"Morning, Dorothy."
As the witch hat that had been zzzing on the pillow woke up, senior Fanny hopped onto the homebody witch's head, ready to continue her deep slumber.
However, Dorothy couldn't tolerate such selfish behavior. She grabbed the hat and tossed it toward the washroom.
"Go freshen up."
"Hmph, foolish Dorothy, do you not know that someone as great as I am already has a Pure Body? Freshening up is utterly meaningless, as someone as perfect as I can never be dirtied."
Hat Senior Sister muttered her dissatisfaction, but still obediently scampered into the washroom.
"Uh, what's this?"
While waiting for senior Fanny to freshen up, Dorothy sat down at the vanity, originally preparing for her daily makeup routine to uglify herself, but then she noticed a small reverse cross pendant next to her black-rimmed glasses, with a rather sinister-looking horned demon portrait at its center.
