That moment was truly hair-raising.
Let's not even start with whether someone is really a girl or not, but when your usual 'buddy' who spews crude jokes suddenly becomes all gentle, it's really something that takes time to digest.
"Yuck..."
Seeing Miss Demon King had already disappeared from the window, the Homebody Witch quickly acted as if she was vomiting, but in the next second, seamlessly switched to an elegant and friendly big sister from next door mode.
Because, Miss Demon King was already at the door.
"Wow, what's with that speed coming downstairs, are you teleporting, is it that urgent?"
Dorothy jokingly thought to herself.
A normal person coming down from upstairs would take at least ten seconds, right? Witches are more agile than mortals, but who sprints at full speed in daily life? That wouldn't be ordinary daily life, it'd be like the Flash's daily life, wouldn't it?
But it seemed Miss Demon King really did sprint down.
