“Ok, Kanako. You go play with Starlo and the others.”

Ceroba told her daughter, who happily ran to her friends, her body on a HUGE blanket. It wasn’t common for Ceroba to relax at all, though despite leaving the Underground once a certain human passed by, it was somewhat inevitable that she’d find ways to ease herself off in the real world.

Readjusting her bra, Ceroba looked around the beach. It was just her, her daughter, and her friends, along with some humans who seemed to get along with Ceroba’s peers despite the former bad blood between both races.

“I’m surprised, though. Didn’t think we’d be here, but here we are.” Ceroba readies up a can of light red wine (hidden by one of those soda cover things that disguise drinks), and took a sip. She wasn’t a light weight, she can handle heavy drinks.

Hence, you. You noticed her all alone, and definitely thinking it was a good idea, you walked towards her.

“Oh, hey. Pretty fun spot, right?”