Chapter 1096: Chapter 645: The Beginning of Hyakki
Dorothy returned with a big belly.
"Burp~"
Miss Freeloader Ghost had another satisfying free meal today.
Although it was all netherworld food, she thought the taste was quite good. Compared to normal mortal world food, it had a unique flavor.
Of course, normally, a living person like her shouldn’t eat things from the underworld. If one loses control and gives in to temptation, they might get polluted and cursed by the death qi in the underworld food, thus obtaining an underworld residence permit and turning from fake death to true death.
But if one’s skills are high enough to dare, as long as you have the confidence to withstand the erosion of the death qi in underworld food, then the so-called underworld curse is merely a kind of culinary flavor.
Dorothy’s necromancy was considered decent, and as the Dragon Witch, she had an innate good appetite, capable of digesting anything, so she wasn’t afraid of upsetting her stomach. Hence, she dared to try this "death cuisine."
Of course, the main reason was the invincible Good Sister at her side, thus she dared to be so reckless. Otherwise, with her usual cowardice as the homebody witch, she would never dare to casually gamble with her life.
However, despite being apprehensive before eating, after finishing, she found that the so-called underworld curse was just that.
The death qi hadn’t even begun to corrode her soul before it was entirely purified by the dazzling Great Sun Buddha Light surrounding her soul. Such a level of curse couldn’t harm her Bodhisattva Spirit.
It’s just that, despite being another Bodhisattva, Miss Aoandon was observing the entire time and didn’t dare to take a single bite of the delicious cuisine in front of her, which was truly a waste of opportunity.
Well, one can only say that The Third King’s products are guaranteed to be premium. Even though the Good Sisters maintained their personas and didn’t use any overly sensational top-grade ingredients, they were still rare high-level goods.
Needless to say, just from this one meal, the homebody witch’s magic power jumped from fifty thousand mana to sixty thousand, and it might even increase by another five thousand as digestion continues. This terrifying boost clearly showed the high quality of the meal.
Sigh, she only regretted being too weak and unable to handle supplements, stuffing only one percent of all the food before feeling too full to eat more, which was quite wasteful.
By the way, the Good Sister ate ten percent, Artie also ate ten percent, and the remaining seventy-nine percent all went into Little Fatty Dragon’s mouth, and Emora wasn’t even full, saying she only barely filled the gaps between her teeth.
This fact proved that there are differences between dragon stomachs. Dorothy’s juvenile dragon stomach wasn’t quite there yet.
The homebody witch was already pondering whether she should think of a way to evolve some gluttony-related talent specialization after returning, otherwise she won’t be able to grasp such opportunities of magic power surge during future gatherings with the Good Sisters.
And when she returned to the entrance of Yama’s Palace with one hand on her big belly and the other on the wall, she was early to see Miss Oiran waiting there.
However, Miss Oiran wasn’t alone. Miss Judge accompanied her, and next to her was a figure who looked very similar to Miss Oiran but was more alluring and voluptuous in every sense, a very big Big Sister.
Dorothy knew that these were likely Miss Oiran’s two mothers.
Hmm, they are indeed two beauties. No wonder they could give birth to such a super beauty like Miss Oiran.
Homebody witch’s soft spot for beauties....
Stop, these are married women! One mustn’t have ideas.
As soon as she saw Dorothy and the others return, Miss Oiran said her goodbyes early to her two mothers, then walked towards them.
The brief homecoming trip to the Underworld Country was over, and it was time to go back.
"Aren’t you going to chat a bit longer? I actually still need to work off the food."
Seeing Miss Oiran hurrying over, Dorothy patted her round belly and said.
"No need, Lady Dorothy, you’ve already been a lot of trouble."
Ibuki Yuuki waved her hand, not wanting to impose more on her benefactor before her.
Though the Lady might not mind, she herself must be content; one shouldn’t be too greedy.
Besides.....
Sigh, mother’s push for marriage is something she couldn’t withstand.
Recalling her biological mother’s words earlier, like, "I wasn’t even a hundred when I died," "You’re over a hundred and still single," "Japan’s population is aging, young people should work harder," Miss Oiran found it hard to hold on.
Longing for her mothers when not meeting, but feeling overwhelmed now that they’ve truly met.
Yet, thinking this might really be the last meeting, Miss Oiran felt reluctant. She had a strong urge to look back at her mothers again, but in the end, she steeled herself and didn’t turn around.
She feared that glancing a few more times would make her unable to leave.
Emotional curses are much stronger than the curses in netherworld food.
In truth, there weren’t many things in the mortal world that could attract Ibuki Yuuki anymore, she wasn’t too attached to the mortal realm. Perhaps staying here in the underworld, reunited with her family, would be better for her.
But such a choice would be too selfish.