Otaku Witch

"Huh, what’s so strange about the name ’Hundred-Head Slayer’?"

Dorothy, who wasn’t quite clear on the fact that the Dragon King was also a hundred-headed dragon, was taken aback by her mother’s reminder, but she actually found the name quite cool.

However, she trusted that her mother wouldn’t do anything to harm her.

So the homebody witch didn’t rebel, she nodded, indicating that she remembered it.

As for the Hundred-Head Slayer in her hand, Dorothy threw it into the air, and then the absurdly large great bow suddenly shrank, finally transforming into a small bracelet that wrapped around her left wrist.

Divine weapon transformation, it’s a basic ability, nothing much to say.

This bracelet was also designed in the dragon and serpent style, but unlike the ancestral elder necklace around her neck, this dragon and serpent design had a hundred heads, forming a beautiful braided string with intricately detailed dragon heads, looking quite nice at first glance, but on closer inspection...

The hundred heads were really fierce, after all, this bow was indeed a vicious weapon, with a heavy murderous aura that was quite frightening.

"Hehe, speaking of which Mother Dragon, you actually held back just now, I thought you would jump out and give him a good beating."

The homebody witch looked at Mother Dragon, whose face was gloomy, and covered her mouth with a mischievous grin.

Anyway, Adam had already run far away by then, so she was just saying. No way Mother Dragon would actually chase after Adam and give him a good thrashing now.

However, Adam and Annie really did go on a stealth mission for nothing, because when Dorothy just opened the window, her unique Inspiration had already faintly sensed Mother Dragon’s presence coming along.

Coming to think of it, having suffered once before, Mother Dragon learned her lesson, and even if she didn’t say it, the homebody witch could feel the tight security surrounding her room since she’d returned home, the kind referred to as a heavenly net.

Yeah, not to mention Adam and Annie, two live people, even if a mosquito flew around here too long, it would probably get caught to see if it was transformed by someone using Transformation Magic.

"He’s ultimately your father. Though I did want to give him a good smack, I wouldn’t be harsh enough to prevent a father from giving his daughter birthday blessings, and this time he was sensible enough not to do anything extra."

Faced with her daughter’s mischievous teasing, Euphilia said as much.

Of course, while she said this, there was still a hint of sourness in the Dragon Queen’s tone.

She was still a bit jealous of how close Adam got to be with her daughter. Though her and Dorothy’s relationship had warmed up quickly after misunderstandings were cleared, it still couldn’t be compared to their ten-year father-daughter bond.

Still, Adam was a mortal, and in just those short ten-odd years, he had gone from the dashing youth in memory to the middle-aged man he is now. Mortals are ultimately short-lived, and in terms of time, he couldn’t outlast her, a witch.

The one who could really accompany her daughter’s growth in the future was her, this mother.

Thinking about this, Euphilia’s mood improved significantly.

This was the first birthday she celebrated with her daughter, and in the long future ahead, she could spend countless birthdays with her daughter, could Adam do that?

Victory, a great and overwhelming victory.

Meanwhile, Dorothy was keenly aware of her mother’s desire to grow closer, and she scratched her head, feeling a bit awkward too.

Since she was becoming an adult after this birthday, and if counting her past life, she was already long an adult. It’s hard to act like a little girl and cuddle up to her mother.

Besides, imagining herself sweetly jumping into Mother Dragon’s arms, asking for a hug, gave her goosebumps.

Good heavens, maybe we’re really not suited for that normal mother-daughter interaction.

But, although it was uncomfortable, seeing the small hope in Mother Dragon’s high and mighty eyes, she sighed.

Sigh, a child’s birthday is actually a mother’s day of suffering too. If it’s what Mother Dragon wishes, she would steel herself and act.

Therefore, she rubbed her face, then showed a childlike smile, and reached out to Mother Dragon.

"Mom, did you prepare a birthday gift for me?"

Dorothy blinked and affected a coquettish tone.

Even though she was inwardly retching.

Good heavens, she never thought there would be a day she would act cute in such a cloying manner, it felt like something precious was broken inside, that once her soul of manliness.

Oh, I’m just a homebody, never was a macho, so it’s okay.

Mother Dragon: "...."

Euphilia looked at this strange daughter, quietly retreating a step, then crossed her arms, assuming a posture like she had goosebumps.

Dorothy: "...."

Mother, did you seriously step back? I’ve tried so hard to be coy.

The homebody witch donned a clown mask.

But after a moment, both mother and daughter looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Dorothy, that kind of coyness doesn’t suit you at all, sorry, I really didn’t mean to laugh, just couldn’t help it, but I’ve noted down your look just now, and I’ll definitely have an album customized just to preserve it."