Shao was far more impressive than I ever thought possible. She moved as fast as Lydia, if not faster, leaping onto the stage. As she did so, her hood fell back, revealing her face for the first time that I had seen. I couldn't help but gasp in surprise. The reason for that wasn't just because she was beautiful, but because she had a face that resembled that of a Japanese girl.
Up until now, everyone I had seen had western faces. She was the first girl I had seen with eastern features.
"Master, she's from Shie Gescar. Have you never seen someone from there before?" Asked Faeyna curiously.
"Ah… no…" I responded.
It seemed like she came from one of the two mega countries, Imperial Cloud Meadow being the other one. That meant her people were probably quite common in this world, although, like on earth, not nearly as common in the western parts. However, the more I looked at her, the more uneasy I felt. There was just something off about her. She wasn't as simple as she seemed. It was that kind of feeling.
As for the woman herself, she moved with extreme precision. She leaped from object to object, moving them to their proper place was elegance and skill. Her movements seemed to flow fluidly, and it was almost like it was a dance. In some ways, it was almost hypnotic. She didn't lose to any of my slaves, let alone the beautiful Carmine and Salicia, in looks. In fact, her exoticness with her dark black hair and narrow eyes almost made her more beautiful, although I'd never admit it to the girls.
Naturally, I was a bit obsessed with Japan back on Earth. If I hadn't had at least a dozen fantasies about Japanese schoolgirls, well, there was a time I had hoped I could move to Japan. It was that bad. I even took a few classes in Japanese. Thus, seeing a Japanese girl on the stage left me a little more excited than it normally would.
However, I quickly remembered this was a competition and it was Celeste I needed to be rooting for. Turning my eyes to her side of the stage, they immediately went flat. Celeste had slipped on the puddle and fallen flat on her face. The liquid was milk, and when she stood back up, she cried as white stuff dripped down her face and cleavage.
"I'm all sticky, Master!" She cried out.
Somehow, she was getting more cheering than the other side. However, despite both starting at the same time, her side seemed to be even a greater mess.
"What are you doing?" I cried out. "You need to clean!"
"Y-yes, Master!" She took a few running steps with haste, and then tripped over something and fell on her face again.
"I was worried about this…" Miki sighed.
I shot her a look. "What do you mean? What's going on?"
"Naturally, Celeste hasn't practiced with Haste very much. She's also not very good on her feet. In reality, she's actually a total klutz!"
I winced, only now remembering how often she fell down. Half the reason she shrunk her size and sat on my shoulder is that she fell over if she tried to walk too much. She could manipulate the air like a pro. In the air, she was the fastest thing, but she'd trip over her own feet if you asked her to run."
"Ah… it appears I forgot… Celeste is an idiot!"