After finishing a satisfying meal, she enjoyed a post-meal stroll through the little garden and a soak in the hot springs. Finally, she crawled beneath a thick fur blanket in a soft burrow bed.
It was Jiang Han's first time using a burrow bed, and it felt incredibly comfortable. Soft furry walls surrounded her, along with a soft dragonhide blanket, a perfect temperature, pleasantly cool air blowing from the vents, and drinks and snacks stored in the dragonhide refrigerator.
This is practically a trap. Once ordinary witches crawl into a real burrow like this, they'll never be able to crawl back out, Jiang Han thought.
Caroline was in the burrow bed next to hers. The beds were individual little units, somewhat like tents. They had some soundproofing, but only enough to keep sound from carrying far away; at close range, they could still chat.
As she pondered spellcraft problems before sleep—a witch's essential bedtime task—Caroline's voice came from the neighboring burrow bed.
"May I ask whether it is comfortable enough?"
They even had after-sales service like this? Startled, Jiang Han instinctively squeezed a sweet smile at the empty air.
"It's already extremely comfortable. Is this also a product you made yourself?"
This witch was truly far too "comfortable." Without realizing it, people simply fell into her trap.
Jiang Han recalled that she had originally only meant to come over for a cup of tea. Yet somehow, that had turned into playing games together; then she had been kept for dinner; and after that, they had soaked in the hot springs and counted stars together. They had even played a running-in-circles game with the vegetable dog in the garden. In the end, exhausted, she had rinsed herself off again, changed into the other woman's pajamas, and curled up in the burrow