Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 152 Emma and Wednesday's Night Talk

night.

Although it was still early, for the witch academy which lacked any entertainment activities, at this point, every student had returned to their dormitories, washed up and prepared to rest.

In a dormitory on the top floor, Wednesday, who was leaning on the bed reading a novel, heard the sound of humming in the room. He turned his head in annoyance and said coldly: "Can you lower your voice a little? You're disturbing me!"

Hearing this, Emma just shrugged lightly, took off her headphones, and then jumped in front of Wednesday like a little deer and asked curiously, "What novel are you reading?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Wednesday closed the book and asked coldly.

Emma glanced at the cover of "Sanctuary; or, Alonso and Melissa".
This book title is too difficult to pronounce.

She turned to look at Wednesday's slightly unhappy face. She didn't know what she was thinking of, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You are so mean to me, are you jealous?"

"Jealous?"

Wednesday looked confused, "Why are you jealous? I haven't always treated you like this."

"Of course it's me and Madison. She's been like a little follower these days, busying around by my side. She follows me wherever I go. She's more like a maid or nanny than Megan at home."

Emma came up to Wednesday and continued with a suppressed smile, "You must be jealous of my relationship with her, and you forgot about your good friend."

"Shut up! I'm not your friend!"

Wednesday turned his head and said in the same cold tone, "We are just ordinary roommates, and my father also warned me to keep my distance from you, so don't try to play tricks on me."

"Puch."

Looking at Wednesday's arrogant look, Emma couldn't help laughing. She took off her slippers and climbed onto Wednesday's bed.

"You...you, get off here."

"Don't be so stingy, we are roommates."

"I'm just stingy. I don't know you well."

"Then why do you wait for me every morning when you go out?"

"That's because I pity you."

"Tsk, why are your feet so cold?"

Emma ignored Wednesday's cold resistance and forced herself under her covers.

She then rubbed her head against Wednesday's arm in a naughty manner and said seriously: "Don't worry that Madison will take me away. You are my only best friend."

"Hmph, hypocrisy." Wednesday snorted coldly, "Look at the clothes in your closet. You're dressed like an exhibitionist. You've been assimilated by that woman."

"I bought them out of boredom. I don't have to pay for them anyway."

Emma said as a matter of course: "And when my uncle called, he also told me to make more friends in the college."

"Can that Madison be considered a friend?" Wednesday rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "She's just a dirty bitch with a sex addiction. If your uncle knew you were friends with someone like that, he would come to Boston and beat you up!"

Emma touched the spot on her cheek where Rango's palm print seemed to remain, and retorted unyieldingly: "You're not much better. When we first met, you had a cold face every day. Look at you now, rolling your eyes and swearing. Your previous coldness was all fake, so hypocritical!"

"I was influenced by you!" Wednesday said hastily, "Those girls in the academy always swear. This school is totally different from what I imagined before I came here. And you still have the nerve to say that I have changed, but you have changed too!"

She glared at Emma and retorted, "You used to wear a hypocritical smile to everyone you met. You looked harmless, but you were always doing bad things behind my back. You also have mysophobia and don't allow others to touch you. But now, you've climbed into my bed!"

"That's because you are my best friend! My uncle often sleeps in the same bed with Teddy."

Emma wanted to continue talking, but as she spoke she felt something was wrong. She had indeed changed a lot in the past few days compared to the past. Although she still couldn't stand others being better than herself, some of her small habits had really changed.

For example, those smiles that she once deliberately pretended to have hadn't appeared on her face for a long time.

"Well, no matter how much I change, it won't be as great as you, huh."

Emma finally just mumbled something before hugging Wednesday tightly and burying her head in the pillow, ready to fall asleep.

Seeing her sticky look, Wednesday couldn't help but raise his hand and prepared to use his mind to push Emma back to his bed, but as soon as he raised his hand, he put it down in a bad mood.

Listening to Emma's coquettish humming, Wednesday pinched her cheek heavily and reminded her, "You should be alert to Madison. Although that woman looks impulsive and brainless, she is very treacherous and insidious. She might be up to something again."

Emma opened her eyes and retorted, "Maybe she's just trying to curry favor with me because she thinks I'll be the next Supreme Witch?"

"Oh, the Supreme Witch is not such a great title." Wednesday curled his lips in disdain. "Anyway, I've already told you that if she kills you, it won't be my business. Don't expect me to help you."

"Okay, I see. You're so noisy. Can you please stop talking?"

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Wednesday wordlessly pushed Emma aside and turned over, trying to adapt to sleeping in the same bed like never before.

This was her first time sleeping in the same bed with someone else, and it didn't seem that uncomfortable.

Not long after, just when they were about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door, and Madison's signature shrill voice pierced through the door.

Wednesday closed his eyes and said calmly, "Your little follower is here to see you again."

Emma opened her eyes speechlessly, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes, "How annoying."

She got out of bed, tidied her clothes, and opened the door.

"Hi, girl~"

As the door opened, Madison came into view in a revealing outfit. Although it was late at night, she was dressed up to the utmost in a low-cut tight skirt paired with fishnet stockings and high heels, looking extremely coquettish.

She greeted Emma familiarly, then lowered her head and blinked her long false eyelashes, whispering, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to attend an adult party? There just so happens to be a young rich man holding a late-night party nearby, and I've arranged it for you."

"Now?" Emma frowned reluctantly.

"Of course, since it's a late-night party, the time is of course evening." Madison urged: "Hurry up and change into the clothes we bought together before, let's go out and indulge ourselves!"

Emma looked at Madison deeply, as if she was weighing something, and finally nodded slightly, turning and walking towards the closet.

Madison behind her first glanced calmly at Wednesday who was lying on the other bed with her back to her. When she saw that she did not try to stop her from ruining her plans, she raised her hand and looked at her watch.

The expression on her face showed impatience. It was almost time, she would be able to take care of this little bitch!

(End of this chapter)