Time rewound to half an hour ago.
Although she had just met the future Fourth King, learned the terrifying news that the world might end in fifty years, and even abducted an avatar of the future Fourth King to be her familiar, none of this could stop Dorothy from preparing to go home and cook.
Well, humans are iron, rice is steel; one meal missed and you're starving.
Although Witches are only considered a human subspecies and don't actually get hungry if they don't eat, as a Little Witch whose magic was still growing, Dorothy urgently needed the magical replenishment from the high-grade ingredients in her three daily meals.
"Let's have a barbecue tonight."
She thought so, and she did so.
As soon as she returned home, she enthusiastically dug out the barbecue grill from the kitchen cabinet—one that Sophia had probably never used—then carried the grilling equipment and took an entire leg of a One-Legged Barbarian Ox from the refrigerator to the balcony.
"Sure enough, barbecue tastes best outdoors on the balcony."
The Little Witch thought, then leisurely hummed a song while preparing the enormous ox leg.
The One-Legged Barbarian Ox is a very peculiar magical beast, resembling the Kui Niu from the Classic of Mountains and Seas in her memories—ox-like in appearance but standing on only one leg. Yet, this creature is surprisingly fast and strong, capable of causing earth-shaking effects when charging at full speed. It's a terrifying, ferocious, and dangerous high-level magical beast.
Unfortunately, in front of a Demoness, such a dangerous magical beast is only fit to appear on a dinner plate.
"Wuwuwu, my poor Niu Niu."
Just as Dorothy was skillfully processing the enormous ox leg, which was large enough to be used as a club weapon, with incredible knife work, a mouth split open again at the top of her new hat, emitting cries full of pity.
Zhai Mo Nv: "."
Tsk, she almost forgot about the future deity on her head who equally pitied all living things. But so what if it's a deity? Don't even think about stopping me from eating meat, especially since you're not even a god yet, let alone a true god.
So, after Dorothy's kitchen knife, with its almost Dao-like terrifying skill, perfectly dismembered the ox leg, it twirled twice in her hand with beautiful flourishes, then the sharp blade pointed directly at the still-sobbing Hat Senior.
"Alright, stop the nonsense. Just tell me if you're going to eat later."
"Of course, I'll eat. Since you asked, I'll definitely eat. Remember to add more cumin; I don't like spicy food."
Two small tentacles extended from the black Witch Hat, wiping away the tears of divine pity from the corners of the large mouth that had split open at the tip of the tricorn hat, before she spoke with conviction.
Hmm, very good. It seems today is another day where Fan Ni's cruel dream of a Demoness triumphs over the nightmare of racial revenge. The possibility of the world ending has decreased by one point, which is truly gratifying, truly gratifying.
Feeling satisfied that she had just made an outstanding contribution to saving the world, Dorothy retracted her kitchen knife and began to prepare the ingredients.
She sprinkled marinade on the prepared ingredients, then instinctively wanted to use Magician's Hand to spread the marinade evenly, but she looked at the hat on her head and changed her mind.
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Hmm, I don't keep idlers who eat for free. A familiar should act like a familiar.
So, she immediately used her authority as a "master" to borrow Hat Senior's power.
Immediately, clean, neat, and soft small tentacles hung down from the wide brim of the Witch Hat, diligently massaging the beef and applying the marinade.
Fan Ni: "."
I, the dignified Fourth King, the future Almighty God, you make me do this? Is my sacred and perfect body meant for this?
But thinking of the desserts and cookies Dorothy had made before, the great future deity decided to forgive this abuser of divine power.
Alright, who told you that you're the master now? The weak, pitiful, and helpless me can only lie flat and let you insult my body so wantonly.
However, this was clearly a joke. Although she had indeed become Dorothy's familiar, given the immense power difference between them, Dorothy would find it very difficult to compel her power if she genuinely refused.
At that moment, Hat Senior secretly retracted one tentacle and licked it inside her hat-mouth.
Tsk, these tentacles are almost marinated. It seems the deliciousness later is worth looking forward to.
