"Yeah, the next book will be a hit."

Dorothy also sincerely offered her blessings.

Although she knew that the princess would most likely become the Demon God of Gluttony in the future, she felt that it might be better for her to change her career as a chef as soon as possible.

But it's not up to her to feel it, it's up to Balzebub himself to feel it. It's not her, an outsider's turn, to dictate other people's life choices, just like she wants to be in control of her own life.

Whether you can succeed or not is another matter. Whether you are happy or not is your own feeling.

"Haha, I lend you some good words."

Feeling the sincerity of this new friend in front of her, the demon princess also showed a rare and cheerful smile.

Well, it's really nice to have friends who understand each other.

Beside the home witch, the other sisters looked at Dorothy with some surprise, surprised by her connections.

How good are you in flirting? Why do you always meet someone you know when you go shopping? When did you meet this "big" princess?

Although everyone present seems to be relatives of the royal family, there is still a slight gap between these princesses who are separated by countless generations and this genuine princess.

Especially Madeleine and Audrey felt the pressure. After all, according to their seniority, the two sisters now had to kowtow to the person in front of them, and then respectfully call out "Master Ancestor".

Fortunately, the witch world is not so particular about seniority. After all, among immortals, few are really old, so there is no need to be too respectful.

Dorothy was thinking about what Miss Balzebul had just said.

emmmm, her sister’s shop...

She herself is relatively young among the Demon King's daughters, and her younger sister...

The otaku witch couldn't help but think of Miss Wendigo, whom she had met once in the torture department.

As soon as she thought of this, the door on the side opened, and several witches who were crying bitterly climbed out, supporting each other.

Well, it literally climbed out.

Their legs seemed to have no bones to support them, and they were shaking so much that they could not stand firm at all. The makeup on their originally pretty faces had long been stained by tears and snot, making them all look particularly embarrassed.

Obviously, the screams that everyone heard before were caused by these people.

However, although I heard it was miserable before, seeing is believing. When the appearance of these previous batch of customers appeared in front of everyone, the impact...

Well, Dorothy felt that the fallen angel witch next to her was almost directly hanging on her body, and the little fox's tail was even more hairy.

Oh my god, this seems really scary. Is it too late for us to quit now?

The otaku witch is also a bit conscientious.

And just when she was thinking about whether to really run away, a familiar tall figure wearing a bone mask also came from behind the customers.

Ah, this is really Miss Wendigo.
Chapter completed!