Vincents swaggered from the inn with a smile on his face. He spent three days of bliss, forgetting all about the world with his two cute women. Felia, to his right now, wearing a black eastern kimono lent to her by Silvari, who walked beside him with soft blue flesh pressing against his left arm.
Her face seemed filled with charm and delight. A sense of confidence and self-love was present in her complexion. She stroked along his forearm with her sharp blue nails, with her fluffy blue hair in a ponytail resting upon his broad shoulder.
'I love you, husband ~ Let's do this again after you treat the other girls well.' Silvari thought her link with him was smooth, as it felt like she was speaking regularly.
'Ah, I will. How about we try another place next time with an eastern menu?'
