Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The 90-degree water temperature after cooling perfectly brings out the aroma of the tea leaves. The tea washing process, which is done by some unknown method, removes the slight astringency of the black tea, leaving only a mellow and sweet taste.

It must be said that even the proud Kuonji Yuju is ashamed of his tea-brewing skills.

After all, no matter how talented a teenage girl is, how can she compare to a living fossil who has lived for thousands of years and often develops amateur skills in his spare time?

"Is there anything else you need?"

After serving the tea, the waiter stepped back slightly, made a large arc in the air with his right hand, and then placed it on his left chest, asking the witches questions with a slightly exaggerated elegance.

"Girls are made of sugar, spices, and something wonderful, so sweet things are essential!"

The young girl in the dress raised her hand high, her ruby ​​eyes shining with excitement as she eagerly placed her order.

"Macarons! I want the blackcurrant flavor!"

Samael smiled and nodded, and at the request of the young girl in the dress, took a plate of blackcurrant-flavored macarons from the table next to him.

The black tea needs to be brewed fresh, but as for the sweets, Kuonji Temple provides some.

"Robin, is this your new PLOY (fairytale monster)? It's actually finished?"

The satisfied young girl in her Western-style dress, while munching on a macaron, tilted her head and tapped the waiter's right arm, which was unlike human skin and branches, as she turned to ask Kuonji Yuzu across from her a question.

“I said I would create an even more perfect PLOY, and I will definitely do it.”

Kuonji Yuju tilted her smooth chin up and gave a soft hum, but her eyes couldn't help but wander.

Dare to look me in the eye and say that again? This is fraud!

Realizing the reason he had been conscripted, Samael secretly rolled his eyes and feigned a sigh of regret.

Tsk tsk, human vanity is hopeless.

Just as the creator was lamenting the inherent flaws of humankind, his drooping right hand was suddenly pulled up, and the little girl in a Western-style dress beside him spoke excitedly.

"Hey, Robin, how about you let me have him? I'll trade you a Frozen Neck Dragon!"

Upon hearing this, the phantom images of the witches seated on the table shook violently, quite surprised.

The Frozen-necked Dragon is also a character in the famous fairy tale "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland".

Legend has it that on the day of the decisive battle, the armies of the Red Queen and the White Queen clashed to decide the fate of Wonderland.

The Red Queen dispatched her ultimate weapon, the Neck-Breaking Dragon, while the White Queen sent Alice, the prophesied warrior. Alice mustered her courage, wielding the Buddha's Disc Sword, to face the Neck-Breaking Dragon's challenge, and ultimately subdued it.

As a fairy tale monster that is a decisive battle in a fairy tale, the rarity and power of the Blast Neck Dragon are beyond doubt.

"Don't change!"

Upon hearing that grating address, Kuonji Yuju refused without hesitation, her face gradually darkening as she coldly snorted at the little one who kept stepping on her landmines.

"Also, don't call me a robin! I have a name—Arisu!"

The Witches' Tea Party, as the name suggests, is actually an online exchange among witches.

During this period, people can exchange knowledge, gather intelligence, and share items and materials that they are interested in.

But witches are the epitome of solitude and isolation, so even at a tea party, it is essential for them to conceal their identities and appearances.

To make it easier for them to address each other, they all basically have their own code names.

Some of these nicknames come from the power attributes they control, some are characteristics of their profession or family, and some are from various fairy tales and picture books...

Kuonji Aratsu's code name, "The Mockingbird," comes from the famous story "Who Killed the Mockingbird" in Mother Goose Rhymes, a dark fairy tale from England.

But she never liked this name, which carried a tragic connotation.

In contrast, Kuonji Arisa preferred to use the name of Alice, the protagonist of "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland," as her pseudonym, which was also the reason her mother named her Arisa (アリス).

However, the young girl in Western-style dress opposite her shook her head repeatedly, stood up with her hands on her hips, and proudly declared her sovereignty.

"No, I am Alice! The only Alice, the perfect Alice!"

"What's there to brag about! If you hadn't been born decades earlier than us, the title 'Alice' should belong to me!"

Before Kuonji Yuzu, whose expression was growing increasingly unpleasant, could retaliate, a blue-eyed witch with twin ponytails, tall boots, and long rose-gold hair stood up impatiently, slamming her hand on the table and giving a cold snort to the young girl in a Western-style dress opposite her.

