Otaku Witch-Chapter 758 - 509

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Master and Disciple Heart-to-Heart_2

758: 509.

Master and Disciple Heart-to-Heart_2

Adults all like to believe that every child is a good child, but they never care whether the children actually want to be good children or not.

Sure, those adults are full of lies, always talking about how they were this or that back in the day, but how much of their brilliant tales are true?

Were they really all good children in their past?

Or might it be that they, like me, merely pretended to be good children?

Anyway, among the people Artie knew, there was no such thing as a truly perfect good child.

Those adults who couldn’t even keep a pact with a child had their nauseating pretenses exposed under her Pact of the Heart.

She was certain of one thing: human nature is fundamentally evil.

Artie didn’t want to be any kind of good child.

She’d do whatever she wanted, content in her role as an Evil Breed.

At that moment, the Evil Breed Little Lolita crossed her arms and watched the bad woman across from her with a smile, waiting for her response.

It was just a pity that her Pact of the Heart’s abilities didn’t work on this bad woman; otherwise, she would have publicly executed the bad thoughts in the woman’s heart right away.

Come on, let me hear what kind of nonsense you’re going to spin to coax me into “turning over a new leaf” now.

Dorothy, on the other hand, shook her head, amused.

She just looked at Artie with a chuckle, making the Evil Breed Little Lolita feel uncomfortable all over.

“What are you laughing at?

Get on with your act.

Or have you run out of words and don’t know how to admonish me anymore?”

Artie urged, annoyed and embarrassed.

“I just suddenly realized that you are still just a child.”

Dorothy reached out to pat Little Lolita’s head, but seeing that she was about to explode, she withdrew her hand and coughed.

“Your definition of a ‘good child’ isn’t about being good at all; it’s simply about being someone else’s child.

Many people might like the template of someone else’s child, but personally, I don’t care.”

The Homebody Witch shook her head, then pointed to herself.

“If we really followed that standard, I myself wouldn’t be any kind of good child, so I certainly wouldn’t have the ability to mold you into that.”

Dorothy shrugged her shoulders, self-deprecatingly.

After all, she was a veteran homebody who rarely stepped outside her front door and had subpar magic Talent.

In the universal values of Witch World, she would definitely be seen as an antisocial and underperforming bad child.

But what of it?

She was quite content with her life overall.

As for what others thought of her, why should she care?

She stayed at home all day and didn’t go out, never hearing others’ opinions about her, and being talked about wouldn’t cause her any physical harm.

“Artie, you need not concern yourself with others’ opinions, nor should you force yourself to be what others call a good child; it’s meaningless.”

“Your life is for living your way, not for someone else.

As long as you live happily, that’s all that matters.”

“I have no intention of asking you to become some standardized version of a good child; a person like that wouldn’t be nearly as interesting as the Artie before me now.

As a teacher, if you really need me to have an expectation of you, I hope you become someone with no regrets.”

Dorothy thought for a moment, then said.

“No regrets?”

This was the first time anyone had made such a request to Artie; the Little Lolita was somewhat confused.

“Yes, it means that when you look back on your life, you won’t regret wasting your years or feel ashamed of accomplishing nothing.

If you can live a life without regrets, that would be a very successful life, wouldn’t it?”

The Homebody Witch explained, blinking her eyes.

“Is that all?”

Artie was a bit stunned; this was nothing like the demands others had made of her before, and it sounded almost too simple.

“Yeah, that’s all.

How you spend your life should be entirely your choice.

Other people’s advice is just suggestions; whether you listen is up to you.

They aren’t responsible for your life; you alone are responsible for it.”

Dorothy nodded affirmatively, reflecting her own philosophy of life.

“What if I choose to be a bad person?

A really bad one who goes around killing and setting fires…

”

Seeing herself nearly swayed, Artie was a bit miffed, continuing her argumentative nature.

However, before the Evil Breed Little Lolita could finish her sentence, she was stopped by the seemingly smiling but not-at-all amused gaze of the bad woman across from her.

“Of course, you can.

As I said, you choose your life and you take responsibility for it.

As long as you can truly bear the consequences of your sins, then I have nothing more to say.”

“But, Artie, while you have the right to decide your life, others naturally have the right to decide theirs.

When two life paths cross and collide at some point, someone has to give way, don’t they?”

“You have your freedom to kill and set fires, and others naturally have the freedom to be righteous heroes, right?”

“When that time comes, it’ll be a clash of principles, or a battle of paths.

Such struggles often end with no one willing to back down, leading to an outcome where it’s either you die or I survive.”

The Homebody Witch said.

“Isn’t it usually not whether you die, but whether I perish?”