Shami opened the door.
The black-haired girl hung her head, her small face hidden, but judging from her voice, it was presumably quite expressive.
"Well, um, after thinking about it, I decided to join too..."
The Magical Girl felt extreme embarrassment as she uttered these words.
To actually propose climbing into the Demon King's bed herself was completely unlike anything a holy Saintess should say.
However, now that the other three Demon Envoy girls had already climbed into bed, she was left sleeping alone in her own room—isn't that equivalent to actively surrendering the conquest of the Demon King?
Her room was right next to Shami's, and if late at night sounds of girls moaning echoed from next door, she would surely go crazy.
Therefore, joining in was a very necessary action!
The Magical Girl slightly lifted her face, the faint blush had already disappeared, leaving behind a determined expression.
Shami wasn't surprised, she slowly stepped aside.
