Otaku Witch-Chapter 1044 - 622. Mixed into it_2

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As soon as Sophia saw her young mistress's outfit and her excited, eager expression, she covered her face, feeling a bit helpless.

Great, this one is sure up to some mischief again.

"Senior sister, what's this?"

Little Fox blinked, not quite understanding what her senior sister was up to.

"Of course, we're planning to sneak in and get a free meal. We three are part of today's Air Force; if we don't get a free meal, are we supposed to fish for our food?"

Dorothy said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Although in truth, her magic bag had enough stored rations to last for several years, this didn't matter. What mattered was having a pretext.

Audrey: "..."

Little Fox's tail stiffened.

"Senior sister, isn't this bad? They didn't even invite us..."

The good little kid was ready to reason with her senior sister.

But the Trashy Witch didn't give her junior sister a chance to speak and snapped her fingers with a click.

Soon, magic power wound itself around Sophia and Audrey.

The witch's dressing curse.

Thus, when the glow of the magic power vanished, the Pure White Witch and Little Fox's appearances drastically changed.

The robes they were wearing changed into the style of Japanese kimonos. Sophia's was a set of wide-sleeved, white Divine Robe, a common attire among Japanese shrine priests.

Audrey's looked a bit similar to the outfit of Miss Oiran seen not long ago, but more solemn—a proper twelve-layer kimono.

"Okay, from now on, you're the Tengu Sophia. Quickly, spread your wings." Dorothy said to her roommate.

Or rather, angels and tengu are more or less the same, just that Sophia had more wings. Showing just one pair was enough.

Then she turned to her junior sister who was twirling around to get a look at the beautiful clothes, feeling pretty novel.

"You're the Fox Spirit Audrey from now on, too."

Little Fox was indifferent to this because she was originally Fox Witch herself, so she didn't see Fox Spirit as a derogatory term.

"What about you, senior sister?"

Dorothy revealed her Dragon Horn to cosplay as the Ghost Clan Witch.

Both had horns growing from their heads, and at a glance, Dragon Horn and Demon Horn didn't look much different.

"I'm the Freeloader Ghost Dorothy."

Trashy Witch defined herself like this.

Sophia: "..."

Audrey: "..."

Both were left speechless, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Seeing her cold joke fall flat, the Homebody Witch felt a bit awkward and went forward to extinguish the campfire she had just set up.

The campfire-treehouse that took some effort to build shrank as the campfire dissipated, reverting back to the original "Wooden Sword."

Dorothy stored this rare perfect wooden sword in her bag and cast a spell again.

"Calm as Still Water."

An invisible Dragon's Might erupted from her, a blend of the Fear Power of the "Ruler of Ancient Days," giving the effect that people would simply ignore them due to fear—a rather ingenious Invisibility Technique.

Though previously, Miss Oiran had seen through this magic during the Flower Street stroll, Miss Oiran was Peak, whereas Dorothy had just confirmed that there were no Peak Level witches in this Hyakki Formation.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have the guts to join the fun.

As long as there were no Peak Witches, it meant everything was stable, with no major risks, allowing them to be a bit carefree.

If she were the old Homebody Witch, she might have flinched, agreeing with Sophia's suggestion to back off. But now, with her official playful outing, she followed her heart.

If she truly wanted to play, why not play?

But...

"Senior sister, really not going to stop me?"

Dorothy looked at the Hat Senior Sister above her head, asked.

"Nothing worth stopping, Rosie, you just play. The solution will be thought out by your senior sister."

Senior Sister Fanny, who was often slacking, unexpectedly gave this promise.

With these words from her senior sister, the Homebody Witch finally relaxed completely, feeling at ease.

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Therefore, she no longer hesitated and quickly erased the traces of their stay before swaggering into the Night Parade of Hyakki, blending into the procession of lights.

Above the Homebody Witch, senior Fanny began to feel a bit eager.

