"What?" Rosha stared at me, startled. Before her gears shifted, Risha piped in.
"Threesome? Isn't that just a word for three of something?"
I scratched the back of my neck. "Well, yes, but I remember it has something to do with girls, too. My memory is blurry there, but I had a feeling that it was very important, like, ever since I got you all three here together. Threesome… of girls, is it?"
Maybe I should put more effort into raising my INT. Read books and such, so I'd remember more of my original life. I was positive that the knowledge came from there, not from Hell.
Suddenly, with a loud bang of a fallen chair, Yvenna jumped on her feet with the most outraged expression I've seen on her. Her cheeks were as red as her hair, and the finger she pointed at me was shaking.
"What the fuck is wrong with your perverted mind, you, you, you—"