Chansey looked very nervous after someone saw her fresh out of the bath, and only came back out after wrapping herself in a bath towel.
"You... aren't you normally just a pink ball? You don't wear clothes anyway."
Chansey twisted her body, insisting that it still wasn't okay.
"Sir."
A voice like an opera singer's drifted over as Florges slowly approached.
"Madam, thank you for your hard work today, too."
"How could I call it hard work? This is something I'm passionate about. I can earn money from it, and there aren't any competitors. It isn't as mentally taxing as racing..."
Halfway through, Florges narrowed her eyes slightly, fixing her gaze on the somewhat misshapen shirt pocket on Shen Qi's chest.
Shen Qi felt guilty inside, but remained perfectly composed as he answered, "It snagged on a branch when I went out earlier. It isn't torn. I can still wear it."
"Sir, that branch that snagged you... must have been quite charming."
"Huh? What? I didn't look closely. Maybe it was some kind of flowering tree, which is why you find it charming."
"Sir."
Florges gracefully approached him. "Many people praise me as noble and elegant. You see me that way too, don't you, sir?"
"Y-yes... you have the bearing of a royal noble, madam."
"But..." Florges smoothed the wrinkles around his shirt pocket with her slender, pure-white fingers. "I'm a fairy, you know. How could I fail to sense this little succubus's tricks...?"
Florges, a Fairy type.
Her appearance made people think she ought to be a Grass-type or a Grass/Fairy type, but she was actually a pure Fairy type.
"I'm going back to my room!"
Shen Qi fled to his room in a panic, startling Lilligant, who had been quietly reading a comic on the bed. Her clear