As night descended, the Luminous Royal Academy was enveloped in a quiet atmosphere. In Aya's apartment living room, a green-haired girl sat on the sofa, her emotions complex as she gazed out at the tranquil night view.
Pipi, who had recently suffered the distant strike of the infamous weapon, lay listlessly on Aya's lap, as drained as if he had been pummeled by a hundred muscular men. He whined pitifully.
"Waaaah, it hurts, it hurts so much ╥﹏╥"
With his angelic appearance and sexy, cute outfit, combined with moans that could provoke wild thoughts, Pipi radiated a fatal allure. Normally, it would be hard to associate such a delicate purple-haired maid with the notorious Sword Demon.
But even Aya, who had known Pipi for years, didn't entertain such thoughts.
Shifting her gaze from the window back to Pipi, Aya sighed deeply. She felt a surreal, dream-like emptiness inside.
