Koizumi Akako was stunned: "This..."

"Miss Hongzi..."

The old butler asked cautiously, "He...is gone?"

The witch didn't answer immediately. Instead, she closed her eyes and focused her mind to sense the magic carefully for a while. Only after confirming that the magic had indeed left and she could no longer sense any trace of it did she let out a long sigh of relief. Her legs went weak, and she almost sat down on the ground.

"Miss Hongzi!"

The old butler hurried forward.

"I'm fine..."

Koizumi Akako waved her hand, but her face was terribly pale.

The tension and fear she felt just now had almost exhausted all her strength.

After all, if she were to truly confront Yuzuru Hanyu head-on, with her current strength, she would at best have a 40/60 chance of winning, with very little chance of victory.

Why...did he suddenly leave?

She muttered to herself, her eyes filled with confusion.

The Magic Mirror chimed in at the opportune moment: "Perhaps it's because Lord Hanyu Nan suddenly remembered he's going to spend the night with another girl?"

Koizumi Akako: “......”

She silently raised her wand.

"Bang!"

The magic mirror shattered once again.

"Stop, Master..."

The fragments stubbornly emitted their last whispers, "Outside are Lord Hanyu Nan..."

Koizumi Akako stomped on her glasses in anger: "Shut up!"

She, the heir to the Red Magic, Koizumi Akako, was second to none throughout her life!

How could I possibly submit to that despicable guy?!

And it can be repaired!

"housekeeper!"

She suddenly turned around, her eyes flashing with determination. "Prepare the materials! I need to continue preparing for the plan in a couple of days!"

Old butler: "...Do we...are we going to continue?"

"certainly!"

Koizumi Akako gripped the potion bottle tightly, gritting her teeth as she said, "This is a war between kings; one side must submit or die."

As she spoke, she strode toward the laboratory, her red and black witch costume billowing behind her, her silhouette looking both tragic and defiant.

The old butler watched his young mistress's retreating figure and sighed helplessly.

He always felt...

Miss Hongzi's appearance doesn't seem like she's going to conquer an enemy; it's more like she's going to confess her feelings...

It must be an illusion...