Otaku Witch

"Sis, you’re washing so slowly, huh, why is your face so red? You’ve definitely soaked too long."

When Dorothy walked out of the bathroom into the parlor where her sisters were gathered, Alice immediately started grumbling with slight dissatisfaction upon seeing her.

This left the homebody witch feeling a bit awkward.

Wasn’t this just her old habit acting up again? Once she started learning, she just couldn’t stop, and she accidentally got carried away chatting enthusiastically with Miss Head Maid. Fortunately, Miss Veil halted things in time, or she might have ended up staying in the bath all day.

But Miss Head Maid really is a master. Although she only experienced the acupoint technique once, she analogized brilliantly and nearly fully comprehended this secret technique that Dorothy and Mother Dragon developed together. Her casual pointers made everything clear to the homebody witch, and her Combat Magic experience shot up like a rocket.

Hmm, looks like it might be necessary to frequently invite Miss Veil for baths in the future.

She made this decision in her mind.

On the surface, though, she placated her silly sister with a serious face.

"This is the Royal Family’s bathhouse; the bathwater is good stuff. Soaking longer helps in better absorbing its medicinal effects, you silly sister who never appreciated bath time since childhood."

Yeah, vampires dislike running water, and werewolves especially don’t like having wet fur, so little Alice has never enjoyed bathing since she was little. Bath time with her was always like trying to wash a drenched cat.

Of course, this isn’t really a big issue, given that it’s the Magic Era; a cleanliness curse can make you spotless in an instant, making bathing long unnecessary.

The enjoyment of it outweighs its practical value.

"Hmph, you’re just freeloading, sis."

The little witch blushed after her sister embarrassed her in front of everyone, sticking her tongue out at her sister.

The other sisters, meanwhile, looked Dorothy up and down, prompting Senior Mia to genuinely admire,

"Little Fairy, your look is fantastic."

Of course, once you’re done bathing, a change of clothes is needed, especially when there’s a royal banquet to attend soon. Can’t go looking shabby.

Initially, Dorothy planned to have Fafnir do an Armorization and wear her usual battle robe as a dress. But, it so happened Miss Veil was nearby just then.

As Head Maid of Dragon King Palace, Miss Veil strongly criticized the homebody witch’s casual fashion choice, then, with a wave of her hand, conjured a complete professional wardrobe, giving her a thorough fashion makeover.

Since she had just received guidance from Miss Head Maid, Dorothy couldn’t very well be ungrateful, so she begrudgingly let Miss Veil take over, ending up in her current look.

She was clad in a rare, exquisite black evening dress adorned with golden tassels, featuring a beautiful fishtail figure-hugging design at the hem, exuding luxury.

The dress fit her perfectly, as if tailor-made for her, showcasing her typically hidden good figure flawlessly, captivating anyone’s gaze.

Moreover, it wasn’t just her attire; her face bore an exquisitely applied makeup. Even though she tried hard to restrain the charm of the Face of God, the perfect makeup by Miss Head Maid pushed her flawless looks towards demonic allure, anyone who saw her would find her unforgettable.

Finally, several exquisite, yet not gaudy, jewelry pieces embellished her appearance.

She now embodied elegance and beauty, akin to a true princess.

Truth be told, upon seeing her reflection post makeover, Dorothy felt she looked astoundingly good, almost mesmerized, with the only snag being the strange embarrassment in her outfit.

It’s the quintessential women’s attire, after all.

Even though she’s been a witch for many years, Dorothy can count on one hand the number of times she’s donned traditional women’s wear—these dresses always leave her feeling a bit unsafe, with a noticeable draft underneath.

Still, it’s the sentiment from Miss Veil, so she’ll endure it this time until the banquet concludes, then switch back.

That’s what she thought to herself.

Nonetheless, receiving praise from Senior Mia made her quite happy.

"No way, Miss Head Maid was the one who dressed me up this beautifully, and everyone looks great too."

She glanced around at her sisters, noticing they too had donned evening dresses, each looking stunningly beautiful.

Sophia’s sacred princess gown, Senior Mia’s formal evening dress, Madeline’s backless fishtail gown, Audrey’s coy Lolita dress, and Alice’s dark gothic dress.

Indeed, there are no idle hands in the Royal Palace; the sisters’ costumes were expertly managed by the Maid Corps, revealing each sister’s unique style like master stylists.

As they stood together, it truly felt like a fashion show was underway.

In short, after a few rapid blinks, the homebody witch felt full even without breakfast.

Indeed, beautiful girls are the treasures of the world.

However, despite being a feast for the eyes, a proper meal is still needed.

Soon, a maid knocked on the door and called everyone over to the dining room.