"If you move around this time, it'll really fall off."
"Move! Move!"
March 7th started fanning the flames from the side.
(Isn't this girl basically Elysia?) Eden's mouth twitched. "March, you're next."
--
"..."
Pellervy silently covered her nose with a tissue, stopping the sneeze before it came out.
"...I have a bad feeling about this."
"Like what?"
Natasha crossed her legs. Overall, she was fairly tolerant of little girls like Pellervy.
"...I can't explain it, but I somehow feel like I've 'lost.'"
Pellervy looked gloomy.
No one liked the feeling of defeat.
"The only thing you could lose at is femininity, right?"
Natasha thought about it. How else could someone in the household lose? It could only be in terms of being a woman. "But you... never really thought about winning in that regard, did you?"
"..."
That was true. Pellervy was one of the few who didn't make a fuss over her clothes... though it wasn't that she didn't want to. She simply never had the chance.
"...I'm already well aware that I'm lacking in femininity."
Pellervy turned her head away resentfully.
"It's not good to put yourself down."
Natasha looked over Pellervy's figure.
...Did Pellervy's chest seem quite a bit fuller than when they had first met?
"If you think you lack femininity, why not try wearing some nipple covers?"
"...Indecent."
--
"...Rita, are you sure Pellervy will like this gift?"
Liu Bai looked at the present Rita had prepared for him.
A rose-red lace bra...
What kind of adoptive father gave something like that to his adopted daughter?!
...Though it did feel like they were about to cross that line anyway.
"Haven't you noticed?"
Rita spoke with a smile. "Miss Pellervy's figure has been developing all along."
Rita took out a photograph.
It showed a white-haired,