Unlike others who had a superficial understanding of Japan, she, as the Future Fourth King, knew more, like this Monster Mountain for instance.

This mountain was one of the three Immortal Technique heritage sites of Japan.

Back then, the Immortal left three techniques. The best method for becoming Immortal was inherited in the Amaterasu Shrine, the most stable Yin Yang Techniques in Heian-kyo's Yin Yang Bureau, and lastly, the Demon Buddha Law was found here, in this Monster Mountain.

Although Senior Sister Fanny didn't know what mysteries these supposed Immortal Techniques held, she heard that Immortals always value the law of fate in their actions.

And now, Rosie was just leisurely wandering and bumped into this Monster Mountain, coincidentally hitting the Night Parade of Hyakki, leading Senior Sister Fanny to feel Rosie was fated with this Monster Mountain.

Yes, that Demon Buddha Law should be fated with my Rosie.

The Future Fourth King looked forward to it greatly, knowing her master possessed saintly Qualities—such talents were oft unsuited to Magic, leading to many times more effort for little gain. Yet despite this, Rosie was still absurdly skilled, leaving her curious what would happen if Rosie genuinely learned Immortal Law?

Senior Sister Fanny was truly curious.

Meanwhile, Dorothy and her two companions had seamlessly blended into the ranks of Hyakki. Thanks to the power of Calm as Still Water, nobody noticed there were three uninvited guests in the group.

Quickly, the procession of lights made its way forward, eventually arriving at an imposing building atop the mountain.

But once Dorothy saw this building, she was taken aback, as she had just seen a similarly ornate and imposing tower not long ago.

Surprisingly, this was the venue of the previous Oiran Banquet, the largest Yang House of the Yoshiwara Flower District, the Mirage Tower.

"Uh, identical building, huh?"

The Homebody Witch thought to herself.

Buildings, when they had blueprints, could indeed be mass-produced. Two identical houses weren't something to be shocked over.

However, as a Civil Engineering Witch, Dorothy was sensitive to buildings and quickly dismissed her earlier thoughts.

"No, this is the Mirage Tower. Similar styled houses might exist, but two completely identical ones, even matching aging marks, is impossible."

The Homebody Witch with her photographic memory pulled the Flower Street memories from her Memory Palace. Comparing the two, she frowned.

This was bona fide identical.

"Master Mirage Tower, everyone is here; please, open the gate."

At this point, one ghost among the Hyakki went up to knock on the grand building's door.

So, amid Dorothy's surprise, the tall tower opened its eyes, scanning the Hyakki before opening its door.

Ah... the tower's a living being, huh?

Even though the principle of Spider Teacher's school was "You're a grown house now; build yourself," when a truly living house appeared before her, the Homebody Witch still felt odd.

Especially after she discerned the Mirage Tower was also a Monster Witch... things felt odder.

No way, sure, witches had all sorts of bizarre Evolution Templates, but transforming yourself into a house was a rarer sight for Dorothy.

Gee, a daily crowd shouting 'Open the door, we want in!' and coming and going inside you, no matter how you think about it, it feels odd.

With this strange thought, Dorothy followed the Hyakki into the Monster building.

Upon entering, she curiously observed the internal structure, finding it just as identical to the Mirage Tower on the Flower Street.

The first floor was still a decadent feast, the second floor remained a tasteful gathering, even the scrappy-clothed ladies were the same.

And the third floor…

Observing the familiar blue and red Evil Spirit Witch gatekeepers, Dorothy fell into thought.

Oh, was it possible after the door opened I'd see an Oiran again?

The Homebody Witch pondered.

Soon, the two Evil Spirits exerted their strength, the doors opened, and the Hyakki flooded in.

"Lord Shuten, we've arrived."

Some Monster Witches greeted the Ghost King seated on the throne.

And Dorothy immediately locked eyes with the throne-seated, newly styled Fiendish Courtesan. The two stared wide-eyed at each other.

...faces filled with confusion...

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