"Um, Senior Sister, can I turn around now?"
Dorothy felt a tug at the hem of her dress and, looking down with curiosity, she saw a little puppet with a cloth tied over its eyes asking her this question.
Caught off guard, the homebody witch turned to glance at their side, only to see her silly and docile junior still obediently facing away from them.
Ah, how earnest is this child?
She had no choice but to reach out and gently turn the shoulders of her adorably stupid little junior to face them.
"Audrey, don't you have even a little curiosity?"
Dorothy, who had barely lasted half a minute before turning her head to sneak a peek, asked her remarkably self-disciplined junior with some curiosity.
How did she manage to resist?