Otaku Witch

The homebody witch sighed and stopped the work of concocting her magic potion, then casually pulled out a test tube-shaped magic potion bottle from her pocket and guzzled it down.

Afterward, following a flash of magical power, Dorothy who had been there a moment before, disappeared, and in her place was a white dove cooing softly.

The magic potion "Bird Transformation" was one that Dorothy had brewed herself.

Although she had now mastered some basic transforming arts, her talent for transformation magic remained unparalleled. Why waste her precious magic power that wasn't abundant to start with when a potion could solve the problem?

The white dove spread its wings and adeptly flew out from the cellar, then exited the room through the window of the church.

Theoretically, as degraded witches, the awakened girls should possess combat power far surpassing mortals. They might not strut around unopposed in the Inner City District of the City of Sin, but in the outskirts, they could. Still, the homebody witch was somewhat worried. She decided to surreptitiously observe just in case—should an accident occur, she was ready to intervene. It would be a shame for such a hard-won future comrade to perish prematurely.

Only...

The white dove that Dorothy had transformed into hadn't flown far when she sensed something rapidly approaching from behind. She turned her head to see a majestic white eagle speeding towards her.

"Dorothy, where are you off to so late?"

The white eagle spoke but it was Denisha's voice that came out.

Miss Shepherdess's room was next to Dorothy's. She had sensed the magic's aura and couldn't help but follow out of concern.

"I'm just checking on a seed I planted earlier to avoid any mishaps. It's late; you should get some rest and not worry about me," Dorothy replied while vigorously flapping her wings.

Tsk, flying as a bird is truly tiring; she somewhat longed for her dragon's wings that came with an innate ability to fly.

"Then I'll go with you. I won't be at ease if you go alone," the white eagle said, easily catching up and flying side by side with the white dove.

At this, Dorothy felt a warmth in her heart.

Wuu wuu wuu, what a good sister. It's a pity it's only a dream.

The homebody witch sighed inwardly, then decided she should enjoy the moment. She folded her wings and stood on the back of the white eagle.

A white dove rides a white eagle.

After all, Denisha's transformed white eagle flew much faster than her small white dove.

Tsk, these low-level magics are so inconvenient. You can't transform into whatever you want at will; it's all random, and once transformed, you can't change it again. Why did she have to turn into a harmless dove? She wanted to become a predator, at least an owl would have been acceptable.

Damn...

Denisha: "...."

Miss Shepherdess felt somewhat helpless about her mischievous little sister.

The white eagle shook her head and said nothing, simply spreading her wings and swiftly carrying the white dove forward.

Soon enough, the sisters came to a familiar place—the house of the little girl where it all began.

Only...

The house looked quite normal, with no signs of battle; this puzzled both the white dove and the white eagle. The two birds glanced at each other and then stealthily approached the window, their hard beaks easily pecking two small holes in the paper window. They pressed up against these holes and peered inside.

Upon looking, both birds were struck with awe.

"Wow, this kid's got something special."

...Amid the birds' astonishment...