Otaku Witch

"This is our advantage, Miss. Pardon my bluntness, but it is distance that creates beauty. What the witches like is the utopian Japan of their imagination, not this decayed, backward, self-entertained rural poor place."

The Pure White Witch spoke so straightforwardly.

Her words hit the nail on the head, leaving Dorothy somewhat speechless.

It's the truth.

Even the homebody witch herself was full of wonderful fantasies about this Immortal retreat before coming to Japan, thinking about how graceful and carefree the immortals on this island would be.

However, the gap between fantasy and reality was too large. Within a few days of being on the island, her fantasy filter had already shattered completely.

The real Japan had nothing particularly likable about it. Not to mention, the condescending attitude of the Japanese witches towards the outside witches was enough to be infuriating.

If this situation were to be made into a Magic Shadow film, let alone external publicity, Dorothy even felt that some hot-tempered Witch Lords might directly declare war on them after watching it.

Still, even so, Dorothy did not intend to change her mind.

"Actually, I have thought about weaving a beautiful script of a utopian place according to people's fantasies, and I even had a name ready: Fantasy Village, but in the end, I gave up."

"Sophia, lies are destined to be uncovered. No matter how you hype up a bad thing, it can't change the fact that it's garbage."

"Right now, Japan is indeed an unpleasant place, but I think what we should do is find a way to make it better, not deceive others into thinking it is already good."

Dorothy said seriously.

"So, my Magic Shadow film will not be called 'Fantasy Village,' but instead 'How Fantasy Village Was Established.'"

Sophia: "....."

The Pure White Witch was silent.

To be honest, Miss's words were really naive and silly, but this was indeed very much like her—she's always been like this.

Even though a little less stubbornness could easily gain some reachable benefits, she just had to be so stubborn, always thinking of earning money standing up. How can such a thing be so easy?

But...

Sigh, this is our own Miss, only blaming oneself for the hard life, having such a troublesome master.

"Since that's the case, why not let me handle the script?"

Sophia suggested.

"Eh?"

Dorothy was taken aback, then looked at her roommate with some confusion, not understanding what she meant.

The Pure White Witch, however, directly took out a big pile of documents from her pocket and tossed them in front of the homebody witch.

"My dear Miss, weren't you having fun playing the cold samurai just now? Then you might as well make it real. Please, Samurai, take care of the targets on this list one by one."

"Ah, this...."

The homebody witch reached out and picked up a document to take a look and found out it was information about some stubborn holdouts.

Although the overall relocation action on Japan was going quite smoothly, this was only a superficial phenomenon. Dorothy and the others merely reclaimed the land, but they still hadn't won over people's hearts.

The influence accumulated by the Japanese Hua clan over tens of thousands of years of ruling this island cannot be eliminated overnight. Even when facing the relocation action this time, that group of Hua Clan members cooperated on the surface, but in their hearts, they're probably eager to humiliate Dorothy in all sorts of ways imaginable numerous times.

After all, the homebody witch wasn't just touching their cake but practically taking the whole pot. Whoever would not be anxious about this?

Of course, because Dorothy had the order from the Amaterasu Shrine, and the vile source Izanagi had already been eliminated, it left that group of the Hua clan leaderless, so they temporarily didn't have the courage to openly rebel, but they still had the guts to secretly make some small moves to disgust you, and quite a bit of it.

Most of these stubborn holdouts were orchestrated by those from the Hua clan.

Most of these holdouts were of the former samurai class, whose status wasn't quite at the level of the Hua clan but was still much higher than ordinary people, always possessing a considerable sense of superiority.

But now Dorothy suddenly made everyone equal; how could these samurai masters consent to that? They were always the dogs of the Hua clan in the past, so just a few words from the Chinese Clan Patriarchs, and this group of samurai bent on loyalty would straight up act as the vanguard cannon fodder.

"These are all incorrigible people. I was originally planning to eliminate them gradually, but since you, Miss, want to shoot Magic Shadow films, why not let me write a script, guiding this bunch to become your stepping stones? After all, a great work always needs some villain roles."

"Over the past month, I've realized that most Japanese witches are more in awe of power than appreciative of kindness, so let them have their way. Use force to crush them and make them obedient."

Sophia explained with a smile.

The greatest screenwriter in the world is Fate; all forms of existence are guided by Fate. As the Lady of Fate, the Pure White Witch was innately a good screenwriter.

Even if the Miss had no intention of filming, these cannon fodder pushed to the stage would also be gradually guided by her towards their doom. She had even already arranged for a destined ending for those Hua clan members secretly scheming in the background.

But since the Miss needed it, the Pure White Witch didn't mind slightly modifying the original script to make full use of it.

Dorothy: "...."

The homebody witch looked at her roommate, who was smiling on the surface but whose eyes were cold, causing her to shiver a little.

Compared to her earlier cold demeanor that was merely acting, Sophia was truly cold from the heart.

Everyone in those reports represents a life, but in the eyes of the Pure White Witch, these lives were merely tools to be used as she pleased. Their fate all depended on Sophia's mood.

This really is....

Damn it, so cool, I also want to be such a mastermind; this aura is much higher than that of a cold-blooded assassin.

Dorothy, both angry and trembling with cold, just felt she was an immunity to Destiny, destined to have no connection with such methods of weaving fate for quite some time.

"Alright then, I'll go and take a look now."

The homebody witch nodded and said as such.

Even though Sophia's words were somewhat ruthless, Dorothy didn't mind. She trusted her roommate's judgment. Since it was said they were beyond redemption, they must have been undeserving of life indeed.

Eliminating evil should be done early, and if you want better promotion for Japan, then cleaning up the house before inviting guests is necessary.

Since I'm free tonight anyway, going for a stroll and dealing with some trash sounds pretty good.

Right then, she hung the freshly maintained Demon Blade Red Shadow at her waist and prepared to head out.

"Wait."

Behind her, the Pure White Witch called out to her again.

"What's the matter?"

Dorothy turned her head, asking with some confusion.

"Miss, don't forget to bring your photographer. Wenwen is now at the Kujo Residence, just go find her and say I requested her assistance; she will behave."

Sophia said so.

The homebody witch blinked upon hearing this.

"Hiss, that Big-mouthed Crow would actually listen to you?"

Dorothy was somewhat surprised, thinking about how she was going to coerce this senior later, but she didn't expect her roommate to have such face.

"That's a secret."

The Pure White Witch also blinked, answering as such.

"Tsk...."

Feeling herself being teased, the homebody witch couldn't help but pout her cheeks.

"Fine, if you won't say, then I'm off."

Dorothy made a grimace at the door, then angrily closed the door with force.

In the courtyard, she looked up at the sky.

In the pitch-black sky hung a bright moon, casting its silver-white light over the earth, but abruptly, a mysterious wind arose from unknown origins, sending a thick layer of clouds to obscure the bright moonlight.

"Goodness, this moonless and gusty night seems like good weather for some work."

The homebody witch thought so with a sigh, then took several deep breaths, her eyes gradually turning cold.

From now on, I am the Lone Ranger of Japan, Tsukimi Kuro.

I am like an assassin, I have no feelings.

..... Assassin on the move.....