Witch Village.
Just outside the village chosen by the Cultural Work Troupe and regarded as the tourist reception area, Dorothy landed outside the village with the trembling Ice Fairy Witch.
"You're really gutsy, I've remembered you. You're truly brave. Okay, go watch the Magic Shadow yourself."
The homebody witch, annoyed, threw down the natural paparazzi fairy witch and then kicked her into the village.
Following this, the homebody witch squatted at the village entrance drawing circles, visibly losing color and turning into a stone statue.
Boohoo, my reputation is truly ruined. I really don't scare people that much.
She rolled on the ground, crying and fussing in her mind.
Though she didn't want to become too famous, she didn't want to be infamous. If she had to be known, she'd prefer a good reputation, as her middle-school phase was long gone, and she didn't want to be misunderstood as a dark hero.
That "sobriety in the midst of chaos" persona no longer made her feel cool.
