Otaku Witch

And the first brick, the first tile she added was to persuade her former friends, convince them to join her, telling them that Japan could be saved.

Because Miss Battosai has arrived, and there is hope for Japan's tomorrow.

Yagyū Jubei was very excited, because many of her friends also wanted to save Japan wholeheartedly. When they used to drink and chat together, they all talked about these things. They would definitely join her.

But....

A few days later.....

"Are you sure you really have many friends?"

Dorothy threw a rolling head in front of Miss Sword Master with a less-than-friendly gaze, feeling quite speechless.

In the past few days, she had followed Yagyū Jubei to visit many from the Chinese Clan, but this was not visiting friends at all. It was clearly sending the whole family of friends to heaven.

Each time Miss Sword Master just had the guard deliver a message, saying an old friend was visiting, and as a result, the two were soon warmly welcomed by those "friends."

Well, too warmly, almost the whole family mobilized to try to kill them.

And to protect herself, the Homebody Witch had no choice but to draw her sword, politely send all the "friends" away, and then tearfully ransack one Chinese Clan Mansion after another.

"Lord, this house has also been inventoried. A total of 13.1 billion Gold Coins."

The Hyakki Witch stepped forward, having finished cleaning up all the assets of the Chinese Clan Mansion, and respectfully handed the account to Dorothy.

However, the Homebody Witch didn't even bother to look, she just said.

"Just like that, follow the old rules, send it to Butterfly Village."

She instructed.

Thus, the Night Parade of Hyakki marched away carrying countless rare treasures.

Meanwhile, Miss Sword Master picked up the head of the old friend in front of her and extended her hand to close their eyes.

Her expression was slightly confused.

Why, why did things turn out this way?

Clearly, everyone used to agree to save Japan together, to build a beautiful future where everyone could live and work peacefully, but after just a few decades, these friends had become unrecognizable.

Is it just because over the years they have gradually inherited their family businesses?

Could that dull wealth and power be more precious than the dreams they once had?

Yagyū Jubei really couldn't understand.

"Alright, next one, are you still planning to find your wealthy friends?"

Dorothy looked at the confused Miss Sword Master and couldn't help but shake her head.

Ha, ha, one's position dictates one's thoughts, there are individuals who betray their class, but no class betrays itself.

Miss Sword Master had spent years honing her Sword Techniques, so she didn't care. But those old friends she made when she was young had long been true Chinese Clan Patriarchs.

"No, I don't have wealthy friends anymore, this was the last one."

Yagyū Jubei was also somewhat helpless. She took one last look at the beautiful head in her hand, then squeezed it with her fingers.

"The remaining friends are all poor people, they can't lend me money, especially not that much. Lord Tsukimi Kuro, how about I repay my debt with my flesh? How about selling my more than a hundred pounds of flesh to you?"

Miss Sword Master said helplessly.

Born into a wealthy family, she realized for the first time that money is truly hard to earn, even hard to borrow.

However, seeing the cold-hearted swordsman draw his sword once again, she had no choice but to continue leading the way.

...Miss Sword Master borrowing money...