Wonderland Dream Trip Side Story/38

Witches' Tea Party IV
Characters	Whisky Bloody Mary
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An elegant man was holding several black goose feathers still stained with blood. By the way the blood was splattered, he had clearly just plucked the prettiest feathers straight from the wing.
Whisky	Cursed wings, eh? ...Ah, just the thing for those little witches...
Even with the sun shining brightly, there was a bone-chilling coldness in the gloomy castle. The black marks dotting the walls and the faint damp smell were very off-putting.
Bloody Mary	Mr. Witt, this place you chose... truly is...
Whisky	Truly what?
Bloody Mary	Unique.
Whisky	Heh, since when did you start caring about sentimental value.
Bloody Mary	Tsk-tsk-tsk, you’re wrong there. With some of the people I meet, I’m always very sentimental~
Whisky	I’m afraid your sentiments wouldn’t be enjoyed by ordinary people.
Bloody Mary	It pains me to hear you say that, Mr. Witt.
Whisky	Didn’t you already get the slumber spell from the Sea Witch? What are you coming to me for?
Bloody Mary	You must know, Mr. Witt, that if the spell is not placed in a sufficient medium, then the effect of even the strongest spell will be attenuated.
Whisky	So?
Bloody Mary	I want to borrow your loom, Mr. Witt~
Whisky	And why do you think I’d give you my loom?
Bloody Mary	A loom reputed to be able to weave straw into gold, maintained under the magic powers of Mr. Witt... I certainly can’t think of a better medium.
Whisky	...
Bloody Mary	Am I wrong, Mr. Whisky?
As Bloody Mary smiled eerily, he opened his medicine chest and shouted Whisky’s name. Then the next instant, Whisky’s usually subdued eyes suddenly widened a bit, and in a flash, he was sucked into a mirror hidden in Bloody Mary’s medicine chest. Bloody Mary looked in the mirror at Whisky, who had already regained his composure, and let out a laugh.
Bloody Mary	I have to hand it to you, Mr. Witt. I yelled out your real name, and still you barely twitched. But now you’ve been trapped in this magic mirror, and there’s no way out~
Whisky	...Who told you?
Bloody Mary held a finger up to his lips and made an exceedingly deceptive smile.
Bloody Mary	Shh-- They’re watching~
With a chilling laugh, he pointed at empty space. In a corner neither of them could see, a butterfly reflected a strange golden radiance under the blood-tinted light of the setting sun.
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