The silent atmosphere lingered for a moment, isolating them from any external sounds.
Above the treetops stretched a beautiful summer sky, not a wisp of cloud in sight. The women, lost in their own thoughts, let their imaginations run wild.
Fujiwara Reya paused halfway through his painting and stretched lazily.
He found the present situation quite amusing.
The six women present were all epitomes of beauty, sophistication, and elegance, and they were all currently single... In this forest filled with the scent of the sea, as one emotion departed, another arrived. It was all very alluring. Among them, Natsuki Kuri was the most enchanting.
She had dressed up meticulously today.
Her face was finely powdered with a light blush, making her irresistibly attractive. Her neck was white, tender, smooth, and glossy, radiating youthful charm. Particularly when she occasionally touched her cheek while glancing at Fujiwara Reya with a coquettish expression, she looked utterly stunning.
