[center][h2]Myrtle Bramblewood[/h2][/center]
[center][h3]Sen Rynta — Wellspring Park[/h3][/center]

Myrtle smiled nervously, scratching her cheek with her index finger. "Y-yeah, good on me… and good on her too…" [i]T-that's right! I'm not in the wrong here! She's in a better place now, with me! [/i]"H-hey, Azure. You're happy with me being your master, right?"

The maid tilted her head. "Yes. I am readonably happy. Though I would be happier if you would act more lady-like, Miss. For starters, you should wear longer dresses. I know you're an adventurer and all but whenever I see you wearing those short dresses, I can't help but worry you'll expose yourself."

[i]Oh, thank God she's hap— Wait, what did she say about my dresses? Hey! It took me days designing all of them! I won't let you talk badly about them![/i]

She wasn't a weaver herself, of course, but she had worked with a friend of hers who was one. She provided the funds and the design, commissioning them to actually manufacture the outfit.

She pouted at the maid, putting one hand on her hip, cocking it to the side. "Hmph, you don't have to worry. I know how to sit properly." After all, she already wore short skirts in real life.

The maid took a long, deep sigh. "It's not just that. You have to be careful with the wind as well. You know that today, I already caught a glimpse of your undergarments multiple times from it."

Hearing this, Myrtle's cheeks immediately reddened. "W-what?! You can't say that! And in front of a stranger too!"

"Ehem!"

Their conversation was interrupted by none other than the Belva youth. And he seemed to be quite annoyed, judging by his sharp gaze and folded arms.

He then told Myrtle that they should probably move the unconscious man somewhere else that wasn't in the middle of the road. And by them, he meant him, as he was already dragging the NPC on his own. He might be small but his strength certainly wasn't lacking.

[i]Wow, that feels weird… watching a kid drag an adult like that.[/i]

[i]Oops, can't call a Belva a kid. Especially since whoever is playing him, they are certainly not one.[/i]

She walked over to him once he finished with a smile. "Hey, why don't we exchange contacts? I'm a proficient alchemist. If you need anything, I can sell it to you at a discount." She winked. "And as people who are now stuck in this world, we should stick together."