As soon as Sophia saw her young mistress's outfit and her excited, eager expression, she covered her face, feeling a bit helpless.
Great, this one is sure up to some mischief again.
"Senior sister, what's this?"
Little Fox blinked, not quite understanding what her senior sister was up to.
"Of course, we're planning to sneak in and get a free meal. We three are part of today's Air Force; if we don't get a free meal, are we supposed to fish for our food?"
Dorothy said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Although in truth, her magic bag had enough stored rations to last for several years, this didn't matter. What mattered was having a pretext.
Audrey: "..."
Little Fox's tail stiffened.
"Senior sister, isn't this bad? They didn't even invite us..."
The good little kid was ready to reason with her senior sister.
But the Trashy Witch didn't give her junior sister a chance to speak and snapped her fingers with a click.
