Chapter 116: 115. I, Dorothy, Am Not Lying
At this point, the barbecue was almost done, but Sophia hadn't returned from work yet, so it wasn't time to eat.
Dorothy simply cast a Witch's Food Preservation spell on the cooked food, then, thinking that she was idle anyway, she leaned over the balcony and chatted with her junior sister.
"Catch!"
She called out to the little Fox Witch downstairs, then casually took two skewers from the pile of cooked meat and threw them down.
Well, it seemed the Shining Tower's floor barrier wasn't perfect enough; it didn't block smells. So, this junior sister must have been irresistibly lured by the aroma of the food, which was why she sent a puppet to protest.
In response, Dorothy casually set up a small barrier to block the scent, then happily picked up two skewers herself, giving one to the Hat Senior on her head and enjoying the remaining one herself.
Hmm, it had to be said, this was indeed a barbecue made with her own hands and soul. The taste was another level above the standardized products made with gourmet magic. It was so good that even Audrey, a junior sister with severe social anxiety, couldn't help but knock on the door to protest. This wave, I'm invincible!
She bit into the skewer, and the rich aroma and overflowing juices made her eyes squint in enjoyment.
Ah, I'm sorry, Sophia, this is just me tasting the dishes as a chef. I'm definitely not secretly eating before you get back.
While enjoying the delicious food, the Zhai Mo Nv apologized to her angel roommate who hadn't returned yet.
Then, her hand unconsciously picked up another skewer, and the Hat Senior on her head also quietly extended an evil tentacle towards the mountain of meat.
Downstairs, seeing the skewers falling from the sky, Audrey, who was originally doing her family's ancestral succubus exercises to maintain her figure, raised a hand, and an invisible hand of magic wrapped the two skewers and brought them to her.
The little Fox Witch first brought her nose close to sniff, immediately confirming that the alluring, decadent, ineffable deliciousness coming from upstairs was indeed from this. And as the president of the Witch Support Association, she instantly found the corresponding recipe from the Witch's Magical Kitchen series in her mind.
Hmm, it was the Witch's Secret Beef Skewers.
She had tried making this herself before, but...
Well, fate is fair. Since it had given her peerless beauty and extraordinary artistic talent, it would always balance things out in other areas.
Therefore, although it was a bit embarrassing to admit, she actually had zero cooking talent, the type who could blow up a kitchen even with a recipe. And this strange kitchen curse couldn't even be solved by magic.
Even though her idol's most outstanding representative spells were from the kitchen series, and Audrey bought and learned every single one, the spells were cast successfully, but the final products were always strange things that were hard to describe.
To this day, her signature dishes included a 'dead-eyed' salted fish pie, a cake that looked perfectly fine but when cut open revealed strange eye patterns, and a roasted chicken that grew tentacles...
Anyway, ever since she blew up the kitchen at home with her clumsy operations, her entire family had directly forbidden her from approaching the kitchen. Even now that she lived with her elder sister, her sister was responsible for cooking.
And now, looking at the skewers in her hand, which were perfect in color, aroma, and taste, even faintly emitting a sacred light, and then thinking of her own embarrassing cooking skills, the little Fox Witch nervously wiggled her ears, and her nine tails behind her shyly poked each other's tips.
Waaah, perhaps the position of president of this Witch Support Association should be given to Senior Sister. Compared to Senior Sister's mastery of Witch-type spells, I am nothing.
The little Fox Witch, with tears streaming down her face, thought this while turning her grief and indignation into appetite, taking a big bite.
Although her parents and sister had repeatedly warned her not to casually eat things given by strangers outside, she was at home, and Senior Sister couldn't be considered a stranger. This definitely wasn't against the rules.
Audrey thought this as she took the bite.
Then, as her lips gently touched the grilled meat, the young Fox Witch's eyes widened, her two fox ears on top of her head stood straight, and her whole body shivered.
Ah, could there be such a wonderful feeling in the world?
At this moment, Audrey, who pursued artistic beauty, felt her inspiration strike.
If Senior Sister upstairs wasn't still watching her, which made her social anxiety flare up, making her unable to speak, she might have immediately burst into an aria praising the Forest Witch for bestowing such a delicacy upon her humble self.
So this is the taste of high-level Witch's Magical Kitchen series gourmet food. Sister, what were you making before?
The little Fox Witch squinted her eyes, enjoying the deliciousness, feeling as if all the meals she had eaten in the past were in vain. She used to think her sister's cooking was quite good, but now, compared to Senior Sister's skill, could that even be called cooking?
Waaah, it's so delicious, I really hope I can eat this every day...
Emmmm, it's over. Once I've tasted this, I probably can't go back to the past. How will I live without this taste?
When the two skewers in her hand were unknowingly finished, Audrey, feeling empty in both her heart and stomach, suddenly realized this serious problem.
Ah, this...
The little Fox Witch, feeling a bit numb, wanted to use her strong will to resist the temptation of this damned delicious food, but she was slightly distracted and found her gaze unconsciously lifting towards Senior Sister's floor upstairs again.
And no matter how she looked, it seemed there was no intention of more skewers being air-dropped from the sky.
Audrey, Audrey, where is your cultivation as an artist? Where is your family honor? How can you think like a beggar, hoping for others' charity? You must have resolve and not succumb to that damned desire!
The little Fox Witch reflected on herself in her heart, but her fox ears on her head and her tails behind her drooped limply. Clearly, such lies couldn't deceive herself.
No, I need to find a way to distract myself.
Audrey, realizing the seriousness of the situation, thought this. And the only thing that could contend with this damned aroma was probably her pursuit and devotion to art.
So...
"Senior Sister, can you teach me your Puppetry?"
She connected her consciousness to her little puppet that was still upstairs, trying hard to keep the puppet's gaze away from the mountain of meat next to Senior Sister, and asked this.
On the other side, Dorothy looked at the puppet in the form of her junior sister with a slight smile. This junior sister was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, so easy to understand.
Was she planning to use art to fight against appetite?
Anyway, she was idle. The Zhai Mo Nv, who had already seen through everything, did not expose her junior sister's thoughts. She just slapped the small tentacle that had extended from her Hat Senior, trying to steal food, and then took out a fishing rod from her magic bag.
She hung a large steak on the fishing rod and began to fish for the Fox Witch from the balcony.
"You want to learn my Puppetry? That's fine, but you have to pass my entry test first. Since you're also into puppets, Junior Sister, you must know the basics of mana thread condensation. So, with a mana output limit of 100 mana, as long as you can use mana threads to get this steak from me, you pass the test,"
Dorothy said with a smile.
And in response, Audrey stared intently at the steak used as bait, tears of artistic yearning flowing from the corner of the little Fox Witch's mouth.
"It's a deal."
The little puppet next to Dorothy replied with full enthusiasm.
And then...
Then came the scene from before.
The two senior and junior sisters, caught, were socially dead.
Today is another day of bravely overcoming procrastination. Waaah, I miss the days of slacking off.