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Hate Me, Witch! – Chapter 45

Chapter 45 A Little One is Also Very Cute

“It seems that President Diris’s threat is indeed beyond my imagination.”
Aerora reviewed the quarterly reports submitted by the shops all over the Imperial Capital, her pen dancing between her fair and slender fingers, occasionally making a few strokes on the paper.
Due to someone’s habitually negligent attitude towards her own businesses, this blonde maiden, in addition to her explosive combat power, had also cultivated a rather domineering CEO demeanor.
“I don’t think my appearance is inferior to that student council president, but now it seems that classmate Shaya might prefer the clingy type more.”
“Or perhaps, classmate Shaya also has this attribute where he can’t walk when he sees a big chest?”
The magic chandelier cast a soft radiance, illuminating Aerora’s plain white and exquisite face, but it couldn’t dispel the abnormality in the air.
Shaya’s gaze swept over Aerora’s chest, then he couldn’t help but sigh.
His companion was perfect in every way, beautiful and pleasing to the eye, and fierce yet not one for many words. But if there were one flaw, it would probably be her figure.
And if one were to use the most fitting word to describe it—
It would be a flat board.
“Actually, I think a little one is also very cute…”
The coldness that immediately rippled through the air made Shaya quickly change the subject.
He sat down on the sofa beside Aerora.
“I mean—I’m truly innocent this time. President Diris and I really only have a pure student and student council president relationship, nothing has happened.”
“Nothing has happened yet, but that doesn’t mean nothing will happen later, right?”
Aerora capped her pen, gathered the files she had finished processing, then knelt on the sofa and looked at Shaya, her light golden long hair cascading to the floor.
“Why is classmate Shaya so nervous? After all, you personally saved President Diris from the cultists then.”
“Just like the plot in the books you write… it’s only reasonable for the hero to save the beauty, and then the beauty falls in love with the hero and offers herself in marriage.”
She pointed at the pink envelope: “Look, isn’t this revealing her feelings to classmate Shaya?”
“Since it’s a love letter confessing her feelings, perhaps I should excuse myself… After all, it’s a girl’s little secret, she probably wouldn’t want other girls to see it.”
“That means I’m not as beastly as you think, Little Ai.”
Shaya sighed and picked up the envelope. “Although President Diris is indeed very accommodating, and she’s not on the same level as you, I’m not that shallow.”
“Without an emotional foundation, such a confession is just a momentary impulse, with no possibility of lasting. I will reject her properly.”
As he spoke, he opened the envelope and took out the letter inside.
The pink letter was blank.
Shaya turned the letter over, frowning slightly.
“A characterless sky book?”

