Otaku Witch

Astoros walked out of the bathroom after her bath, completely naked, pondering which dress to wear for tonight’s birthday party.

Suddenly, she twitched her nose, catching a whiff of an alluring aroma.

This fragrance was coming from her kitchen.

"Uh...."

The Goddess of Wealth was a bit surprised as she walked to the kitchen door and saw a busy figure inside that was quite unfamiliar to her, as she hadn’t been to the kitchen many times.

Unlike the tiny, ant-like figure she’d seen not long ago, this figure now was as grand and divine as she, enabling her to easily handle this special kitchen.

"So it’s Dorothy, she hasn’t gone back yet?"

Even though the figure’s form and aura had completely changed, Astoros still recognized her identity at a glance and thought with some surprise.

Hmm, she didn’t expect to find herself getting "extra lines."

Even though they were Dragon Heads, there was a hierarchy among Dragon Heads. In terms of strength, she couldn’t compete with the ones before her. For strategy abilities, the Dragon Heads unanimously considered her, who just throws money around, a bit vulgar, hence did not intend to give her much screen time. But unexpectedly, there was still a surprise.

Good, it seems that girls with money generally don’t have poor luck.

The Goddess of Wealth thought proudly.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the Yellow-Cloaked King was humming a bizarre tune, happily experimenting with her new kitchen equipment.

Her sinister tentacles reached out from under her yellow garment and wrapped around the handle of the Golden Cauldron. Below the cauldron, pitch-black World-Ending Dragonflame burned, and several tentacles from the same yellow garment were lying in the furnace as fuel.

Initially, those burning tentacles felt pain and were rolling around in the flames, but as they rolled and rolled, they seemed to get used to it, and then they relaxed.

If you observed closely, you’d be astounded to find that not only did those tentacles not burn smaller, but they were also slowly growing.

However, as the firewood increased, the fire became more vigorous, causing Dorothy to helplessly stretch out a tentacle to retrieve one from the furnace, and reattach it to her body. The tentacle seemed quite happy to return, waving goodbye to its "sisters" still serving as firewood in the flames.

Hmm, such a magical and bizarre scene.

And looking inside the Golden Cauldron.....

Well, what’s being stewed inside is still tentacles.

Boiling beans with bean stalks, tentacles stewed with tentacles...

This scene seemed even more abstract.

Fortunately, the tentacles below burning and above stewing didn’t appear to be from the same source and were passionately cursing at each other.

"Damn, you sly demon, you’re mocking me."

The tentacles already cut up in the pot cursed fiercely, opening their mouths.

"Shh, be quiet, you’re affecting my blanching. Ingredients should have the awareness of being ingredients."

Dorothy in Yellow put a tentacle to her lips, speaking as she began to skillfully add Spiritual Scallion and Ginger, Hundred Flowers Cooking Wine, and other materials to remove the odor.

Hmm, evil god flavor is strong, it needs strong ingredients.

As the temperature of the water in the pot gradually rose, the Squid Evil God became increasingly unable to withstand it, shouting curses more fiercely with profane language.

This did not affect the cooking of the terrifying Yellow Robe Evil God at all, who was stirring the pot with magic while directing another giant octopus creature beside her to work properly.

That was also an evil god, just clearly less fierce than the one in the pot, but obedient.

This green-skinned Octopus Evil God skillfully removed one of its tentacles and respectfully handed it to the Yellow Robe Evil God, then started skillfully kneading dough, chopping onions, and cutting scallions on the side...

This was the reserve food Dorothy fished up from another world while vacationing at the Golden Country resort hotel. It was raised to ensure freshness when eaten. However, this Octopus Evil God surprisingly had high awareness, always offering its tentacles without Dorothy having to move, and even assisting when the homebody witch cooked.

For no other reason than to see if it can get a piece of meat during the meal.

Over time, this made the homebody witch a bit embarrassed to eat it, so she handed it to senior Fanny as a pet, since Fanny always liked quirky creatures like this.

"Good, today we’re not eating octopus; we’re having squid. It’s stronger than you, and its meat is tastier."

The King in Yellow tapped the green-skinned evil god’s octopus head with a tentacle, saying so.

The green-skinned octopus gave a regretful grunt, reluctantly reattaching the tentacle it had previously removed.

It seemed unconvinced that its meat wasn’t as tasty as the squid’s.

However, this endearing scene pushed the squid in the pot to its limit, as it was almost cooked, unable to maintain its stubbornness.

"I did eat people, but who doesn’t eat people in this world? You witches, haven’t you eaten fewer people?"

It questioned so from within the pot.

Dorothy paused upon hearing this.

This was quite truthful; just like humans regard monkey brain as a delicacy, witches do not see other humanoid creatures as much higher than monkeys in human eyes.

Strictly speaking, witches don’t eat humans, since they are closely related to humans.

However, whether this human concept refers to the generalized human or the narrowly defined human race is another matter.