Otaku Witch

"Teacher, I really think you should get angry at least once. If you don’t punish me, I might dare to ambush you again next time."

Artie said stubbornly once more.

Dorothy: "....."

The homebody witch looked at the Lord Demon King who was lying in the gift box, speechless for a moment.

What’s this? Are you hinting something to me?

Her gaze then landed on this beautiful figure the size of an action figure.

Hmm, I have to say, after all, being the Witch King, infinitely close to the strength of deities, her body, which has evolved to the utmost perfection, is flawless.

Even if there’s some imperfection in certain aspects, it would definitely be compensated in other ways.

Artie is just like that, the slight lack of a graceful curve in the upper body is fully compensated by the lower body.

The beauty of the Demon King’s legs is indeed unparalleled in the world.

The thighs are rounded and tender, fleshy and full, the calves are slender and straight, with perfect lines, and the pair of jade feet below the adorable ankles are simply art, with each toe being so cute and mischievous.

She was lying there, her restless calves kicking alternately, flicking back and forth, with her heels occasionally bumping against the perky buttocks, causing it to ripple like pudding.

Duang... duang...

Is it really that bouncy?

Dorothy recalled her own experiences with drumming and had to admit reality is actually far bouncier than imagined.

The tactile sensation of Little Artie was so intense, she couldn’t even imagine how strong it would be with Big Artie.

The homebody witch hesitated for a moment, her gaze lingering on those shaking ripples.

Miss Demon King seemed to notice her gaze, but instead of restraining herself, she continued with a coquettish laugh.

"Teacher, I really know I’m wrong. I want to reflect more deeply to avoid repeating the same mistake next time."

She emphasized the word "deeply".

So the question arises, what kind of reflection is considered deep enough?

Not only did Dorothy’s words lead her to start imagining, but she soon became a little enthused.

So.....

"Well, since you already know you’re wrong, I am quite pleased, Artie. You’ve finally grown up. Hurry up and leave; otherwise, if Sister and Lord Dragon King come, I won’t be able to protect you."

The homebody witch showed a gratified smile, just like a teacher truly feeling pleased for the growth of her student, pointing at the window as she spoke again.

Artie: "...."

Miss Demon King fell silent.

Dorothy just smiled without a word at this.

Did she really forgive this rebellious student?

The answer, of course, is no!

This rebellious student dared to drug her this time; who knows what she might dare to do in a night raid next time, Dorothy really can’t even imagine.

However, at the same time, the homebody witch has also come to deeply realize how low the bottom line of this rebellious student actually is. For someone who could say "I’m here to join you" after just seeing her and Sophia’s performance, is her waist drum dilemma a punishment or a reward?

This is really hard to say.

Maybe the first time she hit Artie, the Lord Demon King indeed felt embarrassed.

The second time she hit her, she should have at least been both embarrassed and angry.

But by the third time...

Three times is too much, after the third time, this one is probably already enjoying it.

You can doubt anything, but never the capability of succubi to accept; whatever you can’t imagine, there’s probably nothing they won’t dare to try.

It’s said that every year in the Abyss, many succubi die on the path of creating new playstyles, and they often hold various creative playstyle competitions. The viewership for this is very high in the Abyss, being the most popular Abyssal specialty show, with many witches secretly going over the wall to learn from it.

Oh, it’s worth mentioning that it seems a witch once pretended to be a succubus using Transformation Magic to participate in the competition and even won the championship.

Ahem, well, it appears the witches aren’t that high-minded in terms of accepting playstyles either; the elder sister doesn’t laugh at the second sister.

So this only further illustrates how terrifying the combination of succubi and witches into succubus witches really is.

Sigh, if only every succubus witch could be as worry-free as Madeline.

Dorothy sighed in her heart.

In any case, when dealing with this cunning sly Artie, she must grasp the core of the problem.

Artie, who could play so well with Hermes, surely isn’t an honest and trustworthy child, so naturally, not a punctuation mark of her words can be trusted.

But there’s one thing the homebody witch can be certain of.

That is, this rebellious student is so lowly, she actually craves the teacher’s body.

So the best way to deal with her is that the more she wants something, the less she gets it.

Well, overall, today she is not planning to touch this rebellious student at all, she should just quickly crawl away.

However, her recent thanks to Artie were genuinely from the heart.

Artie, thank you for creating the opportunity for Sophia and me. I’m going to award you the best assist award.

Dorothy looked at the increasingly stiff rebellious student with sincere gratitude.

Only....

Can pure homebody really outplay the experienced King of Succubi?

The homebody witch actually was pleasantly surprised to find Artie becoming more and more wilted after being repeatedly rejected, her pretty, seductive purple eyes becoming dull, leaving her look gray and pitiful.