"Thank you, senpai!"
Teresa, who had been a bit listless from overusing her brain, instantly perked up, trotting after Foster—and in the process, she somehow managed to trip over a "threshold" that was practically nonexistent, letting out a yelp as she pitched headfirst toward the smooth Ying Shi floor.
Foster, walking a bit ahead, didn't even turn his head, simply letting Teresa crash toward the ground in all her clumsy glory.
The reason was simple—
"Careful."
It was like a waft of fragrance brushed past. When Teresa came back to her senses, she realized she was already standing firmly on the floor again, and a Flower Elf woman with light purple long hair, a gentle face and elegant demeanor was smiling as she helped straighten Teresa's collar.
"Lian-senpai."
