Sand billowed endlessly.
Emily had somewhat grown accustomed to Dio's ability, which allowed her to go from Kabukicho to a distant foreign land in a blink.
Her feet touched down on the sand. The sun beat down on her head, and the wind brushed across her face; it felt like being inside the Taoist Master's crucible. She was like the Monkey King engulfed in flames.
Leaving an air-conditioned room for Tokyo's outdoors was already hot enough, let alone being teleported directly to the world's largest desert, the Sahara Desert.
It was just past ten in the morning, and the temperature here had already surpassed forty-one degrees Celsius.
"So hot?!"
Emily shouted, feeling the heat scorch her soles through her slippers. She kept lifting her feet off the scalding sand. Sweat beaded rapidly on her body, gradually making her vest slightly transparent. However, her youthful figure didn't outline any captivating curves.
Aozawa had no interest in flat chests.
