Andrey arrived at Lumy's apartment building not long after. He took the elevator up to the third floor and knocked on the door of unit 3B.
A few seconds later, the door opened.
Lumy stood there wearing a simple, modest white button-up blouse and a dark pencil skirt. However, even though the outfit was formal, her large breasts strained noticeably against the fabric. The outline of her white lace bra was faintly visible through the thin material of the blouse, especially around the chest area.
She adjusted her glasses with one finger, her usual cold and serious expression in place.
"You're alone?" she asked, voice flat.
Andrey nodded. "The others are resting. Where's Hope?"
Lumy stepped aside to let him in. "She still has some urgent guild matters to handle. She said she couldn't vome today, so she asked me to speak with you directly."
