When the Dragon Race Maiden's tail was held by Shami, her whole body became immobile. She slowly cupped her cheeks with her hands, extremely shy.
"Don't worry, Elze, I won't tell Lureya about what happened today."
"Wa-wait, was Lureya there to witness it live?"
The Dragon Race Maiden's shy voice was visibly excited.
"After all, she doesn't have a tail. The Elf Race, when it comes down to it, are just humans with pointy ears, right? Sometimes it's completely impossible to see Lureya as a girl from another race."
As Shami spoke, she slowly pulled out some magic oil from the Demon King Ring, rubbed it evenly across her hands, and reached for the Dragon Race Maiden's tail.
The Dragon Race Maiden tightened her whole body, and two buttons of her poorly fitted business attire white shirt popped out.
"Alright then, stand up next."
The Dragon Race Maiden slowly stood up. Her legs wrapped in black stockings trembled slightly, and her tail behind her buttocks slowly rose.
