With their stomachs full, the three females went to the farthest room upstairs. Since it wasn't that long ago when they acquired a new body, the girls locked themselves in the room to adapt to their new selves. Michael just stayed in the living area, patiently waiting for them.
Even though the girls had their own private quarters, they decided to live together in the room furthest from the flight of wooden stairs. They made the bed there wide enough for four people to sleep and play rough comfortably.
The owner of the first room is Michael, followed by Lucy, then Uriel, and the room they are using was owned by Gabrielle. The purpose of Lucy's and Uriel's room was to store their own belongings.
"Your hair is so smooth and silky, Gabrielle." Uriel praised her, caressing her platinum locks. "I feel bad for having it break the line."
"How about leaving the hair drop as is it?" Lucy suggested.
"I see."
