August 24th, afternoon.
Jiang Han had wrapped herself in a scarf and thrown on a pretty white duck-down coat with a fur collar. Underneath, she wore a white chiffon blouse with princess sleeves and an off-the-shoulder neckline, along with a vintage sleeveless dress adorned with exquisite prints. Her thighs were covered by gold-stamped patterned tights, paired with little boots. She looked warm and lovely.
This was everyday attire unimaginable in the south in her previous life, but yesterday, an escaped level-nine frost dragon had caused heavy snowfall across South City, sending temperatures plummeting. The witches had no choice but to don their winter clothes ahead of time, grumbling and cursing all the while, though in truth they could hardly wait to take leave, go home, build snowmen, or soak in hot springs!
Drinking a little alcohol amid the falling snow, soaking in a hot spring, petting a Cat Lamp, playing games or watching friends play games... comfortable, wonderful. It could greatly soothe a witch's taut nerves... Jiang Han tightened her scarf and breathed out a puff of white air.
She hooked her left foot back, lightly tapping the ground with the top of her boot, while her tail swayed once in a way bound to draw witches' attention.
Ding-dong.
Her phone chimed with the sound of an incoming message. Looking down, she saw that the email was exceedingly brief:
"I'm here~"
Jiang Han could practically sense the bubbling excitement in that message. She turned to look into the station.
Histeria, dressed in an explosively adorable long red snow-rabbit coat over a navy dress, held a little lace parasol as she skipped toward Jiang Han, somehow maintaining a lady's poise with every hop.
For once, she hadn't dragged things out for two days before getting started. Sure enough, the moment they