"'Screw you, Mr. Chairman!

　A shuddering rage echoes through the bedroom as Torrie's voice starts.

　Then, a blank white pillow, which must be lightly over thirty, strikes down on Torrie.

　Torrie seems to have gotten away with it by quickly cocooning herself under the covers in front of the pillows that flew all at once.

　Most of the pillows either bump into each other or hit the futon and fall to the floor.

''Tch!　He's a fast hider.

　Maybe it's because the first blow didn't sink in, but you can hear the tongue lashing from everywhere.

　I'm sure he's frustrated with his boss at work for being a pain in the ass. I know how it feels because I was also mistreated in a past life.

"Alfried-sama, go to hell!

　As I was thinking about that for a moment, I was thrown a pillow at the same time by Irvine and Malt on either side of me.

　I had already read it, and I ducked it by rolling forward.

　Maybe it's thanks to the bedding that's spread all over the floor, but I don't even hesitate to jump in.

　Well, it's a skill that's essential for training with Elinora's sister, so even without the futon, I can still be able to pass the buck. If I can't do it, I'll get hit.

'd*mn it!　You're so smart.

So you don't trust us as your bodyguards?

　How can you spout such blanket words after the current attack?

''There's no way you two can trust each other in a situation like this. It's just payback for the time my foot went numb earlier anyway, right?

If you know what I mean, you'll be ready, won't you?

Let's see if we can't get even.　C'mon!

　I retrieve the pillow that Irvine and Malt threw at me, and they throw a pillow at me.

　I try to duck it with my steps, but I'm interrupted when a flowing pillow flies from the side - I activate a psychic and subtly deflect it and offset it by bumping it with the pillow thrown at me by the two of them.

''Tch!　The drifting pillow saved your life!　You're a lucky guy.

I've still got some pillows and I'll get you a new one.

　Maybe it's because it was really a tiny amount of magic, but the two of them don't seem to realize that it was caused by magic. Can you get away with this much while fooling around?

"Where is the Chairman of the Board hidden?

"I don't know. You haven't shown your face once since you first crawled under the covers.

"Thoroughly search the swollen comforter and beat the crap out of it!

　I heard such a noisy voice, and pillows were constantly flying right beside me.

　There's no way a child can survive on a battlefield with more than eighty pillows flying around without using magic, so I'm going to use more and more magic.

The only thing that matters is the fact that you're able to use it.　If you head to the center, the flowing pillows will fly up and hit you, okay?

Yeah, come over here. It's not safe. Just come closer to us so we can keep you safe, okay?

　The two of them approach with a bad guy smile on their faces.

　This time they are planning to hit you from close range so that you don't miss your pillow.

　However, if you retreat, you will be kicked away by the flying pillows and running adults. It's quite dangerous.

　Do I intercept the pillows with a psychic? The moment I thought that, I noticed the futon that the two feet were stepping on.

　

''Eat it!''

　Thinking that, I throw the pillow I picked up and the pillow in my hand to Irvine and Malt, respectively.

'Haha, I'm not afraid of a pillow thrown by a kid!

Now there are no more pillows!

　Irvine and Malt smiling high and knocking off my pillow.

　As the other guy zinged closer and closer, I used a psychic to pull out the bedding they were stomping on in one go.

''Dwahaha!''

Wow!

　The bedding that was their scaffolding slid out, causing them to flip over and slam their bodies into the floor.

　Irvine was like an upturned bug with his feet pointed at the ceiling again. 'Gross.

'Haha!　Suck it up, both of you!

　I point to the two overturned men and laugh loudly.

　That's what happens when you neglect your feet.

'd*mn it!　You've used your magic!

Not fair!

　The two of them are peevishly screaming at each other with their hips hitting hard, but I don't care.

'Tory didn't say you shouldn't use magic or anything. On the battlefield, it's the ones who can think flexibly that survive!

f*ck you!　Guboha?

　Irvine, his expression tinted with anger, tried to get up, but was sunk by a pillow that flew in from the side.

'Irvine!

