Late night, Kujo Family.
Amidst the futon directly laid on the tatami, the witch with black hair and black wings was peacefully asleep. However, from the curve constantly traced by her lips, it was clear she was having a pleasant dream.
Suddenly, though, the witch who had just been smiling contentedly suddenly had her expression twist with fear.
"Please, Chairman, I won't dare to write any more stories about you and the young lady..."
The witch woke up from her dream, her face marked with panic, her eyes still showing evident lingering fear.
Fortunately, after taking several deep breaths, Wenwen gradually calmed down. She looked around and, seeing the familiar room, finally sighed in relief.
"Scared me to death. Thank goodness it was just a dream. I almost thought the Chairman had really caught me on the spot!"
The Black Wing Witch, wearing loose pajamas, patted her chest to soothe her still racing heart as she spoke.
