Lumena lay sprawled across Lara-chan's lap, her long silver hair cascading like silk over her sister's legs. Her form-fitting, accentuated her graceful curves, yet it was her flushed cheeks and slightly quivering lips that made her look unusually vulnerable. The quiet room was softly lit, casting warm, flickering shadows across the walls.
Lara-chan's crimson eyes gleamed with amusement as she ran her fingers through Lumena's silky hair, her teasing smile unwavering.
"Let's not talk about it anymore," Lara-chan said, her voice tinged with playful mischief. "He might change his mind someday."
Lumena frowned, her silver eyes clouded with worry. "But… what if my Master doesn't?"
Lara-chan tilted her head back, letting out a short, amused laugh. "Then it wouldn't be the end of the world, would it? I'm not exactly helpless, you know. I can handle myself."
"Onee-chan…" Lumena murmured softly, her voice full of concern.
