Don't Get Any Weird Ideas, Hey!!

Tokyo suburbs.

A little she-wolf raced down the highway.

With a white cigar clenched between his teeth, Fujino rode a black motorcycle after her, arriving at a forest on the outskirts of Tokyo.

He looked over the surroundings and could not help grumbling, "The Witch sure lives somewhere quiet..."

Lush woodland, an empty little concrete road, and the rustling of grass in the wind—it felt like he had returned to the countryside from his previous life...

Calling it quiet sounded nice, but in reality, it was just too remote.

So remote that not even birds would shit here.

Honestly, it was about on par with that villa of the Suzuki family where people had died...

Uh, apparently no one had died there now.

Anyway, it was comparable.

"This way!"

The little she-wolf—White Wolf in her original form—raced along the highway, turned at a fork, and entered a smooth concrete road through the forest.

Once on the concrete road, White Wolf's little hooves flew over the flat pavement. Before long, she had passed through the forest and arrived before a villa deep within it.

Fujino looked up and saw a three-story villa with pointed roofs, distinctly witch-like in style.

The villa's roof was covered in orange-red ceramic tiles, its outer walls painted white. On either side of the main house were two slightly longer wings extending outward.

The little villa felt rather cozy, but an unpleasant aura faintly lingered around it. Even the formerly clear sky had turned dark and overcast by the time they reached this place.

"Awoo~"

White Wolf gave a timely howl, accentuating the eerie atmosphere. It was a little grating, yet somehow adorable.

Fujino gave her a deadpan look. "Why are you howling now?"

White Wolf braced herself on her front legs, her hind legs hanging low