It was an accidental Halloween.
Spooky carnival.
When you finish a day's work and return home late at night with your tired body undressed, you don't even bother to wash your face before falling into a soft pillow and falling asleep. I vaguely seemed to hear a thin whisper in my ear: "Get up, get up! The moon is shining on your butt!"
You swore it was definitely a strange language you had never heard before, but at that moment you strangely understood what the other person was saying.
"Hey, wake up!" There is a strong fragrance of roses in your nose, and as soon as you open your eyes, you are met with a pair of blood-red pupils.
The young man with black hair and bloody eyes was wearing a messy robe that looked like a witch's shabby clothes, floating lightly in the air. As soon as he saw you waking up, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a meaningful smile: "Are you finally awake? You don't have to worry about me dragging you back from another world."
"Although you may have forgotten, I still want to introduce myself."
"I am your contracted devil: Michael. Welcome back to your mansion! My little 'witch'!"
"Well..." You pushed up your glasses and said slowly, "I'm sorry, you got the wrong witch. I'm a man."
"It doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman, you are my witch anyway!"
You: "... Okay."
This is the story of the reunion of a loose black witch like Capibara with a willful and unruly demon and other old friends.
Think of it as a weird Halloween dream. Even if you wake up, they will still be by your side.
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Intent: Continuation of a strange dream