"Miss, you seem to be quite happy."
A towering Minotaur donned in a black suit spoke respectfully.
"Of course, I am the leader of the Phoenix Tail Flower Fan Club."
The young lady smiled faintly, her gaze lingering on Lulu's departing figure, a playful smirk outlining her lips.
She was dressed in a Gothic black dress, her hair long, black, and neatly straight. Her complexion was a touch pale, and her right eye, seeming injured, was covered by a white eye patch. She wore black lace gloves on her hands and held a parasol, lightly resting it on her shoulder.
"Young Lady, the sun is about to reach its strongest. Let me take you back to your room to rest."
The Minotaur said.
Ever since visiting White Dove City a few months ago, the young lady had decided to settle here for a while, even establishing the bizarre Phoenix Tail Flower Fan Club, truly baffling to observe.
But now, he was beginning to understand a bit.
