Arrival at the Finish Line

One after another, she woke Chen Ligu, Lester, and Lilia, who were still lost in their dreams.

Jiang Han then went to the Cat Lamp kitchen and ordered a lavish breakfast: grilled fatty beef, grilled pork belly, rice mixed with special sauce, and plenty of desserts to enjoy afterward. She also took out some peculiar ingredients and had the Cat Lamps make a pot of fresh soup to nourish the spirit body.

Witches were nocturnal creatures, after all. They needed some nutrition if they wanted to be full of life.

Once the order was placed, the Cat Lamps came bustling over with the dishes the moment they were ready, meowing and howling as they served them.

Jiang Han returned to her room and changed in the dressing room into a T-shirt slightly better than pajamas and a pair of shorts. Pulling on lace cotton socks and stepping into fluffy slippers, she slowly made her way to the dining room.

The other Witches had already arrived in the dining room.

Alesha, changed into a casual dress, looked exactly like a princess—only princesses wore puffy dresses while relaxing. Chen Ligu's little head kept nodding; her usual mature air had finally vanished, and the early-rising Witch at last looked just like her appearance suggested: an underage little girl. Miss Lester held her own heart in her hands, giving it a squeeze now and then to stay awake. If Jotaro had possessed that skill, he would not have needed Star Platinum to squeeze his heart. Lilia pouted, swinging her little calves back and forth, her slender feet in long cotton socks making one want to give them a pinch.

"Morning, Han-baby." Chen Ligu yawned and pulled out a seat for Jiang Han.

Smiling sweetly, Jiang Han sat down, rested her chin on the other