Best Friends

Night gradually deepened.

In the southern region of the Fosaka Kingdom, at a manor in a town several hundred kilometers from the royal capital, Darcyval.

A wheat-skinned noble young lady sat in the villa's hall reading a book, but her attention was clearly not on its pages. She kept turning to look outside.

Before long.

The rumble of carriage wheels rolling over the gravel path sounded from outside, accompanied by the crisp jingle of bells.

Jingle.

The noble young lady's face lit up. She hurriedly flung the book in her hand onto the sofa, then rose to her feet and ran outside, lifting her skirts.

The moment she stepped out, she saw a black-haired woman around her age getting down from the carriage with armfuls of luggage. The accompanying butler and coachman were helping carry her things.

"Senani!" the noble young lady called excitedly, waving constantly. "You finally came back to the country!"

As the woman approached, she smiled at the noble young lady waiting at the door and quickly embraced her.

"Shafra, long time no see!"

"Yes, it's been three or four years, hasn't it..."

Shafra sighed wistfully.

The two parted from their embrace but remained arm in arm, clearly sharing a very close bond.

"To be precise, four years and two months."

Senani smiled.

"It's been so long since we last met, and you look so much more mature..." Shafra shook her head, then lowered her voice and leaned close to her best friend's ear teasingly. "I remember that before you left, your breasts weren't this big."

Senani froze for a moment, then could not help laughing. She shot the noble young lady a look and teased back, "You're still exactly the same as before. Not changed at all."

The double meaning referred both to Shafra's personality and