Late at night, after a hearty meal, the banquet came to an end.
Dorothy followed behind the two elders as they left, and before leaving the Yoshiwara Flower District, she looked back one last time at this still brightly lit and bustling sleepless place, feeling a little sentimental.
Ah, some things, beneath their brilliant exterior, always hide some ugliness that ordinary people could never imagine. Even though Oiran Ibuki already possesses peerless beauty and Peak Level formidable Strength, she is still a caged bird, trapped and unable to be free, gradually driving herself mad in the cage.
What on earth has happened to this world? Is this really an issue with the Physique of the Witch World? What can be done to change this situation?
The homebody witch fell into contemplation.
But she quickly shook her head and gently tapped her forehead.
