Ain was as always just walking around his temple with his head blank not having a lot of thoughs just walking around as his curves would be made more delectable with each step, seeming to only get more and more enticing due to his feminine way of walking.

Ain:My legs are kind of getting tired.

he would say deciding to sit on a bench without looking but suddenly he would feel movements under his butt and so he would lift it up slightly noticing the tiny on which he sat by accident

Ain:Huh ?