Dorothy was basking in the glory, quite satisfied with her junior sister Audrey's performance.
Though the homebody witch understood that the small goal was a fortune of astronomical proportions for her, it might not even equal Audrey's annual pocket money. Perhaps a single piece of jewelry on the little fox exceeded that price, so there wasn't much to be envious about.
Yet, despite this, Audrey wasn't impatient or dismissive of her boasting; she quietly listened, occasionally nodding, clapping her hands, and looking at Dorothy with admiring eyes, as if saying, "Senior sister, you're amazing."
Moreover, this wasn't just an act. Although the little fox was indeed great at acting, Dorothy could clearly sense the sincerity from her junior sister's eyes.
Thus, facing a junior sister who was outwardly seductive but inwardly pure and adorable, obedient and sensible, and also very admiring of you—who wouldn't surrender?
