Despite their awkward moment in the room. It seemed his sister wanted to maintain their current status quo for now. Rather, Sigurd seemed to have changed the most. Although Asura enjoyed a long meal with them, he found Sigurd's actions began changing.
Not long after the meal, Asura and Sigurd sat on her balcony, drinking a small glass of wine while digesting their dinner.
"You wearing that apron and such a thin dress almost killed me," Asura said in a light tone, unable to contain the flavour of lust in his voice.
His eyes watched Sigurd's current outfit.
A woman who used only wore martial arts clothes or robes that hid most of her body.
She sat opposite him, her juicy red lips pressed together upon hearing his words. Sigurd wore a low-cut black v-neck dress made of silk that barely covered her enchanting thighs and charming breasts that moved with a gentle sway without their normal support.
