange it sounded to ask.
“I don’t mind telling you, but I honestly don’t know that much.”
“All I know is she seemed to have escaped from her own world. Not long after, she accepted the transformation. And you know how it is—once someone transforms into a witch, if you want to know their past, you have to ask them directly. That’s just how the Great Sage is.”

“I see.”
Jiang Cha nodded.
The witch didn’t say much, but from those few words, Jiang Cha could piece a lot together.

After all… her title was the Great Sage, not Wukong, not War Buddha—just that.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”

Suicune smiled gently as she stood up and stretched.
“If you want answers, it’s best to ask her yourself…” She hesitated slightly, sticking out her tongue. “Hehe, actually, I just came to help improve your self-defense. But it seems like you’re already past the point where I can help much.”
Sure, Jiang Cha couldn’t break Suicune’s defense at the same level. But Suicune had trained for years, while Jiang Cha was just starting out. Their combat experience and tactical polish weren’t even in the same realm.

Still, compared to other girls her age, Jiang Cha was already an extraordinary genius.
And as an awakened witch, her future was boundless.
“Is Suicune-senpai leaving?”

“Just call me Suicune, anyway…”
Her smirk was slightly teasing, clearly referencing the relationship between Jiang Cha and the Great Sage.
But Jiang Cha knew better.

The Great Sage was the Great Sage—and the memories she’d inherited of the Monkey Girl didn’t make her the same as the one who lived them.
Besides, Jiang Cha wasn’t interested in love. Not right now.
In a ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) world this vast and full of wonder, having a partner was nice—but not essential.

“I’m not leaving just yet. It’s vacation time! Vacation!”
“I’ve been running around forever. I need a break too—Carol, can I be a guest lecturer for a while?”
“Go talk to the dean yourself.”

“Come on! I’m a sage offering to be your mentor. Shouldn’t you be grateful?”
“Can you even find someone here who could inherit your research path? What’s the point of staying if you can’t leave anything behind?”
Carol rolled her eyes.

Suicune’s research path was far from conventional. It was rooted in her own unique talents. Teaching it to average little witches would just confuse them.
Since she couldn’t pass down her actual skills, Suicune could only teach general magical theory—which plenty of veteran witches could do better.
It was like teaching high school math. Even a math genius might be worse at it than an old teacher who had taught it for decades.

Every field had its specialists.
“Tsk~~!”
Suicune pouted, clearly sulking.

“Pff~”
Jiang Cha chuckled, unexpectedly soothed.
She’d thought all sage-level witches would be stuffy old scholars or antiques. She’d been afraid they’d see right through her.

But look at Suicune—how cute she was.
Jiang Cha’s mood suddenly lightened.
“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing. I was just thinking… even a sage-level super witch can be this cute in everyday life. Isn’t that funny?”
Sitting up, head slightly tilted as she looked up, Jiang Cha still held the weaker position.
But the exchange felt natural—almost intimate.

Suicune really was like water: soft, flowing, and disarmingly warm.
“Most of us are pretty cute, actually. Sure, there are some rigid and scary ones. Witches are all a little crazy, after all.”
Suicune tapped her temple.

“But most sages are no different from normal witches. Until you actually cross into omniscience or omnipotence… we’re all just witches.”
“Xiao Jiangcha, please remember that, okay?”