'Hey, there's a guy sitting right here!　Hit me!

Hey!

　Malt, worried about Irvine, was surrounded by employees of the Chamber of Commerce. And in no time at all, he was sacked with pillows.

　If you're sitting there with no pillows or bedding ready, you're going to be targeted.

　The sound of boss bosses and pillows being slammed against your body can be heard.

'Hey, hey!　Ouch!　You just hit me without a pillow!

Cover the futon and the pillow and you're safe.

　Oh, I don't want to be.

　With that in mind, I sneak away from the surrounding malt.

　I cover my small body completely with a blanket and move toward the edge, careful not to get stepped on or kicked.

　In the meantime, a pillow flew at him five times, but he avoided it by subtly deflecting it with a psychic.

　If this were an actual war, does that mean I'd be dead five times from stray bullets? Terrifying.

''Da-ha-ha!　That's it!

　Near the center, Roomba was shouting happily and throwing pillows at them with a thump.

'D'oh!'

"Uggh!

　The pillows thrown from Rumba's stiff arms hit the members of the Chamber of Commerce one after another and rolled over the futon.

　It's a power that doesn't look like it was just a pillow that hit you. If you eat it up close, you'll be knocked down in one hit.

"d*mn!　'Stop the Roomba!'

"We outnumber them!

　The members of the Chamber of Commerce formed a clique and threw pillows at Lumumba.

'Gahahahahaha!　It doesn't work, it doesn't work!

　But Rumba didn't seem to freak out and was throwing pillows back at his opponent, taking pillows to his face and body. Every time Rumba waved his arms, one or two people would fall down.

　I can't imagine beating that one.

''Heavy troops!　Compacted form!　Step forward and set up your shields!'

''Ha!''

　A voice that made my spine tingle resounded, and the men densely packed together with their bedding.

''........Would you normally take a formation with a pillow thrower?''

　And even though he was a merchant in the habit of being a merchant, his skill level was unusually high and he was moving without waste.

''........Günther-san is a former troop leader of the kingdom knights, you know.

　As I muttered something like that, a guy with a distinctive voice emerged from the futon at my feet.

'Meet here--'

You're not going to tell everyone?

　I was about to point my finger and shout out, when Tory held my mouth.

　You have a habit of tipping off the maids in the mansion until now, but you have the nerve to beg for your life when you're in your position.

　For now, do you want to say nothing here and snitch later?

　When I silently shake my face, Tori looks relieved and lets go of my hand.

'Huh?　There's something in front of you with a shield. ...let's smash it up.

　Seeing Roomba smiling fearlessly, the one holding up the shield reacts with a jolt.

''Don't be afraid!　Trust the heavies and we'll be ready!

''Ha!''

　The former head of the kingdom's knight squad, Günter, raises the order and the people in the rear guard all hold up pillows at the same time.

"Pillow thrower!

　With the voice of the unit commander, pillows were thrown from the rear guard. Those pillows were rotated one by one, perhaps to increase the power of the pillows. There is not a single pillow that rotates in a haphazard manner.

''Whoa!''

　Countless pillows attacked Roomba at once, and Roomba's figure was buried in the pillows, making it impossible to see him.

　Still, the merchants did not stop throwing.

　They continue to throw pillows at Loomba.

　I'm dealing with a monster like that. Is that too much?　I think that's enough to make me think.

　Eventually, the pillows they had secured ran out, and the throwing of the merchants ends.

''.........Haa, haa, did you do it?''

　The troop leader mutters such a death flag while out of breath. The only thing you see out of the corner of your eye is a pile of white pillows.

　No! You can't say that!

"Guvohaa!

　The moment I sobbed in my mind, one of the men who was holding the shield blasted away.

''Titus!''

　As everyone turned around jerkily, one or two of those with shields at the ready flew away.

　Looking in the direction the pillows were flying, I saw the figure of Roomba emerging from the pile of pillows.

'Haha, that worked a bit earlier. You're putting a rotation on the pillow to increase its power? ..........Yup!

　Saying that, Roomba grabbed the pillow randomly and threw it at him.

