After a relatively lively winter break, Hexia returned to Edith Academy.
It seemed that nothing had changed here, as students arrived in various luxury cars, one after another stepping into the academy, where the environment remained beautiful and the temperature comfortable.
Passing through the summery shade of the trees, Tilan, clad in a white dress, walked toward the figure waving at her.
"Deloris, Happy New Year~"
The young lady in black hair and a black dress was still in full regalia, holding an intricately laced parasol, and her chest was wrapped in a breathable lace bustier, revealing a bit of fairness. Among the girls Tilan knew of the same age, it was Deloris who had the most voluptuous figure.
If Yilin was the type of girl who appeared somewhat efficient but showed extra care and patience in front of friends, then Deloris was the ladylike young miss who was always appropriately dignified and composed, without any worries.
