Otaku Witch

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After leaving home and cautiously flying with the least presence, Dorothy arrived at her destination—the Great Library located at the Witch Academy.

The recruitment spot in the club plaza earlier was just an outpost for the Eye of True Sight Club, but this grand and magnificent library in front of her was their headquarters. Although nominally the property of the school, it was managed by their club.

Looking at the number of members, the Eye of True Sight only had a little over ten thousand members, which was considered a medium-sized club. It couldn't compare with massive clubs like the Armed Society, with over a million members. However, their headquarters was quite frighteningly large—it was actually a sizable floating island.

In the Witch World, the size of floating islands generally had a standard. Small floating islands were typically residential, roughly equal in area to a nobleman's estate and furnished with various living and leisure facilities.

Medium-sized floating islands usually served commercial purposes; many Witch Associations based themselves on islands of this size. They would have work zones, accommodation areas, commercial districts, and so on, with some larger medium-sized islands resembling small towns.

Furthermore, the larger floating islands were essentially floating cities, usually only required by Witch Lords as the center of their territories.

As for the legendary super-sized floating islands that were worlds unto themselves, those belonged to the military realm—as equivalent to strategic warships in the Witch World and typically only deployed by the major Battle Groups. Ordinary witches couldn't access them, so they could be disregarded.

And now, for a library to have the scale of a large floating island was testament to the Witch Academy truly being a scholar's heaven and a land of knowledge, where even cities were needed to store all the books.

However, Dorothy wasn't particularly surprised by this. After all, she was a regular at the Magic Web Library; this school library was merely a city of books, while the Magic Web Library was literally a mountain and sea of books—a world of knowledge.

Landing at the entrance port of the floating island, Dorothy hopped off her broom, then adjusted her glasses and checked the spells on herself to ensure no one noticed her. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and walked into the bustling library.

Due to the Space Extension Spell, the interior of the library was actually much larger than what appeared from the outside—many times larger, in fact. Moreover, the library was quite crowded at this moment, and looking around, one couldn't see the end of the bookshelves lining the library; all the study tables next to them were filled with people.

Yet, despite this, the library was quiet, with hardly any noise to be heard.

Emmmmm, this wasn't entirely because the witches had a collectively high quality of decorum, knowing not to make noise in the library—it was purely because there was a soundproof Barrier at the edge of each study desk. Even if you shouted inside it, the noise wouldn't carry, so it wouldn't disturb the studying neighbors.

Well, a pretty good design, just that its purpose was slightly misapplied in practice.

At a glance, Dorothy saw that most of the study desks were occupied by pairs of little witches, seemingly holding books but with little hearts visibly floating above their heads. You tell me they were studying?

Tsk, as expected of a well-known holy land for socializing and dating at the Witch Academy—dog food scattered everywhere.

Yet, this indeed stimulated the few single dogs who genuinely came to study; they studied even more diligently, harboring the Thundercliff belief, "I will use the time you spend dating to double my studies and become stronger. After graduation, I'll outshine all you show-offs, become your boss, and then send you your hats."

Well, it was a place that made one's blood boil in various ways.

It's just a shame that it had nothing to do with Dorothy. She headed straight to the point, walked up to the library counter, and subtly increased her presence towards the librarian lady behind it,

"Hello, I'm looking for Senior Dina. Could you please inform her for me?"

The librarian lady on the other side was a standard Eye of True Sight club member's style—the silver-rimmed glasses girl. Although she was only very beautiful, her intelligent and serene temperament was a significant plus.

However, the librarian lady's reaction upon seeing Dorothy left the homebody witch somewhat flustered.

Because Dorothy had been minimizing her own presence, the librarian lady initially did not notice her.

It wasn't until Dorothy spoke up and made herself known that the lady suddenly looked up; when she clearly saw the dowdy witch in front of her with black-rimmed glasses, long bangs, and braided pigtails, the librarian's mouth opened wide in shock, and then, covering her mouth with one hand, she excitedly stammered,

"Ah...hiss...it's you! I...I'll go call the Club President right away."

Indeed, like a zealot beholding their deity descending from heaven, she seemed too thrilled to contain herself.

"Um, excuse me... would you mind giving me an autograph? Oh, I apologize if I've offended you...please forgive me. If it's not possible, then never mind, I'll go get the Club President for you right away."

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The librarian miss was just about to leave when she pitifully turned her head back and asked in such a humble tone.

Dorothy: "..."

Dorothy, who always thought of herself as an ordinary little witch, was being treated like this for the first time, and she too was at a loss for a moment. However, usually, a smile suffices in these situations.

So, the homebody witch pulled down the scarf that was covering her chin, revealed a smile, and nodded her head.

"Sure, of course, where would you like me to sign?"

"Sign here, uh, no, this is a library book, so please just sign right here."

The librarian, utterly thrilled at her bold request being fulfilled, felt her brain overheating with excitement. She had instinctively handed over the book she was just reading, but then remembered it wasn't hers and couldn't think of anything of her own to sign on the spot, so she proudly puffed out her chest, pointing to the still wavering Magic Robe she was wearing. Stay tuned with empire

Dorothy: "....."

Um, it's really big, ah spit...

And the librarian quickly realized what she'd just said, her face instantly flushing, steam practically pouring from her head, truly overheating now.

There was no helping it; after all, these nerdy bookworms, buried in their studies every day, weren't exactly adept at social interactions. After making such a faux pas, she felt an impulse to commit suicide then and there to apologize.

"Ah, please, you must forgive me, I really didn't mean any offense, waaaah, maybe I should just die..."

Dorothy was shocked as she watched the librarian, tears about to flow, gesturing frantically in an attempt to explain herself, and really pulling out a short Magic Wand to press against her own chin. Dorothy hurriedly cast a Disarmament Spell, then, using the disarmed wand, she pointed at the front of the librarian's Magic Robe.

The next moment, a small imprint of a witch riding a broom appeared on the chest of the librarian's Magic Robe.

This was Dorothy's personal mark, roughly equivalent to her autograph, as it was best for witches to keep their True Names secret, especially for someone like her who preferred not to reveal hers.

"Is this alright?"

After returning the Magic Wand to her, Dorothy tried her best to soothe the librarian.

"Yes, yes, I will treasure this robe for life. It is now my family heirloom, thank you so much, my lady."

Watching the librarian skip away in utter joy until she was out of sight, Dorothy finally breathed a sigh of relief.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Indeed, being an ordinary little witch was more comfortable. This feeling of being a celebrity was not pleasant.

She thought to herself.

And then...

And then the previously quiet library suddenly burst into commotion, from where the librarian had just disappeared. A horde of desperate, nerdy witches surged out, looking like zombies unleashed, full of odd characters.

Dorothy: "..."

Ah, do wings grow on their own these days? I didn't have so many wings last time?

.....Little witch wings growing wildly...