''Hee!''

　It combined a rotation and speed that was incomparable to the previous one, and it blew away the one who hurriedly raised his shield with his shield.

''Bah, that's ridiculous!　'My shields don't work?'

"Hi!

"Don't panic!　Two shields on top of each other!　'Use the mattress!'

　Narugodo, if you stack two bedding sheets on top of each other, you'll get quite a bit of thickness. Then it might be able to barely withstand the attack of the Roomba. But the mobility is reduced, and if they come close to you and hit you, that's the end of it.

"Captain Günther!　I don't have any more pillows!'

"...what the hell?

　I threw a bunch of projectiles at the Roomba earlier. So a lot of pillows are now at the Roomba's feet.

　This is the scary thing about the pillow throwing. If you carelessly throw your own pillow, your opponent will take it away from you and you'll have a painful counterattack.

　Normally, you should have been able to finish him off with the round of attacks you just made.

''Heh heh, now it's my turn to throw it back.

　At this rate, a hardball like the one just now will be flying at least forty more rounds. It's the turn of the rumba all the way.

　The merchants also understand this, and they have a frightened look on their faces.

　I'm not sure if they've noticed the pillow underneath the Roomba or not, but a man is sneaking up on it from behind.

''Gugiyu!

　but was crushed like a frog by a throw that let the rumba's wrist snap.

　A gurgling and raw spitting sound could be heard from somewhere.

　I wouldn't be able to tell them to go pick up a pillow with that one....

　Even if I wanted to challenge a large group of people to a pillow slap, it would be a fool's errand. Even the large Günther is not suitable for the monstrous power of the Lumumba.

　While everyone was frightened and holding up their shields, I heard a flurry of footsteps from the corridor.

''The landlady is here!　Pretend you're asleep!

　One man rushes in through the door. Apparently he's the one on guard.

'Thank God!'

Pretend you're asleep. Scatter the pillows.

Tsk, that's the best part.

　Everyone instantly goes under the covers, squealing with joy.

　What a brilliant move. No one leans back.

　Then Roomba throws a pillow around, clicking his tongue. Each member of the chamber of commerce catches the pillows, or passes them to someone nearby and puts them under their heads.

　It would be suspicious if a large number of pillows were gathered in one place. It can't be helped.

　Me and Tory were down on the edge from the beginning, so I pretend to be asleep without panicking. I think I'm good at pretending to be asleep, but I'm not sure if it's because my sister Elinora always sees through me. Will it be okay?

　As I was sleeping with that in mind, soon there was not a single sound of clothing rubbing from the large bedroom.

　The room went completely dark, as if someone had turned off the lighting witchcraft. The hustle and bustle of earlier seemed to be a lie.

　Then, after waiting for a while with dim eyesight, I heard faint footsteps coming from the corridor.

　The footsteps must be the landlady.

　The tension of not being spotted makes my heart beat faster. It's kind of fun.

　And then the entrance to the large bedroom opens slowly, and the landlady's face with a suspicious expression appears out of the corner of her eye.

''........Huh?　You're sleeping peacefully, aren't you?　I heard an awesome sound earlier.

　Well, if there are so many men running around and rolling around, it will echo downstairs.

　The landlady looks around the inside of the bedroom, tilting her head slightly.

　The men in the bedroom are snoring and tossing and turning and pretending to be like that indeed. A few bedding disruptions and an unnatural number of bedding can be noticed, but it's not hard to imagine that they pulled out the extra bedding in order to make use of the spacious room.

''........Hee!　Mr. Irvine!

　I hear a short scream from the landlady at the entrance.

　It seems that she has noticed Irvine and the other war dead who are lying near the entrance.

''I wonder if they're asleep?''

　They are the ones who have been knocked out by the pillow fight. Even the landlady can't see them because they're faking sleep, or rather fainting.

...Is it my imagination?

　The landlady said and quietly walked out of the bedroom.

　Then the sound of footsteps faded away, and when they could no longer be heard, the conscious ones swallowed and raised their upper bodies.