Otaku Witch

Tsk, maybe I should find a way to sneak into some other courses? Or perhaps I should just drain Spider Teacher and apply for early graduation.

Dorothy pondered her future academic plans.

Meanwhile, in the banquet hall below, the others weren't surprised by the homebody witch's farewell. After all, they knew she was a foreigner and would eventually leave. However, hearing Dorothy claim she was an ungraduated student caught them off guard.

What the heck kind of student?! Are students outside this twisted nowadays? The outside world is terrifying?

Everyone recalled the fearsome battle records of this foreign witch on the Japanese island and found it impossible to associate her with being a student. If you're an ungraduated student, then what are we?

Preschool illiterates?

Nonetheless, regardless of what everyone thought, at least Butterfly Ying, the little witch, listened. She nodded and decided that once she helped her sister stabilize the situation in Japan, she'd visit that Witch Academy to find Sister Dorothy.

"Well, let's take a look at the gift I've prepared for you all."

After consoling the little witch, Dorothy said with a smile and then snapped her fingers.

Everyone's attention was drawn to her. They were indeed eager for the upcoming present, but after waiting for a while, nothing seemed to happen.

"????"

Just as a row of question marks popped up above everyone's heads, the entire Monster Mountain suddenly started shaking violently.

It seemed like an earthquake.

But for witches, an earthquake was nothing to worry about.

Not to mention, this Mirage Tower was a manifestation of the Monster Witch's magic, impossible to be collapsed by an earthquake. Even if it did collapse, the falling debris wouldn't be enough to harm any of the witches present, let alone fatally.

Everyone hurried to the balcony or the windows of the banquet hall, and with a single glance, they saw the enormous gate slowly rising from the base of Monster Mountain.

It was an ancient and exquisitely designed structure, very beautiful, but any living person who saw the gate would inevitably feel an inexplicable fear taking root in their heart.

Because, just like the three words inscribed on the plaque above, it was the Ghost Gate.

This was the entrance to the Netherworld Springs.

While everyone watched the gate, they received a message from it.

It was a ritual for resurrecting the dead along with.....

Hmm, a price list.

The list meticulously detailed various fees for resurrecting the dead under different circumstances.

Uh this....

Everyone was dumbfounded, contemplating the resurrection ritual and the price list.

After all, it was hard for other witches to imagine the shock resurrection would have on the worldview of the Japanese Witch.

They stared blankly at the gate and then turned back to look at the homebody witch, calmly seated at the high table, not knowing what to say in their excitement.

No way, lady, you're calling this a gift?

While this was undoubtedly important to the Japanese Witch, whose gifts are this extravagant?

However, Dorothy wasn't concerned, as breaking through Monster Mountain's suppression of the underworld and promoting the resurrection mechanism in Japan to help the Japanese Witch connect with the outside world was something she had long planned.

But indeed, this wasn't the actual gift she provided; this was fundamentally the basic rights and benefits that the Japanese Witch deserved. Who gives others what is essentially theirs and calls it a gift?

What's coming next is the real gift.

Dorothy reached out and took off the witch hat from atop her head.

"Senior Sister, are you ready?"

She asked Hat Senior Sister while looking at the hat.

Hat Senior Sister froze for a moment, then reverted to her long-lost human form.

It was an enchanting beauty with a distinct black and white contrast.

Her long, straight black hair draped like a cape, almost like a skirt, blending with the creeping black mist at her feet.

Within the swirling mist, countless faint, incomprehensible whispers emanated from the chaotic cloud, sending chills down one's spine.

Her soft, fair skin glowed almost translucently, revealing beneath it a limitless starry sky.

Dazzling stars glimmered within, appearing like countless colorful yet interconnected foams. Gaze long enough, and you'll find yourself captivated by the colors of these stars, believing the world's truths seemingly reside within.

Holy yet eerie, eerie yet holy.

She lifted her head, revealing a delicate face with eyebrows like paintings, red lips, and white teeth, possessing unmatched beauty.

She stepped forward slowly, her garment unconsciously exposing curves filled with a maternal glow, yet stirring deep desires.

Yet, such a beauty, when she opened her eyes, revealed a pair of horizontal sheep-like pupils.

"Wow, Senior Sister, how did you make it so cool?"

Dorothy exclaimed at this seemingly different appearance of her humanoid senior sister.

This immediately disrupted the divine, devil-like aura of the entity.

The Evil God Witch rolled her eyes.

"Get lost. Wasn't I just taking you seriously and putting on a business mode for your sake?"

Asa Vanni said somewhat speechlessly.

Although she knew this image probably wouldn't frighten her thick-skinned master, couldn't Dorothy give her some face as she rarely showed her true form?

The Evil God Witch trembled with anger.

However, she then directed her eerie sheep eyes toward her master before confirming:

"Dorothy, are you sure you want me to witness this ceremony? I think it'd be better for your sister or someone else to witness it."

Her words were vague, not straightforward, but Dorothy grasped the implied meaning.

The homebody witch's concept of the Fantasy Village Great Barrier was perfect, but the problem was it's too ambitious, so ambitious that it's not something a little witch like her is qualified to establish.

The name "Investiture of the Gods" wasn't just written for fun, after all.

Sure, as an innate Saint, she was qualified to appoint deities, but the problem was that she's in the Western Universe, not her Saintly homeland, the Eastern Universe.

Are you planning to decree Western Universe deities as an Eastern Universe Saint?

Won't that offend the Western Universe's face and the Witch World's pride?

This kind of overreach is evidently quite taboo.

Thus, Dorothy would ideally find a local partner, transforming this foreign enterprise into a joint venture so both parties could save face.

Except, finding a partner qualified to appoint deities in the Witch World.....

Hmm, The Third King, please.....

Of course, what seems impossible for others isn't much for the homebody witch. She just needs to act cute to her good sister and everything gets solved.

But the issue is, the sisters are playing the "I know who you are; you know I know who you are, but neither of us will say it" game.

If she approached Good Sister, it'd mean laying all the cards on the table.

As for the other two Witch Kings....

Dorothy admitted she wasn't really familiar with them.

Luckily, if the past and present Witch Kings weren't viable, the homebody witch still had a future king to consider.

Yes, now is the time to coax the naive son of the board chairman, who doesn't agree with the current company's style and longs to start anew to prove himself, into endorsing the investment for her newly established company and putting his name on it.

"Senior Sister, this Japan isn't just my domain; it's our Witch's Home, and you are one of the five initial founders of the Witch's Home, right?"

"Senior Sister, haven't you always thought that the current Witch World was beyond saving? So let's build a world of our own nations together."

"Senior Sister, I believe that one day the Fantasy Village's Barrier will cover the entire Witch World, and even the entire Western Universe."

"And in this, the Divine King cannot do it, the Dragon King cannot do it, and neither can the Devil King. I believe in the whole Western Universe; only you and I can achieve this."

.....Dorothy spinning big dreams....