Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

“I am a witch. An immortal witch.” Transported to another world, she became a witch who does not age and cannot die. On a continent of swords and magic, she left behind traces of her existence. Her face, as delicate as a porcelain doll, always carried a sincerity that could never deceive. Like a vibrant flower in full bloom during summer, her radiant smile never faded for even a moment. Wherever the witch went, the simple and kind-hearted people would commemorate her with a signboard: —Witches and dogs not allowed. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