Otaku Witch

But unfortunately, this is the City of the Underworld.

Well, the City of the Underworld is even more prosperous than the capital of the Mortal Realm, which is quite the hellish joke.

"Sigh, some people, it seems, are happier dead than when they were alive."

Dorothy surveyed the bustling street scene before her, especially noting the expressions on the faces of the passersby. She discovered that many people in this City of Unjust Deaths wore more genuine smiles than those she had seen on the streets of Heian-kyo.

The faces of passersby in Heian-kyo mostly carried the exhaustion of "being alive," but now, the passing people seemed to mostly enjoy life.

"Indeed, it's quite a nice city. Izanami is a capable person, if only she weren't so obsessed with love."

The Shepherdess next to her also nodded and commented as such.

She also remembered the Female Immortal from the East, whose abilities and strength far surpassed that of the male immortal, yet she habitually wronged herself and put him first in everything.

Fortunately, after recognizing the essence of the scoundrel, she had a sudden awakening, and I had also intended for her to carry out a pilot reform of the Underworld here in this land. As it turns out, she has handled it quite well.

The group didn't linger on this street for too long, and none of the passersby even noticed them as they walked straight through the crowd toward the majestic building at the center of the city.

Just like the Heian-kyo of the Mortal Realm, the center of this City of Unjust Deaths also housed an iconic Japanese castle-like structure, quite similar to the Heaven's Guard Pavilion.

This is what they call Yama's Palace.

Unlike the Ten Halls of Yama in Dorothy's memory, there is only one Yama in this Japanese Underworld, and she is the nominal ruler of this country.

"Is this Yama that Female Immortal?"

The Homebody Witch asked curiously.

After all, when thinking of the Master of the Underworld, she also thought of that Female Immortal from Japanese legends.

This might be a... well, not a living immortal anymore, but regardless, this could possibly be the first Immortal Dorothy had ever seen, and she was a bit expectant.

"You could say yes, or you could say no."

The Good Sister pondered and answered like this.

Dorothy: "???"

The Homebody Witch was at a loss.

"The Female Immortal was a decisive person. Upon realizing that she had been betrayed, she discarded feelings and love and was reincarnated."

"The entire Underworld we are in now is actually Izanami's original body, and the present Yama is the reincarnation of Izanami."

If we talk about essence, the two are naturally the same person, but if you look at it practically, they can't be seen as the same individual. At the very least, the current Yama doesn't see herself as Izanami.

She considers herself an independent entity inheriting part of Izanami's memories and powers, more like Izanami's daughter."

The Shepherdess looked at her sister with slightly complex eyes.

Whether a reincarnated person is still the same as their original self is a question that probably has different answers for different people.

Even the Great Divine King was troubled by this for a long time, plagued by inner demons, never achieving completion, and even now, she's not completely at ease. However, as an incarnation of the God King, the Shepherdess was quite open-minded about it.

There's no such thing as an eternal, unchanging person in this world. Even living people might change as they age, let alone those who have undergone reincarnation.

When children grow up, do parents deny them? So a sister is a sister, no matter how Dorothy changes; she will always be her favorite sister.

Knowing that is enough. The ridiculous true self is merely being foolishly stubborn.

"Dorothy, what do you think about this?"

Miss White Impermanence suddenly asked, looking steadily at her sister.

"Uh..."

Dorothy was taken aback by the sudden question. She looked up at what seemed to be a slightly different sister and then scratched her head.

"Does my opinion matter? Isn't it more important what she thinks? If Yama believes she isn't, then she isn't."

She thought for a moment and then candidly stated her thoughts.

In this idealist world, everything is dictated by the heart; one's life should be lived for oneself, so why be concerned about others' opinions?

Miss White Impermanence: "...."

At that moment, she almost couldn't resist asking, "So do you think you're my sister?"

But ultimately, her lips moved, and she didn't utter the question, afraid of truly getting an answer.

After all, even if her sister did acknowledge it, would she have the confidence to be a Good Sister this time? Or was she still worthy?

"Yes, that seems right, and it's indeed your style, Dorothy."

Finally, the Shepherdess nodded, smiling as she spoke.

This sister had changed, but had never really changed.

She reached out and flicked her finger on her sister's brow, eliciting a yelp from the Homebody Witch.

"Ouch, Sister, what are you doing?"

She clearly had Magic Dragon Scales protecting her, but sadly, the little witch's defensive power was useless against her sister's affectionate flick, and it hurt nonetheless.

"Nothing, just suddenly wanted to flick you, why not?"

The Shepherdess became somewhat unreasonable.

"Alright then, you're the sister; you're right."

The Homebody Witch shrugged helplessly, but as she lowered her hand, she suddenly felt a softness where she'd been flicked.

Meanwhile, the Identity Card in her pocket began shifting, adding a new line of information.

........

[Rank: Great Witch (x) Second-Generation Demon King (√) Ruler of Ancient Days (√) God above Gods (√)]

.......

[God above Gods (ur): You are the eternal light in ****'s heart, her sole faith in this life.

You are the God above Gods, with your most devout disciple always by your side.

Once was, now is, and will ever be.]

........

Of course, at this moment, the Homebody Witch clearly had no mind to care about her Identity Card. She stared wide-eyed at her Good Sister and reached to touch her forehead.

Oh dear, Sister, you really went for a sneak attack like that?

Though the Good Sister's sneak attack was swifter than the Lightning Quintuple Whip, she still clearly remembered the softness of that fleeting touch.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Seeing her sister's dumbfounded expression, the Shepherdess calmly asked.

"No, no problem at all, just a little sudden."

The Homebody Witch quickly shook her head.

Sure, a sister giving a light kiss on the forehead isn't an issue, right? Many close sisters do this often, don't they?

Even though she'd never treated Alice that way, it didn't matter. Since the Good Sister said there's no problem, then there's no problem.

"Actually, it was a reward I was supposed to give you last time but forgot, so I'm just making up for it now."

The face beneath the Shepherdess's mask had a slight blush.

But it wasn't out of shyness—it was out of anger.

Curse the true self for being unreasonable.

Even though the true self and the incarnation were essentially indistinguishable, why did the good things go to you, and explaining such matters to me?

She turned to look at the others.

Little Fatty Dragon even forgot to eat the food at its mouth, simply staring wide-eyed and full of an expression that read "Teacher, you haven't kissed me either."

This was a classic case of dragon envy.

Artie laughed, but then the smile froze as he laughed.

Damn, now the hope for revenge seems even more remote.

As for Aoandon and Ibuki Yuuki...

Well, the two of them were just admiring the scenery earlier—yes, the view at Yama's Palace is truly nice.

Only at the entrance, a new little figure was standing there with a sour expression.

"Lord Bai Wuchang, please be mindful of your actions. Yama's Palace is a place of solemn judgment, and even you should not behave so wantonly."

The little Yama spoke righteously to the Shepherdess.

She wore a splendid and dignified robe, and though small in stature, she carried an imposing presence, especially now with her stern face, clearly in a bad mood.

Lord Yama detests the stench of romance the most.

....King Yan Luo with a sour face.....