The Witch Who Tells Me Everything

Hiyori placed me in a shack far behind the battlefield, outside the combat zone.

Apparently, being caught off guard by Iruma while she was away still really bothers her.

Just to protect me, Hiyori searched for a ramshackle mountain hut in some remote, unknown place, cleaned it, secretly dragged me there, surrounded it with layers of defensive magic, and strictly ordered me never to leave, no matter who came, except her.

It was like being imprisoned by a yandere girlfriend.

Well, it was reasonable. The precedent of Iruma's attack on Okutama created a level of terror that made me feel no amount of vigilance would be enough.

Even I, who was often told I had no sense of caution and needed to be more alert, didn't go outside to check on things. Instead, I killed time making paper fans to cheer on the Blue Witch and stick balloons in the Blue Witch's colors. It was a shame I couldn't make glow sticks. If only the electricity were still working.

While I lazily waited and wondered whether dinner or a bath would come first when Hiyori returned, the door of the mountain hut was knocked on in a three-three-six rhythm.

Ready to slip beneath the floorboards and cast a deathlike sleep spell if necessary, I asked in a quiet voice.

"What was the first wand?"

"Hendenshow."...