Who Is Beatrice Portinari?
"Hmmm? Heng? Hooh?"
Beatrice continuously made sounds of surprise and interest as she circled around Dante, touching his body all over. From his biceps to his face, his legs, and even almost his crotch until he smacked her hand away.
Beatrice folded her arms, which had the unfortunate effect of raising her already noticeable chest muscles into focus.
"Ehh. Your Stats index has risen greatly. That's pretty amazing," she remarked with a raised eyebrow.
Dante folded his legs and smiled smugly. "This is the effect of having talent. An evil woman like you wouldn't understand."
Beatrice was speechless.
She looked Dante up and down once more and hesitated. "I don't think the Student Enhancement Center's technology and methods have increased that much since I graduated."