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Afternoon. The sun was just right.
Although the girls had labeled that night as a self-harm incident during their trial,
Shami, as the person involved, was still filled with thoughts that she couldn't quite figure out.
On the Demon Realm Grassland, the snow melted under the warm sunlight. Shami came alone to the grassland not far from the Demon King Castle, sat under a tree, and pondered life as she looked at the blue sky.
Not far away, a panting girl stood on the grass, with knee-high black boots wrapping her calves, stepping on the dew-laden grass. Under the Elf Skirt, her slender legs were fair and rosy.
As she walked, her waist naturally swayed with the breeze, her golden hair fluttering lightly. The girl quickly ran towards the tree.
"Shami!"
Shami looked up, and saw the Elf Maiden sprinting towards him, with a thin halo of light around her body in the sunlight.
"Lureya?"
