"So you've returned, not bad at all."
Just as everyone appeared in the room and was catching their breath, a voice chimed in from the side.
Dorothy turned her head at the sound and saw the petite little witch sitting on the sofa, seemingly waiting for a long time.
This is Wendy's sister, Miss Baalzebub.
The petite "big" witch looked at everyone in surprise, somewhat unexpected.
Seeing her reaction, the homebody witch was momentarily stunned, then suddenly aware, and finally let out a cold laugh.
"Haha, your conspiracy failed, is it quite a surprise?"
She said so.
Of course, this was just an act.
After all, she had long known that the mutated haunted house game earlier wasn't as the Demon Princess had said, a conspiracy of power struggle among the Devil King's children, but merely a prank by Lord Demon King, and Miss Baalzebub was obviously taking the fall for her Mother Superior.
