Chapter 52: 52. Evil Arts and Enchanting Evils
Three days later, Brewster Academy Admissions Office.
As one of the top ten prestigious schools, a top-tier institution in the research field, and an absolute ace academy in both the Alchemy and Architecture Departments, Brewster Academy's entrance was naturally crowded with students eager to apply.
After all, applying didn't cost anything, and there was no loss if they didn't get in, so why not give it a try? It could be considered a life experience.
Many Little Demonesses came with this mindset.
Therefore, most of the Demoness students gathered in the open space outside the admissions office were actually quite relaxed. Only a small number of studious Demonesses, who truly aimed to get into this school, had serious and slightly solemn expressions at this moment.
Of course, besides the studious ones, there was also a group of academic prodigies who were calmly and naturally waiting for the announcement. They were already confident of success, so they weren't nervous at all.
However, just then, a sudden commotion erupted from the crowd behind them.
"Wow, look, quick, look! A beauty!"
"Tsk, what's so rare about a beauty? Who isn't one? Hiss... It really is a beauty, so gorgeous!"
"Oh my god, a great beauty!"
"Sister, look at me, I'm super sweet!"
"Five minutes, I want all the information on this beauty!"
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After all, it was a school where young people gathered. At this age, they were in the prime of their youth, with budding romantic feelings, longing for love, and always paying extra attention to attractive individuals of the opposite gender around them.
Emmmm, well, Demonesses aren't picky; they like anyone good-looking. Of course, what best fits their aesthetic is still their fellow Demonesses.
After all, there are no ugly Demonesses, only good-looking, very good-looking, extremely good-looking, and so on. The average appearance of Demonesses is much higher than that of the Elf race, who are known for being all beauties, and comparable to those flashy Angels in Heaven.
But how to put it, beauty has always been relative. Without the contrast of ugliness, how can the rarity of beauty be highlighted?
Therefore, when everyone isn't ugly, those who are just generally good-looking are actually equivalent to ordinary people. Even the very good-looking ones can't stand out much. Only those who are extremely good-looking are called 'beauties,' and those universally recognized beauties must be of the nation-toppling level.
As for the legendary peerless beauties capable of making fish sink, geese fall, the moon hide, and flowers blush...
Emmmm, there aren't many of those among Demonesses either.
No choice, strong racial quality only raises the lower limit for Demonesses. As for reaching the upper limit, that still depends on individual fortune.
And now, this beauty, who could cause a commotion even among Demonesses upon her appearance, must at least be of the nation-toppling level, right?
Dorothy, who was mixed in with the waiting crowd, immediately became interested. She also turned to look in the direction of the commotion.
At this moment, Zhai Mo Nv was no longer in her previous state of being completely covered. There was no choice; after all, because of Sophia's big scene three days ago, her previous unpresentable country bumpkin appearance instantly became a campus celebrity, extremely popular.
Not to mention anything else, now as long as you go online and log into Witch Academy's school forum, there are overwhelming posts like "Overbearing Student Council President Falls in Love with a Country Bumpkin Girl," "Lord Angel's Unassuming Little Wife," "Inconspicuous Me Can Also Become Famous Throughout the School," "Shocking, Student Council President's XP is Actually Like This," and so on. Some skilled writers have already started writing fanfiction based on that incident.
Tsk, still calling yourselves gods? Why are you Demoness deities so gossipy? Have some divine dignity!
Dorothy recalled the curious gazes of the Student Council members when she was handling procedures earlier, their respectful attitude treating her as the President's forbidden property, and the almost lightning-fast efficiency of their document processing...
Suddenly, the lazy Demoness's eyes lost their sparkle.
Therefore, for these three days, she had been cooped up at home, not daring to go out. Even her beloved Magic Net no longer held its charm.
Who wants to go online and see a screen full of fanfiction where they are the protagonist, damn it? Why the hell do I have to be the submissive one, the little wife? Your President is only fit to obediently wash dishes for me at home, alright?
Just thinking about the overwhelming rumors, Dorothy shivered with anger in the constant-temperature room. Can this world still be good? When can our Little Demonesses stand up?
Therefore, she could only turn her indignation into strength and dive into the Magic Net Great Library to study.
