"Phew."
Pastel walked listlessly.
As the moon peacefully floated in the sky, she looked like an office worker getting off work after working overtime. Since she was wearing a suit she didn't normally wear, there really wasn't much difference.
"That was so hard."
They were just dispersing to their Guest Rooms after attending the Briefing Session and finishing their discussions.
The friends, having completely returned to their private relationship after the public situation ended, walked together.
Melissa smiled softly.
"Banquets naturally consume a lot of stamina, especially if it's your first time. Arriving late and skipping the banquet to focus on the Briefing Session was a strategically good choice."
That was a Battle of Wills, though.
Pastel weakly waved her arms...
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