With only five minutes before the broadcast began, Du Lingxuan was naturally in a frantic scramble. Luckily, she always kept a few scene-setting spells prepared, or there was no way she would have made it in time.
The witches in the lounge consciously made room for Xuan Bao. Some also put their kicked-off indoor slippers back on, donned their broad-brimmed pointed hats, put their gloves back on, and restored every last accessory. In an instant, they transformed from a bunch of stay-at-home-looking witches back into the elites of the Rainy Night Club.
Probably because Xuan Bao's broadcast this time might give the club's witches a chance to appear on camera.
No matter what they were like among themselves, they had to look presentable to outsiders. Otherwise, how were they supposed to scam—no, attract witches into buying the club's season passes?
Jiang Han pulled a makeup case from her cat tail, hesitating slightly.
"You're not touching up?" Xiya tilted her head and asked curiously.
Since Jiang Han had come to the Rainy Night Club today to patch up gaps in her thesis, she had arrived without much makeup. Or rather, she had only lightly powdered her face and drawn a little eyeliner. Unlike ordinary land-dwelling women, whose eyeliner made their eyes look bigger, Jiang Han's eyeliner made her eyes look a little smaller... because her eyes really were rather large, and when she stared, they gave off a slightly discordant feeling.
Or rather... an inhuman feeling?
Jiang Han rolled her eyes at Xiya.
"I'm hesitating. This is going to be on a livestream, after all."
"I recommend this one." Xiya pulled a vividly colored lipstick from Jiang Han's makeup case.
Jiang Han immediately shuddered.
"Isn't that way too bright?"
Xiya let out a few "ho ho ho" laughs, raised a finger,