Hey, Lolidragon, what’s your class?” I asked as I removed her hands from my butt for the umpteenth time. “Mage? Priest?” Lolidragon cackled. Or perhaps she’s a witch! “How could I possibly pick such dull jobs? I chose the class with the brightest future in the game!” That piqued my curiosity. “Which is…?” Covering her mouth with the back of her hand, she cackled again, “Wohohohohohooo! Do I even need to say it? I’m obviously… A thief!” “True, that seems to have quite a “bright” future, but we only have a warrior and a thief in our party. That’s hardly ideal.” “Relax! Just wait and I’ll teach you the real way to fight – no sweat, blood, or money required,” she replied confidently. The trip to the Wolves’ Riverbank was supposed to take only fifteen minutes, but in the end it took the two of us an hour to get there. Obviously, Lolidragon was the reason for the delay. Under the pretext that no one else was around, she forced me to take off my mask and her eyes immediately turned into two hearts. Lolidragon handed me a mirror after she had looked her fill, and I ended up staring at myself with heart-shaped eyes, just like her. Waaah! Why?! Why?! Why am I so incredibly good-looking? My god!...