So, she happily added a few more tentacles to massage the delicious meat chunks.
This kind of thing was quite a novel experience for Fan Ni. After all, in the past, although she hadn't revealed her identity publicly, she secretly enjoyed the standard Fourth King treatment, with a group of people serving her.
Therefore, doing things like cooking herself was impossible; no one dared to let the future King waste time on such trivial matters.
Even though Fan Ni herself was quite interested in these things, whenever she actually wanted to do them, the Witches serving her would look as if they thought, "Did I do something wrong? Was I negligent, which is why the King wants to do it herself?" Over time, she lost interest.
And that's why she now preferred to choose Dorothy, an outsider, as her "host," rather than letting the official Witches who knew her identity take her out to play.
Well, in a sense, her signing a contract with Dorothy and coming out as a familiar was actually like running away from home, but as long as she didn't use her power on a large scale, no one should discover that this avatar of hers had slipped away.
Of course, even if she were discovered, there was nothing to fear. Anyway, the Three Kings teachers no longer managed her, and she was indeed fulfilling their wishes by choosing her own life.
As for the worries of those official Witches responsible for taking care of her, who cares? As the future King, how could I be bound by my subjects?
The willful runaway King thought to herself.
As for Dorothy, she naturally didn't know what her hat familiar was thinking. She just suddenly found this familiar senior to be really useful.
Although magic is convenient, cooking is actually a pleasure when you occasionally get your hands dirty and operate kitchen utensils yourself.
For example, dishes made with cooking magic are a bit like machine-processed food; they lack a certain something in small details compared to handmade food.
Hmm, this is probably what the soul-eaters mean when they say machine-produced food has no soul.
Dorothy had been too lazy to do it herself before because she found preparing ingredients troublesome and likely to get her hands dirty, so she'd rather be lazy with magic. But now...
Hat Senior, quickly use your versatile tentacles.
Although the senior's tentacles looked a bit scary at first glance, they were actually very convenient and useful as long as she didn't maliciously make them sticky.
Manipulating these nimble little tentacles to skewer the barbecue, feeling a touch that was no different from her own hands, even more sensitive, Dorothy suddenly understood the senior's aesthetic.
These Little Ati are actually a bit cute.
Immediately, more small tentacles hung down from the hat on her head, directly transforming into a hat jellyfish, and under the busy work of these tentacles, each performing its own duty, the small grill began to glow, and an ineffable aroma began to spread from the balcony.
Downstairs, the Little Fox, who was also on her balcony doing ancestral Succubus gymnastics to train her body's flexibility, initially wanted to endure it, but when the aroma became increasingly outrageous, she could no longer bear it.
She waved her hand, and several small puppets climbed up, politely knocking on the barrier upstairs, wanting to remind the person upstairs not to be so excessive.
Then she found that the barrier upstairs had opened, and a familiar figure peered down.
"Oh, Audrey?"
Dorothy, who was originally focused on directing the small tentacles to barbecue, saw the very familiar junior's small puppet, which made her open the barrier in confusion and look down, immediately spotting the junior downstairs.
"Why are you here? I remember this is the Disciplinary Committee Chairman's room, isn't it?"
Dorothy, who still didn't know her junior's identity, recalled the Succubus Witch she had just beaten into unconsciousness yesterday.
"Senior Sister?"
The Little Fox was also shocked. Wasn't upstairs the Student Council President's room?
Although the outside world rumored that Senior Sister was the President's rumored girlfriend, Audrey never expected that they had already fast-forwarded to cohabitation.
Oh, Senior Sister, you're so bold. The news agency was actually conservative.
The pure Little Fox thought, blushing.
No wonder Senior Sister wasn't interested in her; it turned out she really had someone she liked, which allowed her to ignore her charm.
Now it all made sense, but to be able to ignore her allure because of the President, their relationship must be very good. Senior Sister is truly a good Demoness; there are still such devoted people in this era.
A wonderful misunderstanding was happening...
Hiss, how did Qian Bao's social circle suddenly become so messy without her realizing it?