"Wow, did we just run into each other?"
Dorothy glanced at the familiar black-haired witch upstairs, blinking in bewilderment.
Fate really does work in mysterious ways.
She was just worrying about how to find someone, and then suddenly, love appeared around the corner, catching her completely off guard.
Then, the homebody witch lowered her head, and Fenrir conscientiously removed his muzzle, picked up the letter from the ground, and handed it to her.
Hmm, this scene looks very familiar; she has seen it in "Lies and Tricks." This envelope should contain the famous Demon Lord's Love Letter.
Realizing this, Dorothy's heart brimming with curiosity.
In the Phantom of the Opera illusion, she couldn't see what was written in the love letter, and now she finally has the chance—should she take a look?
The homebody witch felt the itch of temptation stirring inside her.
