Chapter 8 - 08 Glamoria... please
A brown-haired(wig) girl at her 15 letting out a frozen breath from her petite lips from the third floor balcony of an eastern styled building.
Her eyes followed the figures of the pair of man and woman in black clothes walked away from the building and merged with the still bustling snowy afternoon town scape of the Capital.
"You surely is take your time with that Mister Lippolas, Fylio. What, did you already lose your virginity, not just lips?"
A seductive adult voice called for her from her behind.
The girl, Fylio pouted when she looked at the woman walked toward her with playful smile, her senior.
"There's no way I would lose my virginity! Isn't I already said it earlier, I work here just until I found my relative and getting some money to live for a while. Kissing is okay, but further is a big No!"
"Ehh... But sex is so good~."
The smiled and pat Fylio's head.
"W-who care!?"
Fylio, on the other hand, is blushed in embarrassment and distanced herself from the woman like a stray cat.
Meanwhile.