Secondly, most witches wear Magic Robes, which are essentially skirts, and straddling a broom while flying can easily lead to exposure.
Of course, some broom racing enthusiasts do straddle, as it allows them to lie flat on the broom, minimizing drag and maximizing speed, but that's a special case, so let's not talk about it.
As Doris was thinking wildly about this, she subconsciously shook her head and glanced at the skirt of the clapping witch.
Heh, white bloomers, bad taste.
The girl muttered in her heart, but she did recognize who the witch was.
Ah, it's the lady as hard as a city wall that I just bumped into.
As her gaze traveled upward, Doris finally saw the true face of this witch.
This was a witch who looked pretty down-to-earth.
She wore a large black Witch Hat, the wide brim looking like a starry sky.
But beneath the wide brim was long black bangs, beneath the bangs were old-fashioned black-framed glasses, and further down were two braids hanging down her chest...
