Chapter 75: 75. Who are you looking down on?
Nighttime, the top floor of the Shining Tower.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
The ingredients and the hot pot were intimately intertwined, like the closest lovers. The passionately burning and overflowing oil further intensified this already scorching emotion, making it even more piping hot and tempting.
Well, regardless of whether others were moved or not, Sophia, who was currently sitting on the living room sofa, pretending to read a book, was very moved. Tears couldn't help but flow from the Angel Witch's lips.
Clap.
The pure white girl simply closed the book in her hand.
After all, with the exquisite aroma that seemed to transform into feathers dancing on your taste buds, who could possibly study? Who would even have the mind to learn?
She simply looked up and glanced at the Big Miss in the kitchen, who was wearing a pink fluffy bunny apron, effortlessly commanding the kitchen utensils to move on their own while humming a song. Finally, she couldn't help but ask,
"Big Miss, when are you planning to take the Battle Method practical exam?"
Today, this Big Miss had already completed eight and a half assessment tests in one go. As long as she passed the final practical assessment, she would become the second Witch in a thousand years, besides the Demon Lord, to achieve the feat of passing nine consecutive tests.
This was an achievement that would shake the entire Witch World.
Even though Sophia felt that she didn't get along well with this Big Miss, for the sake of her teacher, she couldn't completely ignore her. She felt it was necessary to pay more attention to this matter so that she could account for it to her teacher later.
"Of course, the sooner the better. How about tomorrow morning? Finish the test as soon as possible so I'll have some time in the afternoon for other things."
Dorothy replied without hesitation.
Seeing the Big Miss's complete nonchalance about the matter, Sophiafelt her blood pressure soaring again.
My Big Miss, you are about to achieve a great feat that may be recorded in the history of Witches. Can't you show a little tension? Can't you take this more seriously?
The Student Council President, who had always been steady in her actions, was truly losing her patience. This Big Miss was simply the opposite of her personality, always easily breaking the composure of someone who usually had a good temper.
This person was clearly arrogant and conceited. She was even more arrogant than the Angel Witch herself. Your flippant attitude is irresponsible towards your own life.
Sophia felt more and more sympathetic towards her teacher now. With such a daughter, her teacher must be suffering. She was increasingly understanding the feeling of wanting to see someone succeed but being unable to.
"Then I'll take you there tomorrow morning."
The Angel Witch rubbed her throbbing temples, her voice filled with helplessness.
"Uh, is that really necessary? I see that your work as Student Council President is quite busy. I can just have my junior sister take me then. Otherwise, it would be too much trouble for you."
Facing Sophia's words, Dorothy felt a bit embarrassed. She waved her hand, indicating that it wasn't necessary to go through so much trouble.
All the work in this enormous Witch Academy relied on the decisions of this pure white Student Council President. The Angel Witch was like the emperor of this academy-nation, needing to preside over court sessions every day. Even one day of rest and idleness would have serious consequences.
How could Dorothy dare to delay the Student Council's work for her own small matter? Who knows how those bored troublemakers on the academy forum would criticize her then?
A beauty who causes ruin? A demoness of chaos? Disrupting the imperial court? The emperor from then on never attended morning court?
I dare not imagine, I dare not imagine anymore. Sophia, please give my poor reputation a chance to survive. I think I can still be saved.
Angel Witch: "..."
For some reason, seeing the Big Miss's face full of disdain, as if she were in the way, made her very angry. Do you think I want to serve you? You know I'm busy? I've been the President for so many years, always present, never taking a day off. Now I'm even willing to make an exception for you. Do you know my pain and sacrifice?
Just thinking about the one morning absence that would appear on her otherwise perfect Student Council President record made Sophia, who always strived for perfection in everything, feel utterly uncomfortable. Her obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't tolerate it.
But isn't this all for you, Big Miss? If you could just be a little more well-behaved, would I have to worry so much?
The most crucial thing was that her good intentions were not appreciated by the other person, who even looked disgusted.
At this moment, Sophia truly had an urge to throw in the towel and quit.
This Big Miss is too annoying. Whoever wants to deal with her can. You and your junior sister can just be together; out of sight, out of mind.
It was a pity that such thoughts remained just thoughts. Forget it, what can I do? This is the teacher's precious daughter. I'll endure it.
Sophia took a few deep breaths, then said seriously and sternly,
"Big Miss, tomorrow's exam is very important to you. I heard that passing nine consecutive tests will greatly increase your personal evaluation within the All-Seeing Eye. You might complete a hidden achievement and your rank points will greatly increase. Please, you must take this seriously."
