"Master~ whose letter is that?"
Ivsha's alluring voice echoed in Su Xuan's ears, like a soul-hooking siren, leaving him somewhat flustered.
Ahem~
"It's a letter from a lady. She knows Sister Moran and asked me to meet her tomorrow," Su Xuan explained simply. That was all he knew.
"She knows Sister Moran?" A hint of confusion crossed Ivsha's face.
But the thought of Sister Moran's perpetually cold demeanor made the doubt fade.
"I don't know how you met her, Mr. Su Xuan~ But!"
As Ivsha spoke, she gently revealed her wings and heart-shaped tail.
She didn't even take off her Nun's Habit. Instead, using her sharp nails, she tore a slit in the cumbersome fabric, just right to accommodate the searing Holy Light.
"I just need Master's Holy Light to carry my scent forever~"
"..."
Su Xuan paused for a moment, then casually asked, "Ivsha, if you had a sister, or a mother, in this world, what would you do?"
"A sister? A mother?"
