Dorothy had just gotten rid of a gossip-hungry junior sister when she turned around to see Senior Mia, the Golden Princess, with a face full of curiosity.
"Senior Sister, what do you want to ask for? I haven't done anything wrong. Go ask her."
The hobody witch felt a cold shiver of irritation. Why was it that every ti Sophia got angry, everyone ca to question her as if she had done sothing wrong? Why couldn't it be that the other person was the one with the issue?
Damn it, I was just trying to give soone a gift out of the kindness of my heart. I didn't even get a thank you, and now I have to put up with this nonsense. Life's too hard.
Although she knew why Sophia was angry, so what? Why could Sophia be mad and not ? Anyway, I'm not backing down today. I'm not pandering to her foul mood.
Senior Mia: "..."
Seeing her looking like a volcano on the verge of eruption, a little fairy ready to explode at the slightest touch, the Golden Princess imdiately clamped her mouth shut.
She glanced at the little fairy and then at the president not far away, first with a dawning realization and then a sense of helplessness.
In Senior Mia's eyes, these two were just like little kids having a tiff, clearly thinking about each other but still being stubborn.
It was like two kindergarten kids who really like each other, shouting "I like you" "I like you more." "Nonsense, I like you way more than you do." "Impossible, your like is definitely not as strong as mine." And as they rant, they beco even more competitive, neither willing to give in, leading to a cold war.
It's so childish but...
I'm dying of envy here.
What did I do to deserve this? Why do I have to endure a mouthful of dog food first thing in the morning? And it's not just any dog food; it's my crush with another girl. What kind of loser Minotaur script is this?
Senior Mia was also depressed.
My fists, they've beco hard. During the spar later, I'm going to go all out.
Above Dorothy's head, Hat Senior Sister was the most pleased of all, with those imaginary Eyes of the Stars on the fictitious Witch Hat staring wide and a giant, creepy mouth atop the hat brimming with wicked delight.
"Fight, co on, fight, this is hilarious, Dorothy, you finally got yours, serves you right for being a flirt."
...The lon-eating Witch was overjoyed...
And so, the preparations for the day trip were completed amidst one person's joy and four others' chilling agitation.
When everything was ready, Dorothy took down the glass wine bottle hanging next to the treehouse and pulled out the cork.
Instantly, a roar of a dragon bellowed forth, and the chanical White Dragon, resembling a warship, returned to its original form.
"Family Head, the White Night Dragon is ready to go."
After the chanical White Dragon's roar, gears and components began to whirl, transforming back into the mini warship about twenty to thirty ters in length and a dozen ters wide. The ship's doors slid open, and the temporary Warship Girl Zero's hologram stepped out of the cabin and announced.
"Let's set off then."
Dorothy waved her hand, putting away everything that had been prepared into her magic bag, and then led the way onto the ship.
Audrey and Senior Mia followed her onto the ship shortly after.
Sophia, however, did not move, and just when the hobody witch was wondering whether the Pure White Witch had truly beco so angry she'd lost her common sense and was considering backing out,
The Angel Witch stretched out her hand, and a stream of light descended from the sky, passing through the Island Protection Array, and finally landed in Sophia's hand.
It was an official docunt.
The Pure White Witch silently slapped the docunt onto the White Dragon Warship, and after it disappeared, Warship Girl Zero began to broadcast.
[Detecting unknown docunt being loaded...]
[Detection complete, "Witch Academy Private Warship Registration Docunt" is being recorded...]
[Registration na: White Night Dragon]
[Registration number: by9527]
[Authority level: Highest]
[Authorizing body: Witch Academy Student Council]
.....
Dorothy: "....."
It was only then that the hobody witch suddenly rembered that even in the Witch World, you needed to get a vehicle registration first. After all, one must register before flying within the Witch Territory, let alone a warship.
And since the warship was freshly completed yesterday, damn it, all she thought about was testing its performance today, forgetting that an unregistered, unauthorized vessel wasn't allowed to fly randomly. Otherwise, if it's mistaken for an invader, it could be shot down without a place to reason it out.
Oh, no...
"So you were busy with this just now?"
The hobody witch's eyes widened as she looked at the Pure White Witch who had stuck the docunt and was only now preparing to board the ship.
She had just witnessed the docunt flying over from the direction of the student council, clearly just having been signed.
"What else? Did you expect , the mistress who is always scatterbrained and impulsive, to do it?"
Sophia glanced sideways at her mistress, who seed to stop short, apparently flushed with sha, and spoke irritably.
Dorothy: "..."
Damn, she had no idea how to retort now.
The hobody witch was sunk; she hung her head in defeat.
The triumphantly victorious Pure White Witch, however, walked tall and proud onto the ship.
The victory of the day belonged entirely to Sophia.
....
"Let's go, Zero, take off towards the City of Glory."
Dorothy quickly regained her spirit, noisily instructing Warship Girl Zero to prepare for woohoo.
Well, as long as I'm not the one feeling awkward, the awkwardness is soone else's problem. Sotis you just need to have a thick skin.
"By your command, Family Head."
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