117. I didn't expect you to be that kind of sister.

"She's lying, you know, she's actually a bit reluctant."

Atop Dorothy's head, the Wondrous Hat Senior Sister extended a tentacle and pointed at the Angel Witch, mercilessly exposing the Student Council President's finely honed acting skills.

As for Dorothy, the homebody witch, she was utterly puzzled. She carefully observed her angelic roommate's welcoming smile, wondering if senior Fanny was perhaps mistaken.

It couldn't be, she thought. Sophia wasn't the type to be so petty.

At least, that was Dorothy's impression from their interactions over the past few days.

Above her, the Hat Senior Sister, invisible to others, formed a starry sky that made a face with a hand over its mouth, smiling yet silent.

This left Dorothy feeling a bit awkward, since she considered Fanny's stature and abilities and suspected her judgment couldn't be wrong.

So Sophia's acting is that good, huh?

Dorothy was flabbergasted as she watched the Angel Witch, who appeared warm and flawless on the surface.