"You… you're Mag?!"
A voice came from the kitchen.
Mag turned. He saw an elf in a blue dress standing at the door, looking at him in shock with her hands over her heart.
She was very beautiful and had very defined features and figure. Even her flowy dress could not hide her voluptuous figure.
If it wasn't because she looked a little funny holding on to her heart like she was having a heart attack, Mag thought that everything was fine.
"I feel that you can be a bit more natural. Don't put your hands over your heart. Use your expression to show what you're feeling right now. A little shock and surprise, and that feeling of guilt. It would be better if you could have some tears welling up in your eyes." Mag suggested with a smile.
"As a strong, independent woman, tearing up is not befitting of my character." Irina rejected.
