Pretty Dummy

The completed survey vehicle traveled steadily over the water. The giant cats leisurely towed it along, occasionally landing on the forward deck to munch and drink with meowing roars, then lazily paddling the water with their tails, propelling it forward like a rowboat.

Since storage facilities and a basket excavator had to be built on the starboard deck, the port deck had been expanded as well to balance the center of gravity. A patch of lawn had even been laid down, making it into something like a picnic area.

Clang...

The inner door of the port deck was pushed open. Jiang Han stepped out in a nightgown, a bath towel still in her arms.

A gust of cold wind made her shiver pleasantly, while her tail gave the water a sharp flick.

"Careful. You almost splashed my sausages..." The iron griddle in the picnic area was blazing away. Alesha used magic to move the oil-sizzling sausages across it, warning her with displeasure.

Incidentally, Blindie was not actually blind. She could still see things. On top of that, her abundant magic and vast sensory web let her "see" things quite easily. Though the details certainly were not as clear as what other Witches saw with their eyes, she could still tell exactly who had arrived.

So long as she had bothered to remember that person's magical frequency.

...Hmph! That proves Blindie ignored me the first time because she hadn't remembered it! Jiang Han rolled her eyes beautifully, then sat down in Alesha's sofa chair with a coquettish laugh. Her damp, long hair pressed against the other woman's arm as she narrowed her eyes and sniffed.

"What are you grilling?"

She blinked slyly.

At such close range, even Blindie could see perfectly clearly.

Alesha let out a sigh. Her lips moved, then