Madeline was truly exhausted at this moment. She now felt that anyone who wanted to be the club president could go ahead and take the position; she definitely didn't want it anymore. It was just too hard to lead, truly impossible.
"Can't you guys put up a bit of a fight? We finally have the chance to be guided by an expert, can't you perform a little better? Weren't you doing well just a moment ago? How did you regress in just a few minutes?"
Watching her past efforts in training order and discipline now being destroyed by a single meal, the Succubus Witch had nothing left to say.
Tired, no longer in love, let it be whatever it will be.
Madeline really wanted to say that, but as a witch whose Martial Soul was that of a Paladin, her sense of responsibility obviously didn't allow her to just quit. She turned around intending to explain a couple of things to Euphilia, hoping to salvage the situation somewhat.
