Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

Mimi sat on the edge of the bed, her hands braced against the edge, her fingers gripping the sheets. Her face was flushed, burning red from her neck down to her back.

Her lips moved slightly.

"Meow~"

The sound was very soft, almost inaudible.

Wayne looked at her.

"Um?"

Mimi's face turned even redder, but she didn't lower her head.

"Meow~"

Wayne: ...

The panel popped up.

[Mimi - Current Status]

[Status: From the moment she entered the room, her mind was no longer her own. She didn't know what she was doing, why she was meowing like a cat, why she was sitting on this bed, or why she brought a man to a love hotel.]

[Note: The famous "Cat and Bell" inn in Frosttown is frequented by many couples of adventurers. The reasons are simple: nice decor, cleanliness, and good soundproofing. The proprietress is kind-hearted and will give newly worn event outfits to couples staying at the inn for free.]

[Note 2: She lied to you. The "dancing cat" she mentioned was herself. She didn't know how to bring it up, how to say, "Mr. Wayne, I like you and I want to sleep with you," she couldn't say it. So she made up an excuse about a cat, an excuse so lame that even she didn't believe it. She thought you would at least ask questions, at least show a suspicious look, and then she would have an excuse to back down.]

Wayne looked at her, a smile playing on his lips.

"It's a cute cat, though."

Wayne's gaze shifted from her face to the bedside table. There lay a neatly folded set of clothes, black, with a pair of cat-ear headbands on top.

"You might look even cuter wearing it."

Mimi followed his gaze.

She saw the outfit.

Her face turned redder.

"That...that was a gift from the landlady..."

"Um."

"It wasn't my choice..."

"I know."

Mimi hesitated slightly.

He still reached out and touched the clothes.

"Then...then shall I go change?"

"it is good."

Mimi quickly walked into the washroom.

after awhile.

The bathroom door was ajar.

"Mr. Wayne..."

"Um."

"I've changed it... but could you... turn off the light first...?"

Wayne went to the table and blew out the oil lamp.

The room darkened.

The only light in the room came from the moon.

The bathroom door slowly opened.

Mimi came out from behind the door.

A black cat-ear headband sat on her head, fluffy and shimmering softly in the moonlight. She wore a black bodysuit, or rather, not quite a bodysuit, because upon closer inspection, you would find that it covered neither what should nor shouldn't be covered.

Mimi was at a loss.

"Mr. Wayne...won't this...be strange...?"

Wayne looked at her.

"Won't."

Mimi looked up, and the moonlight fell on her face, making her features look very soft.

"Don't you... find it strange?"

I don't think so.

Wayne paused for a moment.

"So cute."

Mimi became even more shy.

"R-really?"

"Um."

Mimi took a step forward.

Another step forward.

He walked up to Wayne and stood still.

She tiptoed and whispered in Wayne's ear.

"Well... Mr. Wayne... would you like to pet the cat?"

Wayne reached out and touched the cat-ear headband on her head, gently stroking it. The headband had a fluffy texture, much like real cat ears.

Mimi's body trembled slightly.

"Mr. Wayne..."

"Um."

I'm leaving tomorrow.

"I know."

Mimi paused for a moment.

Before I left, I thought...

She didn't finish speaking.

Wayne's fingers slid off the headband and landed on her cheek.

"What are you thinking about?"

Mimi looked up at Wayne.

Her lips moved slightly.

"I want to talk to you..."

The panel popped up at this point.

[Mimi - Current Status]

[Status: Finally said it. She'd been holding it in all the way, from the church entrance to the hotel entrance, from the first floor to the second floor, from the moment she entered until now. She'd considered many ways to say it—euphemistic, subtle, suggestive—each more respectable than "I want to sleep with you." But in the end, she chose the most direct one. Not because she couldn't be tactful, but because she was afraid that if she were tactful, you wouldn't understand. Or even more afraid that you would understand but pretend not to.]

[Note: She was prepared for rejection. She had it all planned out: if you rejected her, she would say, "Just kidding," then smile as she changed back into her clothes, smile as she walked you downstairs, smile as she saw you back to the church, smile as she said goodbye, and smile as she left. Then she would find a secluded place, have a good cry, and continue on her way. Just like all these years, she would never cry in front of anyone.]

[Note 2: The dignity of an assassin.]

Wayne looked at her.

"it is good."

Mimi thought she had misheard.

"What...what did you say?"

"I said okay."

Wayne lowered his head slightly.

Mimi stood on tiptoe.

Two figures met in the moonlight.

Wayne's voice came from the darkness.

"You can really meow like a cat?"

"Meow……"

"Say it again."

Meow~~

……

the next day.

Mimi woke up as soon as it was light.

She opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Wayne's profile.

She stared at that face for a long time.

This isn't the first time I've watched it. I was watching it before bed last night, and then I woke up in the middle of the night and started watching again. Now it's dawn and I'm still watching. I've watched it over and over again; I can never get enough of it.

She used to disbelieve the word "perfect." Now, Wayne is the first person who makes her believe that the word "perfect" isn't a lie.

At this moment, Mimi's eyes were filled with love.

She experienced the most beautiful moment of her life. If life weren't like this, it would be meaningless. She wished it could continue forever, day and night.

She suddenly felt a little thirsty.

It wasn't the kind of thirst that comes from a dry throat.

It's a thirst that wells up from within the body, a thirst that can't be quenched no matter how much water you drink.

She banished the thought from her mind.

Get them out.

It popped up again.

We need to hurry.

It will happen again.

In the end, she gave up.

Forget it, let's just be grateful to the goddess!

This is the best way to calm down.

Ten minutes later.

Mimi propped herself up.

She slowly moved closer to Wayne.

She gently kissed him on the cheek.

Wayne opened his eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Mimi's face flushed red.

"Good morning..." Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz.

Wayne looked at her.

"Good morning."

Mimi's panel reappeared.

[Mimi - Current Status]

[Status: Completely satisfied. Not just "okay," but a feeling that life has been worthwhile. She used to think that living was just living, nothing to be happy about, nothing to be unhappy about. Now she knows that living can be very joyful.]

[Note: She hopes Babacar and Jenny will get completely drunk today. Ideally, they should stay drunk for days and nights, so she'll have more time. It's not that she's greedy, it's just that she feels this amount of time is never enough. Not even a lifetime.]

[Note 2: To be honest, just yesterday, for a fleeting moment, she fantasized about having a few more people, like her best friends. But it was just a fantasy, stemming from the custom of her tribe of living together in groups. However, she had always been the most conservative member of her tribe.]

[P.S.: She decided to keep this a secret and tell no one. Not because she was ashamed, but because she felt it was her own precious possession and she couldn't bear to share it with anyone else.]