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"Um, Senior Sister, can I turn around now?"

Dorothy felt a tug at the hem of her dress and, looking down with curiosity, she saw a little puppet with a cloth tied over its eyes asking her this question.

Caught off guard, the homebody witch turned to glance at their side, only to see her silly and docile junior still obediently facing away from them.

Ah, how earnest is this child?

She had no choice but to reach out and gently turn the shoulders of her adorably stupid little junior to face them.

"Audrey, don't you have even a little curiosity?"

Dorothy, who had barely lasted half a minute before turning her head to sneak a peek, asked her remarkably self-disciplined junior with some curiosity.

How did she manage to resist?

"Curious, yes, but Senior Sister, in stories, characters who can't control their curiosity usually don't end well. The first role I played when my mothers taught me acting as a child was of someone who died from knowing too much," Audrey sighed wistfully as she spoke.

Dorothy: "..."

Now that the event seemed over, Audrey also curiously examined the stranger who had appeared in the box.

Ah, so tall, huge, and beautiful, though a bit intimidating. Is this Senior Sister's mother?

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Although she had refrained from peeking just now, her ears had caught a little bit of the conversation suggesting that it was indeed Senior Sister's mother who had come looking for her, and it seemed she even knew her second aunt quite well.

She was indeed curious about what kind of witch Senior Sister's mother might be. Considering how knowledgeable and talented Senior Sister was, her mother must certainly be a gentle, learned scholar too, she thought.

However, when the imposing figure of the Dragon Witch sitting next to her second aunt came into view, little Fox was stunned.

Ah, how did a scholar turn into a general? And would Senior Sister grow to be as huge as her mother in the future?

Audrey glanced at her already tall Senior Sister beside her and couldn't help but wonder.

Indeed, Dragon Witches were famously robust and statuesque; many of the supermodels in the Witch World's entertainment industry hailed from Dragon Kingdom, envied for their perfect combination of strength and allure.

Senior Sister was just like her at 16 years old, her body had indeed matured, but she was far from her prime. And if Senior Sister fully matured...

Little Fox began to fantasize about what a mature lady version of Senior Sister might look like, easy to picture the body, but the face...

Ah, what does Senior Sister look like again?

Audrey cast a glance at her heavily made-up Senior Sister and couldn't help but feel a bit put off.

Sigh, Senior Sister was great in every other aspect, but her aesthetic sense was questionable; the childlike, messy makeup was a bit of an eyesore.

If it weren't for her social anxiety preventing her from speaking up, she would have volunteered to do Senior Sister's makeup herself.

"What are you looking at me for? Look at the stage."

Dorothy, feeling the burning gaze of her junior staring intently at her face, panicked, wondering if her makeup had smudged. She hastily conjured an Ice Mirror to check her appearance and, assured that nothing was amiss, she spoke somewhat exasperatedly.

"Ah....."

Reminded by her senior, Audrey finally came to her senses and realized her rudeness, with her cheeks turning crimson as the little fox shyly averted her gaze.

When her gaze followed the "Cloud Window" to the broad stage that was like a square, she soon saw an "Angel" with wings of blazing flames descending from the sky.

"Eh, another Angel Witch?"

Dorothy was also slightly taken aback upon seeing this new student representative who replaced her socially anxious junior to make the speech.

But after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable. In the current Witch World, with the Devil King in power, most Demon Witches were involved in politics, and many witch civil servants were Demons.

Even though Demon Witches had always had a terrifying reputation, which made many ordinary witches somewhat afraid of them, this infamy sometimes translated into authority, which actually facilitated the implementation of some policies.

Most Dragon Witches, on the other hand, were in the military, and many of the Witch World's renowned Battle Groups came from the Dragon Kingdom.

Also, due to the costly maintenance of the Battle Groups, coupled with the Great Dragon's love for money, the commerce in the Dragon Kingdom was famously thriving. The Astoros Family that Senior Mia belonged to was renowned as a wealthy family.

As for the Angel Witches, they had always been running the Witch Academy, focusing on education. Their clan was full of academic elites, and they were also responsible for the Witch World's cultural propaganda and scientific research and development.

After all, the real Angels were best at harvesting souls through religious faith, and Angel Witches, even surpassing their celestial counterparts, were even better at this.

Although most witches didn't follow a religion, it proved to be a useful tool in taming the otherworldly races they had conquered. Nowadays, these races were almost worshiping witches like deities, which showed how successful the Angel Witches were in their cultural propaganda.

And since the Witch Academy was the territory of the Angel Witches, they held many important positions within it.

For example, the position of the Student Council President — in the history of the Witch Academy spanning tens of thousands of years, seventy percent of the presidents were Angel Witches, with other races of witches accounting for no more than thirty percent.

And positions like the Disciplinary Committee Chairwoman typically went to Angel Witches, though this term happened to have Madeline as an outlier.

Therefore, it was only natural that positions like the new student representative would usually belong to Angel Witches.

After all, education was the primary profession of Angel Witches, so their children naturally were ahead of other races' children in terms of educational standards. At equal Talent, other races' little witches would struggle to compete with those who had the best tutors as parents.

With these thoughts in mind, Dorothy turned to look at her silly, oblivious Fox Junior.

Tsk, it seems this term's Angel Witches are not up to the mark either, not even Audrey managed to beat them. This batch of Angel Witch little ones are sure to be scolded by their families as the worst in history, laugh.

As Dorothy mulled over these thoughts, the Little Angel Witch on stage began her speech as the new student representative.

However, the content of the speech was indeed rather dull, just the universal, emotionally charged old spiel of thank yous — thanking you, me, and everyone else — that sent the Homebody Witch into a snooze.

Alas, there was nothing to do about it. The Little Angel's voice was quite lovely, and the Angel Witches always sounded like they were chanting Holy Songs. Paired with that boring speech, it was the perfect lullaby.

However, just as Dorothy's eyelids began to battle each other, the Little Angel on stage suddenly tossed aside her speech and cleared her throat.

"Is the young lady present? I know you're listening. How about it, why don't you come over to my side? I'll give you double of everything Sophia can offer you."

The moment Dorothy, who was on the verge of dozing off, heard these words, she snapped to attention.

Damn, what the heck is this? I was just nodding off for a moment, and now the topic's about me again?

And in fact, it wasn't just her; the entire great hall of the academy, which had been filled with a languid air of boredom, suddenly perked up at this unexpected turn of events.

At that moment, the onlookers sensed the scent of fun in the air.

...In the middle of little witches selling melons...