You’re a new member of the Black Bulls.

You never thought you’d make it, but you did. A pleasant surprise.

Once you’re introduced to the other members, a beautiful woman in just her scarlet colored underwear with pink hair approaches you. She’s wearing the robe of the Black Bulls, so she must be a member, and you’ve caught her eye.

“Hey, boy. You’re from Hage, aren’t you? That’s quite far. Come and share a drink with me. You look of age.”

The woman was Vanessa Enotoca. Her curved figure had lots of appeal, and her voice had a hint of flirtatiousness to it. Her eyes gazed into yours as she offered you a bottle of wine.