Then, the twin-tailed witch changed the subject, put one hand on her hip, raised her chin high, and proudly displayed a series of titles like a proud white swan.

"Hmph, face reality! Standing before you is a 'Super☆British Beauty,' a 'busy, multi-talented witch with over 100 million fans,' and 'the world's most recognized idol in the association!' You're just lucky you weren't born in the same era as me!"

The twin-tailed witch's real name is Mae Lydelle Archerlot, and the name Lydelle is also derived from Alice Lidower, the prototype of Alice in Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland".

Therefore, she was determined to get the code name "Alice," but unfortunately, the shameless little girl in front of her registered it.

The young girl in the dress was bombarded with criticism, and her little mouth immediately twitched, looking somewhat annoyed.

"You, you, you coal miners! You've all ganged up on me! You're so mean!"

"Mining...coal?"

Upon hearing this, the twin-tailed witch's smug expression froze, her face turning as black as the bottom of a pot, as if she had suffered a ton of blows.

Her family lineage is the Acherlot family, which rose to prominence during the Industrial Revolution—the Coal Witches.

Once, this was a synonym for progress and civilization.

However, with the development of the times, it has become incredibly outdated. To call her by that name would be nothing short of an insult to Lydia, who prides herself on being fashionable and trendy.

The Coal Witch's clenched silver teeth creaked, and her eyes blazed with fire.

"I'm so angry! You want to fight, huh?! You old hag pretending to be young!"

"Old woman? Unforgivable! Alice will fight you to the death!"

The small, illusory figure trembled slightly, its ruby-like eyes overflowing with deep-seated hatred. Clearly, Lydia's mockery had hit the nail on the head, dealing a devastating blow to the young girl in the Western-style dress.

Alice immediately pulled a card with a dragon design from her pocket and angrily issued her orders.

"Bombarded Dragon, bite her!"

"Afraid of you? Youzhu, where's your goblin Freon? Give me a bottle! I'll teach her a lesson later!"

Lydia reached behind her to demand it, her eyes flashing with ill intent, and... a strange, deep sorrow...

The kid was right when he said the two of them were ganging up to bully each other.

Lydel and Aratama Kuonji have a significant connection. Lydel was Aratama's childhood playmate in England and was also the one who named Aratama PLOY (Fairy Tale Monster).

The reason for this was that when Yuzhu was young, she didn't name PLOY. Instead, she would number PLOY every day according to her mood. Lydel borrowed PLOY from Yuzhu to please her adoptive father, but ended up borrowing a perfume that would make her curse continuously for a whole day if she sprayed it on. This caused a strong psychological trauma to the young Coal Witch.

To prevent the same mistake from happening again, Lydia decisively helped Yuzhu name all the PLOYs.

Incidentally, that perfume was later named Goblin Freon...

Soon, Lydia's hand felt heavy as a bottle of uniquely colored perfume fell into her palm.

"Roar!"

The Coal Witch rolled to the side, dodging a lunge from the Exploding Neck Dragon. She glanced down at the harmless perfume in her hand, then at her friend who had dragged a chair away to keep her distance, her face turning ashen.

"Why did you run so far? Let's all attack together! Take down this brat, and the position will be vacant! Then we can compete fairly for the title of [Alice]!"

That seems to make a lot of sense!

Not far away, Yuju from Kuonji Temple instantly understood. She immediately summoned seven robins and bombarded the raging dragon that was rampaging across the grass, leaving the fairytale monster dizzy and disoriented.

Lydel, standing nearby, launched an attack on Alice, who was standing still. Several spell bullets flew past the little girl in the dress, blasting up patches of grass.

"It's not fair for the two of you to fight against one!"

Annoyed, Alice waved her little fists in angry protest, then gestured with her little hands to the left and right, and a colorful picture book appeared on the little girl's chest.

"Transform! Transform!"

I become you, you become me.

Transformation time! Transformation time!

I am you, and you are me.

I entrust my sorrow to your loneliness. May your final wish be fulfilled!

Accompanied by innocent children's songs, the colorful picture book floating on Alice's chest flips with a rustling sound, and a colorful halo emerges.

