Dorothy opened the door, and what met her eyes once more was a familiar yet strangely unfamiliar room.
This was Audrey's Western-style mansion room, the homebody witch had returned through the Judgment Court's Any-Door.
"Tsk, one thing after another, I'm already exhausted."
She quickly stripped off and took a bath, then put on her beloved puppet dragon pajamas, lying on the soft bed, thinking.
As she thought, she fell asleep.
This counted as one of the few nights since her crossing over when she didn't stay up late grinding away at her studies.
Bleh, it wasn't grinding at all; she simply loved researching Magic. It's entertainment, like staying up all night watching shows or gaming in her past life, definitely not grinding.
With her eyes closing and opening again, the outside light had already begun to brighten.
Dorothy, groggy, rubbed her eyes. Her consciousness was still dreaming, but her body, following habits developed over a dozen years, got up on its own.
