"How far have you practiced the new sword manual I taught you last night?"
Yuyan crossed her legs beneath her cheongsam, her black stockings catching around her high heels.
As she spoke, she turned to face Yino, her hand delicately curling a strand of hair around her ear.
Her very first words reminded Yino of his past life's homeroom teacher.
The difference was that she was a thousand times more beautiful than his homeroom teacher, and his homeroom teacher wouldn't let students live in her home for one-on-one guidance.
"I've, I've practiced it pretty well..."
As he said this, Yino's gaze wandered, and he couldn't help but look down at the little deer lying by the stockings-clad legs.
The nine-colored deer stretched lazily, her little face resting on Yuyan's beautiful legs, looking back at Yino with sleepy eyes.
-You little traitor! Have you forgotten our plan?-
