Otaku Witch

"Tsk, those two old coots, the Dragon King and the Divine King, are definitely keeping a tight watch on me, afraid I’ll mess up the teacher’s birthday party. But little do they know, I wasn’t planning to be a congratulator at all. How tedious! Truly, what’s more sincere than offering oneself as a gift?"

Artie felt a small sense of pride.

She laughed at how the Dragon King was dull and the Divine King lacked wits.....

Ahem.....

Alright, that was a joke. What she really laughed at was how indecisive the Dragon King was, and how the Divine King was overly hesitant.

Hehe, they were both playing some kind of pure love game.

All that ’I once hurt you, I’m a sinner, I dare not face you again.’

And ’Now isn’t the time, I want a perfect ending, wait for me, wait for me to create that perfect world, then we’ll be happy forever.’

Laughable, what kind of pure-hearted adolescent romance fantasy is this? Are you two acting out a youthful sweetheart melodrama?

These two old things are clearly advanced in age, why bother pretending to be young girls, ugh....

What do they think love is?

Love is war.

And war means doing whatever it takes.

Simplicity triumphs, brave people get to enjoy the world first, okay.

No time to play the slow heat game, nor minding if the twisted melon is sweet or not, just get it first, talk about the rest later.

Artie could foresee that those two old coots would definitely guard against her, but it didn’t matter. In the end, two pure-hearted old timers with less romance experience than kids couldn’t possibly imagine she’d directly attack their stronghold.

When everyone thinks you don’t dare to directly attack, and you go for it, then it’s a qualified conspiracy.

When dealing with the most formidable enemy, often the simplest tactic is the most effective.

Of course, she didn’t do absolutely nothing, she still exerted a tiny bit of effort.

For example, she gave Denisha a little courage, intensified her jealousy, changing her original idea of just watching from afar, and brought her from behind the scenes to the front.

She also slightly enhanced Nidhogg’s competitive spirit and sisterly responsibility, making her focus more on the unexpectedly arriving Denisha.

She quite admired the long-lost sister-brother bond between Gabriel and Lucifer, so she gave them a little push so they paid more attention to each other.

Overall, a little bit here, a little bit there, tonight, the guests would all be quite busy, busy enough that no one noticed when the main guest of the party sneaked away.

Well, the teacher never liked lively events, being reclusive and socially anxious, leaving early was pretty normal.

Besides, today she received so many gifts, as a witch who loves gambling on luck, she was itching to open them, which was also normal.

In one of the gift boxes, a stunning young girl was wearing nothing but red silk ribbons that strategically covered everything crucial.

Well, even though there wasn’t much needing to be covered.

After all, although the girl had perfect beauty, looking pure and holy like an Angel at first glance, upon closer inspection, she was seductive like a Demon, supremely pure yet alluring. She also had a pair of impeccably perfect legs, with rounded thighs and straight calves, her translucent toes looked like white jade, dewy and tempting.

But why, apart from the face, were there only legs?

Hehe.....

Small hills would never understand the perilous beauty of peaks.

The wicked Devil King would never understand the greatness of motherhood.

But it didn’t matter, Artie didn’t care. The Incarnation of Lust, the Ruler of Pleasure, long ceased needing those Low-Level temptations.

Today, she must triumph.

Artie, holding the Authority of Lust, chose this Original Sin power precisely for today.

A faint pink mist quietly spread in the room, but no one could detect it.

She had just observed, and the room contained only the teacher. Her rebellious student, who usually clung to the teacher daily, was unexpectedly absent, seemingly gone to discuss gift matters with her sisters.

Well, the little Fanny, having grown this much, was giving a birthday gift for the first time, unsure what to give, needed advice, that was reasonable.

The last obstacle was gone, what followed was her private time with the teacher.

The power of lust could unknowingly lead one to fall, as it’s an Original Sin inherent to humanity; before it exploded, no one could detect it.

As for how to trigger it?

Hehe, just waiting for the teacher to unsuspectingly open the gift box and see her own face in it, at that moment, she’ll immediately fall in love and join in reaching the Peak of Pleasure together.

She knew the teacher was essentially a very traditional person, all owing to his quirky yet old-fashioned father’s teachings. To handle such a teacher, just capture her directly, and whether she admitted it or not, she’d hold a considerable special place in her heart.

In comparison to those two old things, Denisha and Nidhogg, Artie knew as a grafted student, she had fewer ties, hence she must secure that special place.

Even though the method was pretty low, effectiveness was what mattered.

She was a Demon after all, and a demon’s love was always like this.

"Teacher, I’ll make you happy."

Artie looked forward to it.

...

Dorothy walked out of the bathroom wearing her beloved Puppet Dragon pajamas.

"Senior, want to open gifts together?"