Charles IX: the Curse of the Witch

The wind blew up the window screen, vaguely reflecting a girl. Pink eyes, long flowing pale pink hair, slightly undulating skirt... The window screen was blown up by the wind again, and fell down bit by bit, leaving nothing in the empty corner. . . "Meow~" Where did the cat come from? Cat eyes! Pink! An impossible color for a cat's eye. . . The cat left and turned around brilliantly, as if he saw the beautiful girl turning around. . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.