Otaku Witch

Her birth was for this moment, her entire life's meaning for this person. Now, her long wait finally has a result; her Heavenly Mandate is about to reach Completion.

Hmm, this should have been a beautiful thing, but now....

Amaterasu Life Kikyo's gaze shifted between the Saint in front of her and the apprentice beside her, slightly surprised.

"Setsuna, do you know each other?"

Miss Divine Witch looked at her apprentice with confusion.

Didn't you say you couldn't find anyone?

Amaterasu Life Kikyo's gaze turned sharp.

She sent this apprentice out to find someone because of her Immortal affinity, yet ultimately it was a failure.

She hadn't been too angry initially; after all, if the Saint was that easy to find, she wouldn't have waited so long, but now it seems, apprentice, something's off with you.

"Teacher, this is the superior from my Judgment Court."

Facing her teacher's gaze, Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna was momentarily speechless, wondering how to explain this.

But she truly was innocent. She really never actively sought anyone out all these days outside.

Hmm, perhaps this is what's called an Immortal affinity. Even if she's been slacking off and never actively undertaking a task, when the time comes, the task completes itself; it's absurd.

Meanwhile, Dorothy also looked at this legendary Lord of Japan, the Great Divine Witch of the Amaterasu Shrine.

Indeed, she was a beauty, a traditional Eastern beauty, much like how only senior Fanny gave her this feeling before.

The homebody witch glanced up at her own hat, then pouted.

Senior was just a façade; that's a mere deception.

Recalling senior Fanny's classic beauty of a young lady from a prestigious background, then thinking of her many merry-making antics...

When Dorothy looked at Miss Divine Witch in front of her again, her gaze became calm.

Although such Eastern fairy-like beauty did align with her aesthetics, due to her previous traumatic experience, she was a bit triggered.

Though they both shared Eastern beauty looks, this Miss Divine Witch and senior Fanny were different.

Senior Fanny had a mysterious allure within her calmness, whereas this Miss Divine Witch had an ethereal charm within her grace.

Neither is superior to the other; each has its own Charm.

But the homebody witch's current focus wasn't on Miss Divine Witch's beauty, but on her Race.

This Miss Divine Witch didn't have a hint of Magic Power; she wasn't a witch.

She was a truly pure Immortal.

Feeling the Pure Spirit Qi on the other, different from Magic Power, Dorothy widened her eyes.

Oh my, she's actually a True Fairy.

But in the spirit energy-poor Western Universe, how could an Immortal survive?

The homebody witch had some doubts.

For witches, Magic Power is as crucial as food is to humans. A witch can survive without eating, but if placed in a Magicless World, she'd inevitably weaken over time.

Immortals are the same. The Western Universe, a spiritless place, isn't suitable for Immortals to live.

The Japanese witches on Japan use "Immortal Techniques," but they essentially substitute Magic Power for Spiritual Power in what they call Immortal Technique Magic.

Japanese witches aren't truly Immortals; they're witches.

She widened her eyes to examine Miss Divine Witch more closely, then frowned.

"Are you Amaterasu?"

Dorothy asked.

In Japan, only five pure Immortals exist as ancient myths.

Izanagi, Izanami, and the three nobles as second-generation Immortals.

Izanagi is dead, Izanami has reincarnated as King Yan Luo, so this pure Immortal body of Miss Divine Witch before her could only be one of the three nobles.

And here, at the Amaterasu Shrine, Miss Divine Witch's identity is self-evident.

At this moment, Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna finally snapped out of her steam-punk-like daze, sneaking glances at Lord Clown and her teacher, completely in favor of her teacher's "feudal" mindset.

Hmm, Japan congratulates the Saint's return.

Just as the young Shrine Maiden was thinking this, she heard Lord Clown's inquiry.

Of course, Teacher is Amaterasu; she herself is as well. The Divine Witch of the Amaterasu Shrine adopts Amaterasu as a surname.

"Hmm, indeed, nothing escapes your eyes, Lord."

Amaterasu Life Kikyo nodded and admitted.

"Then do you know you're dying?"

Dorothy continued.

In her modified version of the Heavenly Eye Observing Qi Technique, Miss Divine Witch in front seemed to be in a near-death state, barely holding onto life, with an ancient treasure mirror hanging from the back of her head, marked with a three-legged crow pattern on its back.

The three-legged crow, called Yatagarasu in Japan, thus this treasure mirror is known as the Yata Mirror.

The homebody witch recently heard Aoandon tell the origin of the three nobles of Japan; they are manifestations of the powers of Izanagi through the Three Divine Artifacts.

The Yata Mirror is the true form of Amaterasu Omikami among the three nobles.

At this moment, Miss Divine Witch's body was so weak it was almost an empty shell, sustained by the Yata Mirror, providing a trickle of spirit energy, like a life-support system to her.

But seeing the bronze mirror body full of patina, it was clear this Divine Artifact wouldn't last much longer either.

"Lord Clown, even if you say so, I will be upset."

Just as the homebody witch asked her question, before Miss Divine Witch answered, the young Shrine Maiden spoke somewhat angrily.

Though she highly respected Lord Clown, if Lord Clown was indeed a Natural Saint, she would wholeheartedly welcome him to her loyal Japan.

But even Lord Clown can't make jokes about her teacher.

Miss Ghost Mask seriously looked at her superior.

The words of a Saint are golden, words follow actions—saying such ominous words carelessly just can't be done, pTooey pTooey pTooey.

However, knowing Lord Clown for so long, the young Shrine Maiden knew that he wasn't someone who said things carelessly.

Then....

Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna's heart suddenly became anxious.

She suddenly understood why her teacher, as a Divine Witch, never interfered in matters of Japan, instead letting those accursed Chinese Clans run wild.

Previously, her teacher's reason was awaiting the right moment to act, to deliver a fatal blow.

At that time, she scorned it, thinking if one arrow didn't work, just try more. But now, thinking back....

Her teacher rarely showed her hand.

Initially, she thought reaching her teacher's status meant there was no need to flaunt Strength excessively, but now it seems her teacher didn't have the luxury to use power frivolously.

Miss Witch looked at her teacher beside her, anxiety and longing in her gaze, hoping her teacher would tell her she was overthinking.

However, Miss Divine Witch merely nodded.

"Sigh, indeed, nothing escapes your eyes, Lord."

Amaterasu Life Kikyo sighed, then looked at the young Saint before her, showing a relieved smile.

"Lord, you are correct. I'm on the brink of death. No matter how much I conserve Strength, at most, I'll last a few hundred more years. Fortunately, you appeared timely; otherwise, I might have failed the expectations of the Sages."

Dorothy: "......"

Ah, this, a few hundred years?

Even though I've been transmigrated for more than a decade, I'm still not used to these longevity standards; adding up both lives doesn't exceed thirty years.

While she wanted to retort, on the other side, Miss Witch suddenly burst into tears.

Boohoo, Teacher only has a few hundred years left; this can't be true.

However, Miss Divine Witch wasn't concerned with the weeping young apprentice anymore; she looked at Dorothy and said:

"Lord, please follow me up the mountain; I will hold a rite for you, to hand over the Divine Artifact's two volumes, Heavenly Book, to you."

.....Divine Witch's invitation continues....