Otaku Witch

Dorothy was quite curious to see how the interactions between Loli vampire Lilith, who looked exactly like her stepmother, and Father Adam would unfold.

The homebody witch had her melons ready, just waiting for these two, who seemed to have a rather ambiguous relationship, to start their show.

Unfortunately, the two did not plan to provide a spectacle for the younger ones here; they vanished in an instant, leaving everyone wondering where they might have gone for a private chat.

"Ugh, how boring."

Dorothy gobbled down half a melon, quite disappointed with the outcome.

However, melon eating aside, the homebody witch still began to keep a wary eye out.

Initially, one might attribute Adam's presence to coincidence, but now with the appearance of the witch mother, Eve, and Loli vampire Lilith, if you still call all these coincidences, it would be an insult to her intelligence as the Witch of the Forest.

"Something's not right, there has to be a conspiracy here, but this isn't magic. Who would have the capability to tamper with things on Witch's Night, especially under the God King's own observation?"

Dorothy discreetly turned her gaze towards Miss Denise at her side.

Well, aside from the God King himself, she couldn't think of anyone else capable of this.

But it made no sense; why would such a high and mighty figure like the God King give her, a little witch, any special treatment? If she mentioned this outside, no one would believe her; they would only advise her not to flatter herself, telling her not to overestimate her own importance.

"So what exactly does the God King want from me?"

The homebody witch examined herself, but couldn't figure out what was so special about her.

The biggest secret about her was simply being a transmigrator, but in Witch World, being a transmigrator was not valuable at all, not even worth hiding.

After all, Dorothy felt she was just an ordinary little witch, except maybe a bit prettier, a bit smarter, and with barely decent talents and specialties.

Her greatest assets, her beauty and talent, might make others envious or even jealous, but figures like the God King surely wouldn't care about these.

"Hey, Denise, what would you do if I were to fall asleep for a few hundred thousand years, and you, having become almost omnipotent in those hundreds of thousands of years, saw me again?"

Unable to make sense of it, the homebody witch decided not to think further and just asked directly, since the future God King was right there next to her, wasn't he?

"Uhh...."

Denise looked a bit helpless facing her sister who was asking another strange question, but she wasn't too surprised; after all, her childhood sweetheart of a sister had always been like this, always fond of asking bizarre questions.

"Well, I guess I would reverse time, then make up for the missed opportunity to grow up together with you, since we've always been together since our childhood and should step into the future together. It would be a real shame if we couldn't reach the peak together."

Denise seriously considered this, then with a doting smile, she responded.

The sisters had made a pact in their childhood to always stay together.

Dorothy: "....."

The homebody witch shivered, then rolled her eyes at her childhood sweetheart.

"Denise, that's so cheesy, I can't believe you can say such things."

Though she complained verbally, inside she felt slightly elated; after all, these flirtatious words had come directly from the future God King's mouth. Tell me, who else in Witch World had ever had such treatment? Haha.

Indeed, worthy of me, who just so easily managed what the Dragon King had always dreamt of achieving. Look at the Dragon King, he is just not up to par.

Dorothy had such irreverent thoughts towards her Ancestor.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Didn't we agree long ago to be lifelong best sisters?"

But Denise didn't feel a trace of embarrassment, speaking very openly and straightforwardly.

The once tormented village shepherdess had realized a truth at the age of ten after her mother passed away—that certain feelings should not be arrogantly hidden due to embarrassment or shame. What you truly think should be expressed openly; otherwise, you might extremely regret it one day when you want to speak out but have permanently lost the chance.

If she could have told her mother "I love you" every day, would her mother have been happier? Perhaps then she wouldn't have died from depression and sorrow.

Thinking about these things, Denise's heart felt like it was being cut with a knife, but she soon calmed down again. The past is irrevocable, but it's crucial not to repeat the same mistakes and to avoid leaving such regrets in the future.

"Anyway, Dorothy, since we agreed on a lifetime, even a minute less wouldn't really count as a true lifetime. If I really could become almost all-powerful, then of course, I'd have to keep that promise—I am your sister, after all, and must keep my word."

Denise spoke with exceptional seriousness.

Though Miss Shepherdess thought this sister's hypothesis was a bit fantastical—after all, who sleeps for hundreds of thousands of years? And as a mortal, how could she live that long, let alone become nearly omnipotent?—Dorothy had indeed always harbored such unusual ideas from a young age.