The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Moran was amused by the egg baby's sudden mischievous behavior, and she gently tapped the eggshell with her finger:

"What a naughty little rascal! Don't you dare bully Sen Tai!"

The baby egg lay there quietly, motionless, as if the egg that had just nimbly rolled around was not her at all.

Seeing this, Squeaky became very curious and eagerly stretched out her little paw, gently poking the other side of the eggshell with her fingertip.

"Gululu——"

The egg immediately repeated its trick, rolling around on the soft mat again, almost hitting the fence.

Squeak: "!!!" She stared wide-eyed at her own paws, then at the "innocent" egg, her face full of disbelief.

Then, her eyes darted around, and she looked at the quiet Kaba beside her, urging, "Kaba! You try! Just touch it gently!"

Kaba hesitated for a moment, but under the smiling gazes of Zhizhi and Moran, she slowly extended a smooth finger bone and gently touched the eggshell with almost no force.

"Gudong."

Without hesitation, the egg rolled again, this time in a small circle.

"..."

Moran chuckled, rubbing her forehead.

She opened her communication bracelet, switched to the "Witch's House" group chat, and with a tap of her finger, shared the amusing story of Egg Baby's series of rolls, teasing Moss, Squeak, and Snap, her tone filled with a bittersweet mix of amusement and exasperation.

[Molan: Just wanted to report that my little one has been restless since birth. It rolls over at the slightest touch, and then does a spectacular somersault, scaring even the moss away. [Facepalm]]

The message immediately drew enthusiastic responses from friends.

[Washida: Hahaha! What a mischievous little one! Not even hatched yet, and already trying to amuse! Looks like she'll be lively and active; she'll definitely be a restless creature in the future!]

[Sylph: Behavioral patterns during the egg-baby stage can indeed reflect innate personality to some extent. Moran, your future days are sure to be very, very 'lively'. [Smirk]]

[Lilith: Oh my god! You guys still have time to laugh! Help me! My little one won't stay on the mat and keeps rolling towards the rose bushes. Now she's stuck in the gap in the railing of the treetop platform.]

[Washida: Looks like ours is the most 'well-behaved' so far? At least she's still hanging obediently in the tree... Wait, no! She moved! She started swaying!]

……

[Washida: It's down! My egg baby has finally come down from the tree! [Picture]]

The photo was taken in her front yard.

The baby egg lay peacefully on the soft mat that had been prepared beforehand, looking perfectly normal.

But centered on the egg baby, the lawn beneath her... presents concentric circles of evenly deep oval-shaped grooves!

The grass blades along the edge of the groove lay neatly flat, and the soil was slightly turned up, as if it had been repeatedly crushed by a heavy, round object.

Moran: ...What happened to your yard? This groove...

[Sylph: It looks like it rolled out of an egg.]

【Vashida: [Frustrated] That's how she rolled out!!! Thank goodness I reinforced the fence! After she fell from the tree, she just wouldn't stop! Like a spinning top under a perpetual motion spell, she was spinning wildly in my yard! I tried to stop her with magic, but she would actually turn, accelerate, and even briefly bounce to avoid me! She rolled for a good ten minutes, practically plowing up my front lawn, and finally stopped, probably because she was tired! I almost thought she was going to crash through the fence and roll all the way into the woods!】 The group chat was immediately flooded with "hahahahaha," and even Lilith, who had just been worrying about her egg baby, couldn't help but join in the laughter.

The four newly appointed witch mothers were enthusiastically exchanging ideas in the "Witch's House" group, sharing the bizarre "feats" of their respective egg babies, finding it both funny and full of anticipation.

It usually takes a considerable amount of time for the baby eggs to gather strength, complete their final internal adjustments, and finally hatch.

During this period, the little ones' personalities began to emerge.

Tessa, the little girl from the Vasita family, is clearly an energetic and skilled plower.

She will never stop unless she is extremely tired; her favorite thing to do is to spin around and roll at high speed.

Initially, they painstakingly "plowed" circular furrows into the smooth green lawn in the front yard.

After repairing the lawn several times, Vasita finally came to terms with reality.

It's futile to argue with a restless baby egg.

She simply waved her hand and transformed most of the front yard into a soft, thick, and unobstructed area of ​​golden sand.

"Alright, baby, you can do whatever you want here from now on, go ahead and cause trouble!"

Little Tessa seems very happy with her own "sandbox," drawing all sorts of intricate circles and wavy lines in the sand every day. Occasionally, she even tries to "bounc" over the small dunes, having a great time.

Dorella of the Lilith family can't live without flowers.

Her initial obsession was a sea of ​​roses, and as long as she wasn't "controlled," she would steadfastly roll toward that sea of ​​flowers.

After Lilith led her into the sea of ​​flowers, she immediately calmed down.

Fortunately, she wasn't fixated on roses. In desperation, Lilith gave her home a "floral makeover".

She created several vertical flower walls inside the hollow tree, arranged mobile flower boxes on the platform at the top of the tree, and even used magic to maintain a ring of miniature flowers that would never wither around the cushion where Dorella often stayed.

From then on, Dorella finally settled down, and as long as she was surrounded by flowers, she was the quietest egg.

Evelyn of the Sylph family is a model student in the world of egg babies.

She lay quietly on the wooden stump every day, being carried around by the stump, and never rolled off the cushion or the stump on her own initiative.

In contrast, Sylvia from the Moran family is a seemingly unassuming but actually clever little devil with a very strong sense of curiosity.

On the surface, she was very "quiet." When someone, Moran, looked at her, she was like the most standard egg baby model, lying obediently in the center of the cushion, without moving an inch, conveying the message that she was well-behaved and harmless: "I'm fine, I'm okay."

However, as soon as Moran looked away for even a moment, Sylvia would immediately reveal her true colors!
In no time, it rolled off the cushion and curiously rolled around everywhere.

After being caught by Moran, she immediately returned to her "still" state.

However, no matter how far she ran, she wouldn't leave the yard, as if she knew where was the safest place for her.

After she had explored the entire wooden house and courtyard, inside and out, and satisfied her curiosity, she was no longer content with a simple "safe escape." (End of Chapter)