"Hey, Erza. It's me. I am on the ground floor. Can you ask th- oh! You are coming yourself? Thanks. I'll wait."
Everyone looked at me with fear. I am pretty sure some of them have even called the police on me, too. Now that I think about it, I wonder who will come first? The police or Erza-
"Michael!!!!" A really beautiful, matured woman in her late 20s came running at me as her breasts bounced left and right. For the professionalism, her look and dress were showing, her behavior completely tarnished that.
Her gray eyes, that matched those shoulder length gray hairs of hers, showed a bit of her charm. Wearing two star-shaped stud earrings, she looked really enchanting, to be honest. She wore a blue one piece that covered most of her body, tightly. A touch of professionalism by the coat she wore over her tight dress.
