429. Witch's Night descends

Dorothy's main consciousness had returned to her body and she was too lazy to check her memory bank, so naturally, she was unaware of the betrayal by her incarnation.

The homebody witch, who had sprung up from bed with a start, checked the time and found that she was already half an hour later than usual. She hurriedly got out of bed, quickly dressed and washed up, and then entered the living room, where she immediately spotted the pure white figure sitting at the dining table waiting.

"Good morning, Sophia."

She greeted her roommate and then headed straight for the kitchen. However, as she passed the dining table, she "accidentally" dropped a file from her pocket.

"It's hardly morning anymore, Miss. You're thirty-four minutes and eight seconds slower than usual."

The reply from Sophia was still cold, while the Pure White Witch glanced at the file that had landed right at her feet, then looked somewhat speechlessly at her own lady of the house.