Seiji was in high spirits, a relaxed smile crossing his face as he strolled through the town's cobblestone streets. His thoughts drifted back to his recent encounter with Stella—he'd managed to release a lot of pent-up desire with her, but now, his mind was on someone else entirely. Pipra. That fiery, stubborn dwarf girl who had somehow managed to carve a place in his heart.
Pipra was different. Short, delicate, with that petite frame that made her look far younger than she was—and yet, to Seiji, her appearance only added to her charm. She was, without a doubt, his type. He couldn't help but smirk as he remembered that moment when he'd leaned down to kiss her, claiming her lips for the first time. The way she'd surrendered that first kiss had been shy, hesitant… and utterly unforgettable.
