Without answering, she pressed a firm kiss upon the crown of Otto’s head, just as she did to Inju. Gyeongju no longer bound her chest, as she had when living in Kintol. Her hair was no longer cropped short either. She still made no effort to appear beautiful, yet she had a beauty that could not be concealed. Otto struggled desperately to extract her face from between Gyeongju’s breasts. Exposed between her golden hair, her two ears flushed bright red.