Extra Story Five: The Story of Rat Immortal (Part 1)

Korma sat in front of the dressing table, her fingers twined around her hair tips as she stared vacantly at the pale yellow wallpaper on the wall.

Beneath her arms were not makeup items such as powder boxes or eye cream but a thick magic book. It lay open, revealing a yellowed parchment tucked inside.

The parchment sketched a complex magic circle, with red light spots slowly moving along the traces of charcoal lines, having been in operation for a long time; the red halo on the light spot had faded to its limit, almost turning white.

"Zzz... Zzz..."

From the cluster of fireflies hanging from the ceiling came a disturbing chirp, like a signal interference from an old radio. This anomaly roused the contemplative witch.

She looked up at the flickering lights overhead, glanced around, and finally set her gaze on the dressing mirror in front of her.

"It's extremely impolite to enter a lady's bedroom without the owner's permission," Korma calmly said to her dressing mirror.