As a result, the otaku witch's hands moved naturally, and beautiful and melodious notes burst out from her fingers that were even slender and perfect than Venus.

And Venus, who was still struggling even in Artie's arms, was stunned when she heard this tune, and then gradually calmed down, but her expression was a little confused.

Not just her, the Demon King girl also looked puzzled.

The two of them were not stunned because of how beautiful Dorothy's performance was, although it was indeed very beautiful, and her perfect skills were not much inferior to Venus just now.

It's just that the melody at the beginning is so familiar. Not only is it exactly the same as the Veela girl's intro just now, but it's the same.

What, are you trying to win me over with my music?

Venus's expression became even more angry. She really felt that she had been humiliated this time.

However, her music is not so easy to be copied. If you can learn her music score, is it possible that you can also learn her emotions?

Humph, how could a genius like you understand my suffering?

Miss Veela thought so in her heart.

But as the performance continued, Venus was stunned.

As a true artist, she naturally has the ability to perceive the emotions contained in music, and at this time, she really heard the emotions in Sister Sunshine's piano music.

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A past far more painful than her childhood unfolded before her.

Who has not been an orphan once?

While the music was being played at this time, Dorothy's thoughts also sank into the past along with the notes.

She had once had nothing like that, and in those days when material things were not enough, a mortal orphanage was not as happy as a witch's orphanage.

At least witches don't have to worry about food and clothing.

It's just being ostracized. Do you think you two are alone? You two can still hug each other to keep each other warm. I can only indulge in the two-dimensional fantasy.

My pain is greater than yours.

Just thinking back to her long-lost childhood made Dorothy frown.

If it weren't for the purpose of mobilizing her emotions to integrate into the music, she really wouldn't want to recall those damn days when she was hungry and cold for one day, then hungry and cold for another day, the endless farm work, and her body with soreness and backache every day.

The humiliation of being punched and kicked by such big children, the cold eyes and rejection of those children with happy families...

At that time, he almost turned black many times. Fortunately, he still had fantasy, and a comic book dropped by others gave him salvation.

To be honest, it was not a very good work, it was even quite rubbish. It was a bit pretentious and forced to be sensational, but the illusory world was almost beautiful enough, and the family relationship between the protagonist and his family was enough to make him envious.

From that time on, the obsession of "I want to have a family" took root in his heart. He no longer complained about the reality, but just worked hard and survived tenaciously.

Then...

Then he was hit to death by a dump truck before he could start a family...

Well, at least the little girl he rescued can continue to have a beautiful home.

As for herself, now she has finally come to the end of her hardships.

As a result, the originally slow melody, which revealed sadness and sadness, changed and began to become brisk.

From here, the melody of the House Witch and the melody of Venus are already different.

Some people are gradually sinking in the suffering, while some people always have hope.

And this is an idealistic world, and your heart will determine your future destiny.

So, should you just go with the flow and sink, or should you be the master of your own destiny?

A breeze from nowhere blew open the window on the side, and the bright moonlight outside the window shone on the witch playing beside the bed.

The curtains were swaying in the evening breeze, and the girl who was concentrating on playing under the moon, wrapped in the moon, seemed to be really shining.

In the shadow of the room on the side, the two girls in the darkness looked at the performer under the moonlight. As the music became as fast as a storm and contained high fighting spirit, the two pairs of eyes gradually lit up.

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And when the sound of the piano stopped, Dorothy under the moonlight stretched out her hand towards the purple-haired girl who had already heard the tears streaming down her face.

"If you don't mind it, I can become your family."
Chapter completed!