A Qualified Adventurer Starts with Fantasy Witch

"How can a noble witch surrender to an ordinary human being!" "Sister, he is really different." "What's the difference? He's just a little devil who hasn't become a god yet." "But when he saw us, he didn't hide or be afraid. He just looked at you very seriously." "So what?" "Having him look at you like that makes you want to comb your hair." "Nonsense." "You just combed your hair." "..." "Everyone be quiet." The woman on the gemstone chair finally said, "Since when do witches have to rely on a man to judge whether they are beautiful or not?" "It doesn't depend on him. But recently, the sisters have indeed been looking at themselves in the mirror more often." "..." "Then who is going to invite this 'different' gentleman back?" In the room full of noble witches, no one answered for a moment. After a long time, the sister from before turned her face away and spoke in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "... I'll go."