"Please don't work with her anymore. I don't like her."
Ovior was astonished as he stared at his beloved. He couldn't understand what might have happened between them for her to dislike Zinnia so much. No matter how Zinnia acted toward men, she was fairly kind toward women, especially anyone weaker than her. Never in his life had he heard from any female magicians complaining about her.
However, his beloved whom he knew the kindest of them all badmouthed Zinnia. Not only that, but she also repeatedly emphasized that she didn't like her. She wanted him to promise not to work with her.
And why was it?
It was because she was dressing properly and the way she talked made Dorothy irritated.
"She doesn't dress properly…" he focused on that. "What do you mean?"
Dorothy's face flushed in embarrassment. "Did you not see how she dressed? It's so inappropriate!"
"Was it?" Ovior was in deep thought. He tried to recall what Zinnia was wearing.
