Ellen: So

Yes, the pitiful woman before them was called Ellen.

After inexplicably eating hot-and-cold United Kingdom cuisine that had wrecked her stomach, she had failed to gain any advantage in the pillow fight either. A blue-haired girl kept throwing pillows at her no matter what, and seeing how enthusiastic she was, Princess followed suit. Then the three devilish women took turns attacking her, even smiling as they greeted her and asked whether she had had a good evening.

Without those three, everything would have been fine!

Unfortunately, she was the competitive sort. If she could not claim victory, she would never let it go.

Fine, fine. I'll remember your name, Shiori Itsuka—the ordinary human beside Princess.

Her blonde hair had become a complete mess from the pillow fight and the sleep that followed. There were still faint tears at the corners of her eyes—tears she had forced back when a pillow hit her on the bridge of her nose during that humiliating fight. They were definitely not because she felt wronged or anything else.

After being pelted unconscious from sheer exhaustion, everyone naturally assumed she was asleep and covered her with a blanket.

She was the strongest wizard in the world, yet today she had suffered so many defeats—such humiliation—

Fine. She was too tired.

The world's strongest wizard wore an incomparably peaceful sleeping expression atop the blanket, her body curled up like a baby's.

A peaceful sleep was practically the most reassuring and relaxing thing she had after such an exhausting day. Hopefully, there would be no horrifying trio of lunatics in her dreams.

However, that peace apparently would not last long.

"Ring-ring-ring-ring—"

Then the communicator woke her up. Ellen nearly crushed it, but she held herself back.

"What is it?" Ellen gritted out, in no mood to be polite.