DING-DONG!
The doorbell echoed through the house on a suffocating morning. The relentless Los Angeles sun made the asphalt look like it was melting, and the heat was so intense that any patch of shade became a sacred refuge.
In the backyard, Katharina, Roxanne, and Ada were gracefully lounging in the pool, their bodies submerged in the refreshing water, while soft laughter escaped between sips of colorful drinks.
Meanwhile, Zex and Iridia were still in the bedroom, lazily adjusting their swimsuits.
The only one who didn't seem in the mood for relaxation was Viviane, the small and dedicated number-one maid of the house. With a resigned sigh, she wiped her hands on her apron and walked to the door.
Upon opening it, she was met with a familiar face—a girl she had seen a few times while Vergil was training.
"…Hi."