However...
"Yes, yes, yes."
Even with the Angel Witch being so serious, Dorothy in the kitchen seemed rather perfunctory. She just kept nodding and saying yes, then lifted the lid of the pot. A spoon automatically brought some soup to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked it, feeling it was a bit bland.
Hmm, salt, salt...
She reached into the salt box nearby, pinched out a little salt, and then struck the classic Salt Bae pose.
Yay, that should be about right. This delicious thunderbird leg is roasted, it's ready to eat.
She joyfully began to instruct the kitchen utensils to plate the enormous, two-meter-long bird leg, then easily carried the heavy platter to the dining table.
"Alright, Sophia, dinner's ready."
Dorothy set down the giant platter, then poked her head out from behind the bird leg, calling out to her roommate.
Only...
Hmm, Sophia was truly angry this time, the kind that even delicious food couldn't cure.
The Angel Witch stood rooted to the spot, trembling. She looked at Dorothy with eyes like she was staring at a pile of mud, her gaze filled with resentment, Greed, unwillingness, and intense disappointment and grievance.
From the pure white girl's golden eyes, Dorothy saw only her own reflection, as if the thunderbird leg, which was larger than her entire body, had disappeared.
Oh-oh, it's over.
Seeing that this outwardly critical but inwardly honest roommate didn't even glance at her favorite food this time, Dorothy knew it was truly over. She was genuinely angry.
However, she also felt quite helpless about it.
"Sigh."
She sighed helplessly, then took off the ridiculous pink fluffy bunny apron and looked seriously at the pure white girl opposite her.
"So, Sophia, do you think I'm too frivolous, or too arrogant, or perhaps you think I'm a lost cause, just slacking off, and that I'll embarrass my mother, your most beloved teacher, is that it?"
Dorothy's eyes, hidden behind thick lenses, sharpened. Her dark eyes turned crimson, and her deep circular pupils began to narrow and become slit-like.
An invisible aura of majesty began to emanate from her. Though nascent, it was grand and upright, the purest, most unadulterated Dragon's might.
Sophia felt this majesty, exactly like her teacher's, and looked at the crimson dragon eyes opposite her, identical to her teacher's. For a moment, she felt an inexplicable tension, as if she had the illusion that a younger version of her teacher was right in front of her.
"So, Sophia, tell me, what should I do now? Should I frantically practice more, or be anxious and restless, unable to sleep, and cry to you, or perhaps cram at the last minute to investigate information about my opponent tomorrow?"
"Is it only by doing this that I will appear to take it seriously, appear to be ambitious, and become somewhat like a successful person should be?"
The inexplicably majestic young dragon questioned, a mocking smile on her face.
"Sigh, my dear Student Council President, I originally thought you might understand me, but you've disappointed me too much. You are clearly a strong person, so why must you be as hypocritical as those weak ones? Where is your strong heart?"
"Only weak individuals, lacking confidence, will hesitate, be timid, and feel uneasy when facing a challenge. It's merely a preliminary assessment. Why do you feel so much pressure?"
"Are you doubting my strength, doubting me, who has defeated you, the strongest Student Council President in this academy?"
"Or perhaps you, the Student Council President, are actually unworthy of your reputation, and the examiner responsible for me tomorrow will actually be stronger than you? Strong enough to defeat me, who once instantly killed you, under the same magic conditions required for the assessment?"
"Then answer me, Sophia, does such a high-difficulty assessment truly exist?"
"Please answer me, is this your strong heart, Student Council President? Are you looking down on me, or are you looking down on yourself?"
Shedding her lazy disguise, the giant dragon, revealing her ferocious claws for the first time, stared at the Angel Witch opposite her, her lips curving into an extremely mocking smile.
And the Angel Witch opposite her, though countless times stronger than this still young dragon, was completely suppressed in aura at this moment. Her golden pupils suddenly constricted, and for a moment, she didn't know how to answer.
Thus, after waiting for a long time and not receiving an answer, the young dragon felt somewhat bored. She turned around, once again becoming the inconspicuous, harmless country bumpkin Little Witch.
"Wow, my meat is getting cold. It won't taste good if it's cold. Don't just stand there dumbfounded, come and eat! Eating meat heartily is such a wonderful thing."
She sat back in her seat, as if nothing had happened, warmly inviting the still-stunned Sophia.
The young dragon is eating meat heartily...
3000 words, completely drained, too difficult. I want to slack off, I don't want to type. When will I no longer have to work so hard?