First you notice, then you're blown away by her figure.
You'd say it's natural; she uses Magic. You'd say it's not; she's never resorted to technology or an extreme workout.
Moreover, many female mages have their own magic formula to maintain a proud figure, with several Goddesses leading the way, applying filters to the max.
High-class restaurants set the standard for chic, offering exquisite dishes at staggering prices.
Isabella completely ignored the standard, treating the high-class eatery like a buffet. After a banquet that had the manager ecstatic and the chefs silently weeping, she set down her knife and fork and elegantly dabbed at the corners of her mouth with a napkin.
Quite graceful indeed.
"..."x2
Wayne rolls his eyes, suspecting that Isabella's unsightly eating was deliberate, as if a beauty, when encountering a lecher, would keep her purity by shoving her hands in her pockets, scaring the lecher so much that he wouldn't dare make a move.
