As the strongest witch in history, I somehow ended up being feared so much that I’m all alone. So, I figured I’d buy a cute girl slave and ask her for all kinds of things
The arrival of His Majesty the King went smoothly, and we were able to sell off all our merchandise without any issues.
And with that, we made quite a hefty profit.
“Hehehe, excellent work. I think we’ve made more than enough profit, wouldn’t you say?”
I was, if I do say so myself, the strongest in the world.
There wasn’t a single being who could defeat me, and because of that, everyone feared me.
That’s why I had no friends and was always alone—yes, that’s definitely the reason. It’s absolutely not because I’m socially awkward.
To fill the void of my loneliness, I decided to buy a cute girl slave as a friend… but—wait, isn’t she way too comfortable with me already!?
