Otaku Witch-Chapter 453 : 389. Who Isn’t a Demon_2

"Uh, there is definitely a taste, but only Demon Witches like us can discern it,"

Wendigo was startled by her suddenly excited colleague but patiently began to explain.

"What does it taste like? Is it as good as this?"

Upon hearing of a novel type of deliciousness, Dorothy's foodie soul was stirred; it had been quite some time since she last published a new witch recipe—not from a lack of desire, but rather a dearth of recent inspiration. High-level ingredients once seemed rare, but after having them daily for the past couple of months, she had grown somewhat tired of them.

She hadn't considered that something like the taste of the Power of Original Sin would exist; this surprise sparked an idea, and she felt her next new recipe might be on the horizon.

Immediately, the Fairy King generously pushed a few chips from in front of herself toward Miss Wendigo across the table, trying to bribe the Demon Witch into sharing more with the lure of good food.

Though she could have asked others, upon reflection on the three Demon Witches she knew...

Audrey? No way, with her social anxiety, how could she dare enhance her own Charm with the Power of Original Sin's Lust?

Madeline? Emmm, no, the Club President is solely devoted to martial arts; aside from salivating over my body a bit, she seems to have never seduced anyone else, truly a disgrace to Succubi.

Spider Teacher? The teacher might know a bit, but her main expertise lies in Puppetry Technique and architecture; I really don't know how well she uses the Power of Original Sin.

Tsk, why are all the Demon Witches I know so quirky, hardly any upholding the finest demonic crafting traditions?

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It seemed to her that Miss Wendigo across the way, who was able to absorb the Three Great Hatreds at such a young age, clearly excelled in wielding the Power of Original Sin.

"Chips, huh? Witch's Magic Kitchen series has those, but alas, I always mess up that spell."

The sight of the chips instantly brightened Miss Wendigo's eyes, and without a hint of bashfulness, she reached out, grabbed a few, and gave them a taste.

This left the Fairy King somewhat helpless on behalf of herself, sensing from Miss Witch's tone that she was someone deeply familiar with witch spells—probably a witch fan. Why do witch fans pop up everywhere?

"Oh, this is delicious, even better than what the chefs make in the Imperial Kitchen. How impressive, Miss Clown, where did you buy these?"

Miss Wendigo had originally just taken a few chips to satiate her craving, while also intending to befriend today's standout, the Clown Grand Inquisitor, hoping to foster closer ties.

She didn't expect these chips to be unexpectedly delectable, even astonishing her, a Witch who had been accustomed to all kinds of delicacies since childhood.

Initially, she only intended to politely eat a couple of chips, but now she was struggling to stop her hands from taking more.

Seeing this, the Fairy King smiled, pulled out another plate of chips from her bag, and took out a large can of Joy Water, offering some to her colleague Miss.

Heh, her art of culinary bribery was unbeaten.

However, the Imperial Kitchen? Hisss, Mother of Dragons, could this really be a princess from the Demon Realm who has slipped away?

Home Martial Soul was startled upon hearing the words Miss Wendigo had inadvertently let slip just now.

But she quickly regained her composure.

Sure, my mother is a Prince too; these days, who isn't a little princess?

"If you like it, have a bit more. I made these myself; you can't buy them anywhere outside."

The Fairy King said as she poured her colleague a cup of Joy Water.

Meanwhile, Miss Wendigo, who had momentarily lost herself to the food and had let something slip, also realized it but then looked carefully at her colleague Miss Clown. Noticing that she didn't seem to mind the slip about her nearly revealed identity, she breathed a sigh of relief and her gaze toward Miss Clown warmed slightly.

Aside from wanting to better absorb negative energy to strengthen her Power of Original Sin, the reason she of such noble birth took a job at the Judgment Court was that she valued the Judges all wearing masks here, so nobody would incessantly fixate on her status and hover around her like flies, driving her to irritation.

She hoped people would pay more attention to her abilities rather than her identity; she had no desire to live in the shadow of Mother Superior her whole life.

Regrettably, such a wish might not be difficult for other Witches to achieve but for her, the young daughter of the Devil King, it seemed a rather slim prospect.

As these thoughts crossed her mind, a slight melancholy Wendigo took the cup of strange black, bubbling liquid passed by Miss Clown and gulped it down in one go.

"Burp..."

With the drink swallowed, a strange taste filled her mouth, and because she drank it all in one gulp, she couldn't help but burp, her uncharacteristic gaffe making her face flush beneath her mask as she hastily covered her mouth.

As a young Princess of the Demon Realm and the Devil King's daughter, such a slip was terribly embarrassing.

"Burp..."

However, before she had time to feel ashamed, Miss Clown across from her also burped, and the two exchanged a glance before bursting into uproarious laughter together.

After the hearty laugh, Wendigo felt her earlier troubles had dissipated quite a bit.

"What's this drink called?"

asked the Demon Princess, now quite fond of the quirky-tasting beverage.

"It's the soon-to-be-released new drink from Witch of the Forest, 'Witch's Joy Water.'"