In a moment, countless fluttering papers formed a vortex like a tornado, flying out of the colorful picture book and gathering on one side of Alice.

As the dreamlike radiance and fluttering papers dissipated, a little girl with silver hair and pink eyes, wearing a black top hat and a black dress, appeared before the group of witches.

"Oh, my other self (Alice), you wonderful person, shall we meet like a dream?"

The adorable little girl slightly lifted the hem of her skirt, bowed to Alice, and spoke with words of praise and admiration.

"Please, my other self (Nursery Rhyme), let's teach these two mean-spirited guys a lesson!"

Alice takes the lead in the fairytale life born from Tommy Sam's lovely picture book, or rather, another reflection of herself, and launches a righteous attack against the aggressive duo on the other side.

"Ace Soldier!"

Two identical twin girls, with identical posture, figure, appearance, and temperament, held hands and reached into their pockets with the other, playfully tossing dozens of playing cards together.

As the playing cards landed, one by one, playing card soldiers clad in paper armor and wielding long spears formed ranks and charged towards Kuonji Yuzu and Lydia on the opposite side.

Well, three Alices fighting before wasn't enough, now it's four...

The witches, observing the chaotic scene, skillfully moved aside their chairs and pastries, sat down to drink tea, and instead of dissuading the four, they made room for them, looking like they were watching a show.

In fact, the witches attending the tea party in this circle know each other to some extent.

The naming rights dispute between the three witches Alice, Kuonji Yuzu, and Lydia has a long history and deep-seated resentment. Coupled with their incompatible personalities, they are always bickering whenever they meet.

Definitely natural enemies.

Over time, the witches became accustomed to the Alices' brawls and even started to treat it as a pastime at the tea party.

"I hate fighting..."

However, just as the tea party was about to get out of control, a child's voice, though young, exuded authority and solemnly announced...

Instantly, the witches who had been watching the show changed their expressions slightly, like elementary school students hearing the school bell. Without saying a word, they rushed to their chairs and, with lightning speed, swept away the clutter on the table, straightened their clothes, and sat up straight, like obedient children waiting for the teacher's inspection.

Because of the fight, Kuonji Yuzu, Lydia, Alice, and Nursery Rhyme, who were far from the dining table, all narrowed their eyes and rushed to the empty seats, trying to get to their seats before the last class bell rang.

"Fighting is for bad kids!"

But just as the four of them had run halfway there, that angry voice, like muffled thunder, struck the depths of their souls.

In a daze, a silver-gray light, as if from the vast universe, tore through the mental barrier and projected into the sea of ​​consciousness of the four people, stirring up waves of turbulent waves.

In an instant, the mental worlds of the four people began to distort and crack, and all sorts of chaotic thoughts came rushing in. The tangled and chaotic information made their brains ache.

hum!

A moment later, a tree of nothingness, overflowing with light, emerged from the chaos, bleaching away all the disorder. As if they had experienced a cosmic explosion, the four people, like broken puppets, held hands, grinned foolishly, and sat back down in their original spots with blank stares.

Now, all they can think about is one thing.

No fighting...

Tsk!

whispering sound!

what!

Pooh!

After a full quarter of an hour of dazedness, the four Alices, who were on the verge of exchanging blows, finally snapped out of their reverie. They subconsciously looked down, their eyes meeting each other's tightly clasped fingers, and shivered in unison, shaking off each other in disgust.

However, due to her overly intense reaction, the smaller Alice almost fell off the chair.

Fortunately, a tall figure reached out and pulled Alice back, gently straightening her up.

Alice patted her chest lightly, still shaken. A strange sense of security filled her chest, and it also seemed somewhat familiar. The little girl raised her pretty face and revealed a pure smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Mad Hatter."

Samael, who had consciously retreated to a corner to wait, smiled and nodded.

You bastard, whose side are you on? Traitor!

Noticing the two's subtle actions, Lydel was quite annoyed and was about to turn around and tell Kuonji Aratsumi on the spot.

However, at this moment, with the surge of white mist, two slender figures wearing bubble dresses and small hats, each holding a hand puppet, suddenly appeared on the two chairs to the left and right of the head of the table.

Forbidden Witch Lavinia!

Abigail, the Witch of Knowledge!