Otaku Witch-Chapter 553 - 429. Witch’s Night descends_2

Seeing that the dormmate didn't delve into the source of the information, the homebody witch heaved a sigh of relief.

Being conveniently confused can also be a merit.

She just loved how Sophia possessed such high emotional intelligence that she never asked about things she shouldn't, which made living together forever so relaxed and easy. After all, there's no need to face endless questioning or even interrogation, nor to rack your brains for various reasons to explain.

This was also why the two of them, despite clearly not seeing eye to eye on many issues and often finding each other disagreeable, still managed to live harmoniously under the same roof.

Dealing with smart people was just so comfortable.

"Well, let's have a good meal today."

In a good mood, Dorothy hummed a tune while using her fingers as a magic wand, directing the various kitchen utensils to start bustling about.

For breakfast, it was natural to eat something light; a silky porridge with slivers of sea dragon meat paired with a bit of Hell Devil Plant pickles, and two baskets of soup dumplings made with Cloud Sea Paradise Crab roe to simply tide over.

Meanwhile, Sophia, who was reviewing the information, although she didn't say much on the surface and her face didn't show much emotion, the heart of the Pure White Witch was not at peace.

After all, she had only informed her master just yesterday evening that the rules for the Witch's Night had changed and they might have to battle with the angels. Yet, how could it be that just one night had passed, and her master had already delivered the information on the Angel Delegation right into her hands.

Moreover, this was not just simple information. The combat style of the Seraph Michael, the preferred fields of his twelve Angels of Wisdom, their commonly used attack techniques, and so forth were all clearly written.

It was almost as if she had just engaged in a confrontation with those angels. What exactly did you do to that Angel Delegation last night, Miss?

And what efficiency this was! Could all the judges possibly be so divinely skilled?

Sophia unavoidably popped up with question marks in her mind.

However, as soon as this thought arose, the Pure White Witch almost laughed at herself.

The impressive ones were not the judges of the Judgment Court, but their own madam. If just any judge could be this efficient, the Witch World would have soared long ago.

After thoroughly reading the documents, Sophia's hands, glowing with the holy flame, burned all the documents, and then she took a deep breath only after disposing of some traces with the Power of Fate.

Though her master had said it was not confidential, she still defaulted to caution; she didn't want to cause her master any trouble because of herself.

Having done all this, only then did the Pure White Witch pick up the "Little Witch Daily" compiled by the big-mouthed crows from the press again, but without meaning to, her gaze drifted towards the figure bustling in the kitchen.

For a moment, Sophia felt mixed emotions.

Having lived alone all her life and thinking she would continue to do so, she didn't know when she had started to get used to this cohabitating life with the master, although it had only been two months. It was quite unsettling.

The Pure White Witch subconsciously felt awkward again; she wanted to reflect and reaffirm her initial belief that "all this is just a teacher's task, and I absolutely can't get along with the master", but the delicious smell coming from the kitchen once again disrupted her introspection.

"Hmm, I'll reflect after this meal. It's not that I'm giving in; it's just that the food really smells too good."

Sophia thought to herself while still pretentiously reading the newspaper.

"Alright, the seafood porridge is ready; eat it while it's hot."

Eventually, Dorothy finished cooking, bringing the delicious breakfast to the table.

...The two witches relished the delectable meal...

The following two days passed unexpectedly peacefully, with nothing happening.

Sophia still went to the Student Council on time every day, and then off work on time. However, instead of returning to the Tower of Shine immediately after work as before, she would go straight to the community base of the Witch's Home to participate in a club activity.

Of course, these "activities" were really just for fun and relaxation; after all, this newly established architectural club had still not managed to launch.

It's hilarious, they couldn't catch a single order.

Dorothy was quite distressed and a little furious about this since there were too many people who couldn't recognize talent these years. The fact that such a genius civil engineering witch as herself was unrecognizable showed the poor quality of the clients of that era.

Since they were idle anyway, they simply started a fine refurnishing of the club residence.

Everyone chose their own treehouse room and started to arrange them to their liking.

After all, each had their room designed their way, and Dorothy joyfully became a ruthless furniture maker. Due to her boredom, she didn't even resort to alchemy to cut corners, and instead, she rekindled the carpentry skills she had learned in her past life while making figurines:

Handmade furniture has a soul, imbued with craftsmanship. They certainly make the users feel more at home.

As for whether that's true or not, even Dorothy, the maker, didn't feel much.

Although it was a magical world where inanimate objects could indeed be enchanted to have spirits, as evidenced by Dorothy's magic wand Buster, typically only items made from spiritual materials had a high chance of becoming enchanted.

After all, enchantment required the owner to imbue their feelings into the item, and these feelings needed the support of spiritual materials to hold.

As for the chances of ordinary items becoming enchanted, it's not impossible, but it's almost a miracle.

However, the sisters really liked her handmade furniture, even the usually stoic Sophia could noticeably feel her happiness. Even Senior Mia discarded all her high-end furniture that she had originally brought, and happily took home these "crude" pieces made by the homebody witch.

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This left the homebody witch tearfully collecting "trash," happily taking her dormmate's discarded luxury furniture back to her room.

It's a bit embarrassing to admit, but she hadn't used such luxury goods in both her lives combined; this was indirectly enjoying the feeling of being wealthy.

Audrey was a bit tricky to deal with; one could say that those who study art are complicated. This little fox kept wanting furniture with an artistic flair, which pushed the homebody witch to her limits, making her replicate carvings of famous paintings from her past life.

In her past life, she never managed to do this, but this time around, with the precision bonus of being a witch, she was just able to manage it, fortunately deterring this demanding little sister as Audrey looked at her with adoration, like she was a great artist.

Ah, the happiness of a scribe is just so simple, plain, and unadorned.

Besides decorating their rooms, the witches also took some time to plant magical potions, along with some delicious spiritually infused vegetables and fruit seeds, in the potion field outside.

Dorothy also moved the various food supplies she had been keeping in her magic box to the outside pasture space.

And the beauty-loving Audrey brought many precious spirit flower seeds and started a few gardens in the residence.

Seeing this, Senior Mia gave the little fox some rare magical beast-level butterflies and bees, which excited Audrey so much that her tail wouldn't stop wagging.

In any case, this place called "Witch's Home" was finally getting some real home vibes.

Thus, under the witches' peaceful daily routines, two days quickly passed.

That evening, as the sun set, the whole Witch Academy did not become dull. On the contrary, all the witches were very active, even a little excited.

That night, Dorothy and the others did not return to their dormitory in the Tower of Shine; they prepared to rest at the residence of Witch's Home.

After all, Witch's Night was organized by clubs.

Dorothy and the others simply had a picnic under a tree, enjoying a grand meal meticulously prepared by the homebody witch. They then discussed the strategy for entering Witch's Night.

Then, as time drew near, each of them brought out one of the rocking loungers handmade by Dorothy, laid down on them, and all closed their eyes together.

Witch's Night fell upon them, a tremendous power enveloping the entire Witch World.

...The witches fell asleep....