"Aaah, that was tiring!" Now that the problematic matter with the welcoming party of the inner academy was over, Layn had no qualms against slamming his body against the bed and stretching all his limbs at once.
"Tiring? I believe there are other words to describe what you did out there…" SHaking her head in disbelief, Irea gently sat on a nearby chair. With her legs closing together, her back perfectly straight and her hands cupped above her abdomen, even her sitting pose was oozing feminity.
"Huh? What kind of word would be more fitting to describe my actions back then?" Turning his head to the side, Layn looked at the girl. From the wrinkles around her eyes, the archmage could tell how tired she was despite not doing anything much at all.
