Evil Witch Saves the World

Chapter 11: Being Placed in Isolation

After being swallowed by the enormous rose, Bai An'an didn't feel any pain. On the contrary, the inside of the flower was soft and comfortable, like a nurturing pouch. It kept adjusting her position until she was positioned like a fetus in a mother's womb before stopping.

Looking at her daughter sleeping on the flower stamen, Bai Xuerou caressed both sides of her face. The arrogant smile on her face grew increasingly unrestrained, as if her mouth would split to her ears, resembling the Kuchisake-onna (slit-mouthed woman) from Japanese urban legends.

But while terrifying ghosts like Kuchisake-onna don't exist, monsters more frightening than ghosts, like the Red Moon Witch, do exist.

"Sleep well. When you wake up, you'll return to me, Bai Ye."

"Xuerou, you've gone mad!"

Yan, who had been knocked against the wall earlier, had somehow regained her ability to move. She pushed open the door and threw a punch at Bai Xuerou.

Unfortunately, this punch, in Bai Xuerou's eyes—in the Red Moon Witch's eyes—was no different than being hit with cotton.

"You're too late. The witch transformation has already begun, and I can't stop it now."

Yan clenched her fists and kept swinging at Bai Xuerou, but Bai Xuerou didn't even look at her properly. She remained cold and emotionless, like a block of ice.

"You're being too hasty! An'an is only six years old; she can't handle this!"

"No, she was once the strongest witch. She won't die from mere witch transformation."

"She told you before she died not to treat others as her, but why won't you listen? She won't be happy about this!"

When Yan mentioned "that person," Bai Xuerou's eyes flickered briefly, but she quickly resumed her cold demeanor and turned to leave.

"Whether she's happy or not, I don't know. After all, both you and I are broken. The only difference is that I'm more honest about it, which is why you can't defeat me."@@@@

"Tch..."

Yan bit her lip hard and looked once more at the flower bud that had risen high, encasing Bai An'an.

"Don't be afraid, An'an. Mom will always stay by your side..."

What time is it now?

Bai An'an didn't know.

Since being stuffed into the rose by that exasperated witch, she had been in complete darkness. She retained some consciousness, but not much—similar to when she was forced to eat the small rose before—having lost control of her entire body.

The only improvement was that a pleasant fragrance constantly surrounded her.

"Is this the punishment that bad woman mentioned? Keeping me here with no one to talk to..."

Bai An'an couldn't help thinking, secretly feeling delighted.

"My eyes... why can't I see? This is different from before... how can this be..."

Seeing that she hadn't awakened in bed as usual, Bai An'an grew increasingly uneasy, and a terrifying hypothesis gradually formed in her mind.

Bai Xuerou wanted to cut off all her interactions with the outside world, even control of her limbs, leaving only her brain active.

Like a doll placed in an elaborate, precious position, sitting there through the four seasons, year after year.

For a doll without consciousness, this might be acceptable, but for a person—especially one who had seen the light—this was undoubtedly the most cruel punishment.

And what made it more cruel was that this torture came with no specified end time—it was complete torment.

"If I just sleep once more... I might be able to see again..."

Bai An'an still refused to believe Bai Xuerou would treat her this way. She deceived herself and then immersed herself in her memories again.

When drowsiness came again, Bai An'an eagerly entered a sleep state, but when her mind awakened once more, it was still pitch black.

"Ah... it's a lie..." Bai An'an no longer had her previous sharpness and whimpered pitifully.

"It's a lie! This must be a dream! I... I must not be awake yet!"

Bai An'an tried to comfort herself, repeatedly hypnotizing herself.

But after forcing herself to sleep several times with no change in the result, she finally broke down.

No one can endure loneliness and darkness, especially not a six-year-old girl.

"That's it! If I make Mom happy, won't she let me out?"

Bai An'an suddenly thought, and quickly set herself a goal: to call "Mom" a thousand times.

I'm trapped here because I made Mom unhappy. So if I can make Mom happy, I can get out, right?

Said and done—Bai An'an had already broken down. She was like a completely different person from the one who had insulted Bai Xuerou earlier, now speaking in a submissive tone.

"Mom, I was wrong..."

"Mom, I was wrong..."

"Mom, I was wrong... sob"

"Mom, I was wrong, please let me out..."