Otaku Witch

"Hmm, the cat ears are quite cute, they definitely match the young lady’s vulgar taste."

She commented.

Instantly, the future Fourth King was struck down by a single sentence, and she retreated under the covers, pretending to be dead.

But the Gray Witch didn’t pursue the matter further; she refocused her gaze on her own young lady.

"So, what’s going on?"

She asked seriously, without any further sharp words.

She wasn’t blind, so she naturally noticed the strange state of the young lady and senior Fanny earlier; the previous taunting was just because she was annoyed at them playing maid games in the room.

After all, that cat-ear maid outfit on senior Fanny couldn’t have been put on just because she lost control, right?

The young lady, she really is a hungry beast. I already told her if she couldn’t hold back, she could just come to me.

Under the housekeeper’s gaze, Dorothy immediately straightened up, switching from a duck sitting position to kneeling, and obediently began to explain what had happened before.

"I really don’t know what happened. I was happily coming back to open the gifts, but just as I opened the first gift box, senior covered my eyes from behind, saying she had a surprise for me. Then I turned around and saw her in a cat-ear maid outfit, and I completely lost control after that."

She honestly recounted everything that had happened.

From her side came the voice of senior Fanny from under the blanket.

"I... I was just a willing loser, this maid outfit was owed to Dorothy, but I really can’t bring myself to wear such clothes normally, so I figured to fulfill the bet by gifting it on her birthday. It made more sense to me, but then I also lost control."

Explained the self-conscious senior.

Thus, Dorothy and Sophia both turned their attention to the pile of gifts, while senior Fanny extended a tentacle from under the cover, with an eye at its tip peering over there.

Hmm, then the truth is singular; it was obviously the problem with the gift.

At that glance, the three were dumbfounded.

They saw inside the opened gift box, a beauty dressed in tattered clothes, with only a few strands of silk strategically covering the essentials, staring longingly at them.

Though small like a figurine and inexplicably motionless, the three of them recognized the identity of the beauty just from that perfect face.

After all, that face was often seen in various places.

It was the current Witch King, Lord Demon King Astimos.

At this, Dorothy’s eyes flared with fire, who felt the instinct to run away amidst her anger, while under the cover, senior Fanny was both cold and trembling with rage but similarly dared not confront this teacher.

Only Sophia raised an eyebrow, recalling the gift suggestion the teacher had given her earlier.

Ha, what you dare not do, there is always someone braver to do it.

Such is senior Fanny, and now also Lord Demon King.

However, the three soon noticed that Lord Demon King seemed to be trapped by something, truly unable to move, able only to blink, signaling with a dignified expression for them to release her.

Upon realizing this, the Homebody Witch burst into laughter.

Heh, she thought, this is the Dragon King Palace after all; how could the security be so poor?

"Dying of laughter, so you got caught too, now you can’t blame me."

She counted her fingers with a menacing grin, getting ready to stand up and showcase her musical talent.

Hmm, she had just improved her Waist Drum Technique and planned to perform "Why the Monkey’s Butt is So Red" today.

But just as she was halfway up, Sophia by the bedside moved first.

However, the Gray Witch didn’t lay a hand on Lord Demon King, as that would be a grave disrespect, an act of treason; she’s a law-abiding witch and naturally wouldn’t commit such a great mistake.

So instead, Sophia laid hands on her own young lady.

She directly grabbed the unsuspecting Dorothy and pressed her onto the bed.

"Uh, Sophie..."

Dorothy thought the housekeeper was trying to stop her, she was about to speak, but subsequent words were silenced.

Yes, physically silenced.

Her lips met something soft, and before her eyes was Sophia’s face, beautiful and decisive, close enough to touch.

She was enveloped by the scent of lilies, lotus, and irises.

Ah, what...

No, did I just get forcefully kissed?

Dang, if I didn’t lose my first kiss earlier during my loss of control, then it’s definitely gone now.

Uh, stop being so forceful, and don’t bite my lips, they’re bleeding!

At this moment, Dorothy’s heart was in chaos.

So chaotic that neither the Pact of the Heart nor the Bodhisattva State of Mind could hold it off.

She truly didn’t expect to lose her first kiss in such a way; so passively, so unexpectedly.

After a long moment, Sophia ended the domineering yet clumsy kiss, licking the blood by her lips, the touch of bright red akin to the most luxurious lipstick.

Then she turned her gaze to the Demon King in the gift box.

"The young lady’s first kiss is mine, Sophia’s."

She announced proudly.

Subsequently, the room descended into silence, the eye on senior Fanny’s tentacle emerging from the covers widened in shock, but even more widened was the Lord Demon King in the gift box.

... Artie, in eye-bulging shock...