It had been two years since she first manifested her powers. I felt bad for lying, but I had to convince her that it was just the fruits of her imagination, convincing her at the time that I couldn't see anything she was doing.

  I dislike having to be this harsh with Li and making it sound like she had gone insane. However, I want to protect her, I want her to live a long life.

  To be fair, I should probably stop doing stuff like making her able to speak like animals as well if I really want to convince her magic isn't real.

  I looked at the four moles on her face, reminiscing about the time she got scratched by a stray cat she wanted to pet. From my perspective, it was better to do this than to just easily trust animals to be forgiving to her. Well, it also caused its own issues...

  "Mom, am I weird?"

  I knew where this was going. She probably talked to some animal like it was normal and got weird looks.

  As she was comfortably sitting on my p, I stroked her hair gently.

  With the odd number of moles on her face and the same stunning jade eyes, she resembles her father quite a bit. I suppose she took the eccentricity she demonstrated sometimes after me.

  "They said something at school again, didn't they? Don't let it get to you, Li. Humans are inherently scared by what they can't understand."

  Ah, crap! In an effort to reassure her, I blurted out something I shouldn't.

  "Humans?"

  "Yeah... "we" are like that, you know."

  "Hm?"

  I could tell she was onto me, even though she was this young, she was really smart for her age. She's my daughter, after all.

  "You're saying weird stuff again, Mom..."

  I didn't want to bring up the elephant in the room, but I deemed it was necessary at this point. I mean, those kids deserve a good scolding for making fun of my daughter, but what is she wearing?

  "Li... What did I say about going to school wearing that costume?"

  It seems like the idea of being a witch is rooted into her being down to the core, she is literally wearing a witch costume over her school clothes after all. It wasn't the first time she did that. She's also obsessed with some show featuring little girls that transform into witches. I didn't know humans were obsessed with us that much.

  Sooner or ter, she'll come to find out the truth. I know I can't hide from her indefinitely, but I'll do it for as long as I can.

  This is for her own sake...

  ...

  "But Mom, it's so cool! Don't you think so too? I bet if witches existed, they would wear this too!"

  Hell no! I'm not wearing that. It's so... me? Those humans and their warped perception of us, what are they putting in her head? Next thing you know, she's going to start thinking we really say "Hocus Pocus" or something. We wear normal clothes like them in the first pce.

  ...

  Seeing her act like this, I'm starting to reflect a little bit on my youth. Didn't I do something simir reting to human media? Well, I'd rather not think about it.

  Unfortunately, her powers completely manifested 6 years ter. I had to teach her how to manage them at this point, otherwise she would have kept opening portals unknowingly. By not teaching and educating her, I'm putting people at risks.