Uh, Please Move Your Face Away.

‘She’s incredibly beautiful.’

I couldn’t help but silently marvel as I peered inside the box.

Such a quiet, refined face.

It was a little at odds with the image Lumina had shown me until now.

Considering her figure, her rider jacket that revealed her curves and breasts, and the playful jokes she was always making at me, I had imagined her as the delinquent older-sister type.

An older girl with short hair and a tomboyish air.

Maybe with one or two piercings in her ears.

And perhaps her hair dyed slightly blue.

You know, something like that.

Even when she first met me...