'It has been a long time since someone looked so sincere in my eyes.' Mizuki thought with a small smile on her face.
As a woman who had lived for a while, she was pretty experienced, and she was also used to people talking about how beautiful she was.
She knew she was beautiful, and that wasn't arrogance or vanity; that was an undeniable truth.
She was hot, and she knew it very well.
… But as time went on, those compliments started to become hollow, those compliments started to become false to her. So, because of that, she was taken aback when Victor praised her so sincerely, and he wasn't even looking at her assets.
Which, in her humble opinion, was quite impressive to ordinary women.
"... So, are you going to tell me what these techniques are?" Victor asked again.
"...?" Mizuki pulled out of her thoughts and looked at Victor, who at some point was close to her again and was looking at her with his eyes glowing blood red.