Twenty minutes later, Siris La Ses stepped onto the stage from behind the curtain, which was still drawn.
The lights focused through lenses above the stage still shone down here. When the Blonde Young Lady stepped up, she even found it somewhat hot. With a smile on her lips, she looked up and saw the Blonde Witch sitting alone on the silk cloth, supporting herself with her left hand while reaching behind her with her right, trying to fasten that tight upper garment.
The witch's beautiful blonde hair looked even more captivating beneath the stage lights. Her already fair skin now displayed an oddly alluring flush under their glow.
"I sent Shade away, and I gave him the Black Time Key extracted from the earth as well. I thought you would have asked him to stay tonight."
As she spoke, Siris knelt on one knee behind her and reached out to help fasten the garment that was tightly constricting her chest. The young girl watched the sweat trickling down her neck and lightly sniffed at some strange scent.
The witch's face was slightly red.
"I still had some reservations. After all, no witch has ever done something like that. What happened tonight was already outrageous enough."
"Yes, yes. What happened in those twenty minutes just now was something no witch has ever done."
Siris repeated.
"Of course not. At least someone did it on Saturday."
Miss Benanis immediately retorted, then instantly blushed. Fortunately, her back was turned to Siris.
The young girl narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Please take a deep breath. When you made this outfit, you only considered using the special fibers invented by Miss Sylvia to attach the beads, so they would sway more beautifully while dancing. Did you not consider whether this outfit actually suited your figure?"