Chapter 14: Me too?
Lor sat on a desk, his black hair falling over his hazel eyes, he was relaxed as he faced Eva.
Her dark blue hair with pink streaks was tied with her large blue bow, her tight uniform clinging to her curvy figure—full chest, plump hips, thighs that strained her short skirt.
Her green eyes sparkled with anticipation, her confidence palpable as she stood ready for the Guiding Light.
Lor closed his eyes and the coin hovered between them, its gleam a facade for his subtle magic, his grin hiding the thrill of multiple eyes watching from the shadows.
"What guidance do you seek?" Lor intoned, his tone deep.
Eva's voice was firm, her confidence clear. "I want to improve my spell-casting. For the inter-class tournament. My wood magic's decent, but I need precision to stand out."
Lor nodded slightly, his eyes still closed, the coin steady in the air.
"The Guiding Light demands a price," he said, pausing for effect. "You must twerk for five minutes... in your underwear."
A sharp gasp broke the silence.
Lor opened his eyes, letting the coin drop with a soft clink onto the desk, snapping out of his feigned trance with a practiced flourish.
Eva stood before him, her tight uniform hugging her curvy figure—full chest, plump hips, thighs straining her short skirt.