But just as he turned around, he suddenly stepped on a smooth stone at the bottom of the hot spring, lost his balance, and an inappropriate pain shot through his waist, causing him to fall.
"Good opportunity, take this!"
The Elf Maiden wasn't someone who let opportunities slip by her; she quickly seized the chance.
Shami was doomed to fail.
But soon, the Elf Maiden realized that Shami was completely still, sitting by the hot spring, looking quite otherworldly.
"Wait, why are you like this, Shami?"
The Elf Maiden was shocked and confused.
Despite having gained some practical experience after the last time, she stayed up all night browsing various little books to improve her footwork skills.
Why didn't Shami feel a thing?
Threshold!
Has Shami's guy been raising his threshold faster from hanging out with elves for so long?!
The Elf Maiden bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth.
For foot-fetishist Shami, he was actually interested in the entire leg of the Elf Maiden.
