Otaku Witch

"Senior sister, over here...."

When Dorothy arrived at the Armed Society, she manifested and was fretting over whom to report to, how to find the kitchen, and where to find the ingredients, when suddenly a familiar metallic synthesized voice came from the front of the flying dock.

The homebody witch looked in the direction of the voice and instantly saw the Succubus sisters who seemed to have been waiting at the dock early, with Little Fox waving at her, her nine fluffy tails whipping through the air behind her.

"Ah, Audrey, Club President, you guys came so early."

Dorothy originally thought she had arrived early enough, but to her surprise, the sisters were even more eager than she was.

In response, the Succubus sisters exchanged a glance, looking somewhat guilty.

Alas, it couldn't be helped, could it? They hadn't eaten for over a day now.

Since the night before last when they had mooched a meal, everything they ate seemed tasteless and hard to swallow; they simply stopped eating altogether.

Although witches don't physically feel hungry if they don't eat, having been used to three meals a day, the sisters truly felt as if something was missing from their lives when they skipped meals, leaving them psychologically famished.

Fortunately, Madeline had cleverly spent a fortune to invite Dorothy as the Armed Society's nutritional consultant beforehand, and thinking about the delicious food they could enjoy today, the sisters had been waiting here early in the morning, already showing withdrawal symptoms.

However, thinking about it now, their behavior was indeed a bit too anxious, showing a lack of subtlety.

Fortunately, Dorothy wasn't the kind of person who minded the details too much. She just casually remarked and then eagerly asked,

"Where's the kitchen? Are the ingredients all prepared? It's getting late, we should start working soon."

She was actually in quite a hurry herself, as today was also her first day of school, and she was eager to finish up here and then go to the academy to drain all knowledge from Spider Teacher.

She was really envious of Spider Teacher's Puppet Clone Spell. If she could learn that, one puppet could work at the Armed Society, another puppet could drain Spider Teacher, and she herself could comfortably sleep at home. Just thinking about it felt soothing.

Seeing Dorothy's "professionalism," Madeline's gaze filled with increasing admiration.

"This way, the kitchen and storeroom are both over here."

She led the way at the front.

The group quickly arrived at the Armed Society's grand arena's basement under the lead of the Succubus Witch, where Madeline opened a door, and a huge kitchen came into Dorothy's view.

"Ah, awesome...."

Looking at the vast kitchen that could easily accommodate hundreds of chefs working together, the homebody witch was somewhat shocked.

Also, as someone passionate about culinary arts, the various professional kitchen tools there made her eyes sparkle, and she hurried forward to look here, touch there, clearly unable to let go.

"This is the party kitchen used only for large gatherings organized by the club. I had someone clean it up specially; it should be sufficient for your use, Miss."

"And the ingredients storeroom is over here."

The Succubus Witch walked to the edge of the kitchen and pushed open the adjacent door.

As the door opened, a cold chill spread out, and behind the door was a super-sized ice room. The interior, after being expanded, seemed at least the size of a giant square, and at the moment, rows of superior magical beast corpses were lined up neatly inside.

All of these were superior ingredients.

Upon seeing such an ample supply of ingredients, Dorothy immediately threw aside the high-end kitchen tools she was just lovingly handling, and dashed into the ice room, looking around and touching everything, feeling her foodie soul burning brightly.

"Earth Demon Bear, Cloud Sea White Whale, Deep Sea Kraken...."

Identifying the names of these superior magical beasts one by one, the homebody witch smiled like a mouse who had just fallen into a rice bin. How could this Armed Society be so wealthy? Where did they get all these superior ingredients from?
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"All these magical beasts are usually used to train the combat abilities of the club members, and often someone accidentally uses too much force and kills them. Over time, we've accumulated so many bodies that they were originally intended to be sold to the academy's cafeteria. But now that you, Miss, are here, they are all at your disposal."

Madeline explained the origins of so many superior magical beasts in the ice room to Dorothy in this manner.

This left Dorothy slightly speechless.

She carefully examined the various fatal wounds on the bodies of these magical beasts and got a bit more insight into the brutality of the Armed Society.

Turtle, turtle, it's not about holding back at all. Some good ingredients were almost smashed into meat sauce by your bunch of maniacs. I think it's only when a magical beast survives your handling that it means you really didn't control your strength well and went too easy.

Looking at a piece of Hellhound that was almost turned into a meat sauce-wrapped hide, Dorothy pitied the good quality of the dog meat ruined and secretly felt glad she hadn't joined that Armed Society.

This is too scary, too violent. If these people trained like this all the time,"not controlling their strength," then my little body with just 15k Mana would have turned into a 2D character!

Although she indeed liked flat characters, turning into one herself was out of the question - she just couldn't handle it, really couldn't.

"I better start working quickly, finish up and leave. It's not wise to stay here too long."

Thinking back to how she had just recently wrecked someone's place and incurred public wrath, Dorothy couldn't help but shudder, fearing she might also be 'accidentally' mishandled soon.

Without further hesitation, she pointed at a few magical beast ice sculptures and with a thought, several large Tentacle Technique-like Mage's Hands swooped up the sculptures and followed her back to the kitchen.

Well, these past few days she had often been using the Master's privileges to play with senior Fanny's tentacles, and the more she used them, the more she found those tentacles incredibly handy. So, she decided to modify her own Mage's Hand into a similar tentacle form inspired by her senior's.

Yep, the Witch's Tentacle Technique was thus born, and it was immediately well received upon release, shooting up to the bestseller list on the Magic Web Library the same day, though the comments below were kind of weird.

"Indeed, a witch's creation is always a masterpiece, love it, love it."

"Wow, Lady Witch is naughty. Last time it was the Four Great Evil Techniques' Transforming Art, and now it's the Tentacle Technique. It makes me embarrassed to show my Spell list to others."

"Hehehe, I'm not afraid anymore."

"Guys up there, take note, though. Am I the only one who thinks this tentacle design is quite unique? It's completely different from the tentacles I've tried before, very comfortable to use, and even suitable for sensitive skin. I've already recommended it to my close friends."

......

Tsk, thinking of how those damned guys dared to slander her Spell, Dorothy couldn't help but tremble with anger.

What in the world have you naughty chickens done to my cute little tentacles? Do you know whom those are modeled after? This is a great disrespect to the Future Fourth King.

"Miss, I just received news that today a big shot from the Battle Group will be coming to the club as a coach. This is an opportunity, and I ask that you please showcase your best culinary skills. If you catch their eye, you might have a chance to join the Top Battle Group."

Just as Dorothy was getting ready to start, the Succubus Witch suddenly reminded her like this.

"Huh? What does that have to do with me?"

Although Madeline obviously meant well by offering such advice, Dorothy didn't really care much about it. She had eaten enough and was too full to consider joining any Battle Group.

How many times do I have to say, my goal is to become a Research Witch, ah? Why do you people always think about dragging me onto the path of armed combat?

Forget it, I'm tired, can't be bothered to explain anymore, whatever will be, will be.

Dorothy didn't say much else and simply snapped her fingers.

Instantly, hundreds of stoves in the kitchen ignited, and thousands of cooking utensils began to dance in the air.

Kitchen, your master has arrived.

...Homebody Witch commanding the kitchen....