At Brust Academy, in the inconspicuous courtyard of the Automated Mechanical Civil Engineering major, the group of upperclassman sisters landed together, alighting from their brooms.
And Spider Teacher wasn't holed up in her workshop as usual today; instead, she had been waiting in the yard for them since early morning. She had even tidied herself up a bit; the already stunning woman now looked like the newlywed bride who just moved in next door, her voluptuous figure and aura almost intoxicating at a glance.
However...
"Tsk, seems like all the 'big sisters' in this world have something off about them; they're all looks but no substance."
Dorothy glanced at her squinty-eyed discount teacher and thought to herself.
She used to be a firm believer in admiring mature women, favoring the good-looking 'big sisters.' But ever since she came to the Witch World, every 'big sister' who met her expectations and stirred her heart a little turned out to be weirder than the last.