Hmm, she wanted to develop vigorously and then amaze everyone one day. By then, those guys would understand who was on top.
Bah! Who the hell wants to be on top? I'm so angry I'm confused. Sophia and I are innocent, alright? That kind of broken Angel who always speaks in a sarcastic tone, mocking me, who wants her? If it weren't for my mother's sake, I wouldn't even bother to glance at such a person.
However, although she didn't really want to go out, today was the start of the Brewster Academy admissions exam. Therefore, Dorothy had no choice but to leave.
And because the heat from the incident three days ago hadn't subsided, to avoid attracting too much attention, Dorothy changed her appearance before going out.
This was thanks to her always being fully armed when she went out before. So, even though that unknown country bumpkin Demoness from three days ago had become a school celebrity, what did that have to do with me, Dorothy?
As for the problem that her true face being too beautiful would make it even less safe to go out, there was no need to panic. Wasn't there still the four great evil arts from her previous life?
It's a bit difficult to do good makeup, but making herself ugly is simple.
Today, for this exam, Dorothy, this straight man, awkwardly spent half an hour applying makeup in front of the mirror. Although this process could actually be done with magic—illusion magic is the best makeup art—if you go out with an illusion on your face, aren't you clearly telling others there's something wrong with your face? While most Demonesses probably wouldn't be so nosy as to break your illusion, what if you encounter a few who are?
So, traditional makeup is still more reliable. Demonesses do wear makeup, alright? This ancient craft has been passed down to the present, with cosmetics simply upgrading from ordinary materials to various precious spiritual materials. Therefore, no matter how nosy a Demoness is, they wouldn't deliberately splash makeup remover on someone's face.
Dorothy, a straight man in her previous life and a straight woman in this life, couldn't apply makeup worth a damn. However, not knowing how to apply makeup now became an advantage. After a chaotic and random application, her face was completely unrecognizable.
Her hair was haphazardly permed into a messy curl, as if hair dye had been randomly splashed, resulting in a colorful mess. Heavy, Death-red and black eyeshadow, strange golden star pupils, sparkling, randomly flashing shiny nails, and skin darkened to a sun-tanned bronze...
Well, anyway, she went all out with the visual kei style. And the final product...
Looking at the unexpectedly decent-looking hot-girl-style dark-skinned beauty in the mirror, Dorothy fell into contemplation.
Damn, she really tried hard to disfigure herself! Is this what they call: even a beautiful person wearing a sack looks fashionable?
But never mind, at least her appearance dropped from max level to 'very good-looking.' She really did her best.
Although looking like an unstudious hot girl was also quite eye-catching and would make classmates treat her as a weirdo and ostracize her, this was still much better than being treated as the President's wife.
Dorothy finally satisfiedly imprinted this makeup as magic. This way, next time she wanted to apply makeup like this, she just had to snap her fingers, and the cosmetics would move on their own.
After all, she applied this makeup randomly. If she removed it now and you asked her to recreate it, she wouldn't be able to. She didn't want to go to school with a different face every day; that would be too strange.
Hmm, this is Forest Witch's new magic, Witch's Makeup Art.
Well, when she has time, she'll create the Witch's Four Great Evil Arts. That should earn her another large sum of library points.
In short, today Dorothy was still doing her best to be an ordinary Little Demoness.
But, just as there are people with social fear like her, there are also those with social confidence.
Dorothy turned her head and looked towards the commotion behind her. What met her eyes was an endless beautiful sight.
Good heavens, there really is a Succubus Witch! Wait, what's with those fox ears and those Kujo tails?
Goodness, this is a hybrid of a Succubus and a fox-person! Your parents are truly geniuses, aiming to create a enchantress that would bring disaster to nations?
Hmph, what kind of enchanting evil dares to disturb my mind!
With stubborn willpower, Dorothy forcibly averted her gaze from the enchanting evil whose every word and action could charm all beings. She took a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart, then silently retreated behind the crowd, moving away from this terrifying beauty who seemed to be the embodiment of beauty and desire.
Tsk, this kind of person is clearly a source of trouble. My campus life is already exciting enough; I absolutely cannot get involved with this kind of enchanting evil now.
She thought to herself.
2800 words. I overexerted myself severely yesterday, so I'm really weak today. Damn it, and I still have a fairy tale to write.