Hearing Shaya’s words, the frost on the blonde maiden’s cute face softened considerably.
She took the blank letter and envelope from Shaya, tilted her head, and examined them for a moment before handing them back to Shaya.
“Perhaps President Diris and classmate Shaya have arranged some kind of secret code to decipher it—”
“For example, you might need to soak the letter in a special solution, or bake it over a fire before the script appears.”
“It seems I shouldn’t have let you review the draft of ‘The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes’ that was supposed to be sent to the Royal Publishing House back then.”
Shaya slumped onto the sofa in resignation, closing his eyes.
He extended his spiritual power slightly, slowly probing every detail of the letter.
After a long while, Shaya opened his eyes again.
“If I’m not mistaken, this letter should be a ‘ritual catalyst’.”
“Ritual catalyst?”
Aerora’s voice carried a hint of confusion.
Her familiar, Rungoniumad, was purely focused on physical-type reinforcement, so she didn’t know much about magic and the mystical side.
“Simply put, it’s an item used to catalyze mystical rituals. Of course, this is just the narrowest definition; its scope of application is much wider in practice.”
Shaya thought for a moment and found an example that Aerora could quickly understand.
“Do you remember the story of witchcraft I told you before?”
“The witch doctor takes hair from the victim, buries it in a straw effigy, and then writes the victim’s name on it.”
“Then, piercing the heart of the straw effigy with a small knife, the real person on the other side will also have their heart shattered and die. The hair in this case serves as a ritual catalyst.”
Before Shaya finished speaking, he sensed a sharp murderous intent soaring into the sky.
“You mean, Diris is actually a spy sent by a secret organization, plotting against you in secret?”
The blonde maiden’s gaze was icy cold, and silver light flowed in her azure eyes, illusory points of light slowly converging into the shape of a spear in her hand.
“No, our newly renovated home, I don’t want it torn down after only living in it for a few days.”
Shaya quickly grabbed Aerora beside him. The sharp aura cut fine scratches on the wooden table.
The strength of this girl after her breakthrough was beyond imagination. Just the subtly erupting aura was already comparable to a general master.
If Shaya had been a little slower, the furniture in the living room would not have survived.
“That’s the most extreme example. Not all ritual catalysts have negative effects. As far as I know, there isn’t the ability of ‘Dingtou Qijian Shu’ in this world… even if there were, it’s not something Diris can control.”
Shaya spoke in a hurry, feeling that the girl beside him might kill her way to the Saint Roland Academy’s student council at any moment. Then, the Camelot Daily News would have a new headline tomorrow: “Two Top Beauties of Saint Roland Academy Fight Over a Man, Is This a Distortion of Human Nature or a Moral Decline?”
“Moreover, since she dared to openly send a blank letter as a catalyst, it means President Diris has no ill intentions. Otherwise, she could have acted in secret.”
Aerora hummed, and the silver light in her eyes gradually faded.
She sat obediently beside Shaya again: “But I still think President Diris is very suspicious, maybe there’s a problem.”
“There is indeed a problem. It’s difficult for a student from a commoner background to master such advanced mystical knowledge.”
Shaya stood up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.
“But it doesn’t matter. No matter what happens, we’ll deal with it. And right now, nothing is more important than eating. Little Ai, you must be hungry too, right?”
The blonde maiden kneeling on the sofa was about to retort.
But soon, a cute sound from her abdomen interrupted her stubbornness.
Since she had been in closed-door cultivation in the meditation room, she hadn’t eaten for a full week. During that time, she had only had some water. She was now ravenously hungry.
Aerora blinked and said in her clear and cold voice, “Then I want to eat hot pot.”
“Alright.”


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Hate Me, Witch!

Hate Me, Witch!

憎恨我吧,魔女小姐!
Score 7.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: Chinese
Villain System: Let the Young and Naïve Duchess of the Cang Court Principality, Sylvia, Experience the Betrayal of Her Loved Ones, and Achieve Transformation and Rebirth Transmigrating into a Western fantasy world centered around beast taming, Xia Ya stared at the beginner mission in front of him, lost in thought. Sylvia—the legendary “Silver Witch of Cang” recorded in history—had already ascended to legend status five hundred years ago. After establishing the White Chalk Tower, she vanished without a trace, never to be seen again. And as for the Cang Court Principality? It had long since been destroyed. How was he supposed to complete this f***ing mission? This system was five hundred years late! Yet, the mission reward was simply too tempting. After much deliberation, Xia Ya made a decision that would make his ancestors roll in their graves— [To Deceive History Itself] The capital was gone? Fine. Then I’ll just write my name into the duke’s family records and become the older brother of the duchess. No objections, right? Modify relics and ancient texts? Sure. Let’s say I was manipulated by cultists, falsely accused Sylvia of an imaginary crime, and personally exiled her. Then, later, I came to my senses and perished alongside the mastermind behind it all. That sounds reasonable, right? [The One Forgotten by Time] [The Heartless Tyrant] [The King Who Turned His Back on the World] One hidden truth after another began to resurface. [The Silver Witch’s Diary] Waking from my self-imposed slumber, my memories are in tatters—except for one, still deeply etched into my soul: the pain of betrayal. Recent archaeological discoveries have revealed the truth… It turns out that the principality had already been corrupted by a cult. Not long after my exile, an evil god descended upon the royal capital, annihilating all life. So… my brother did all of that… to save me?

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