It’s not really up to her, is it?

To Millie’s horror, Barry made his way towards Miho.

“Hey, Mimi!”

“Oh, um, h-hi, Mr. Corvins,” Miho stuttered. “It is a-actually Miho, b-by the way...” The poor girl stuttered.

“Kasumi Miho, right? So it’s Mimi for short!” Barry winked. “By the way, call me Barry. Pretty ladies always call me Barry.”

At this, Miho blushed. It had to be said, Miho didn’t know of Barry’s reputation as the Barrower. Well, not exactly, at least. She knew from Millie and Tes that Barry was someone to avoid, but to protect her innocence, they decided not to tell her exactly why. In this day and age especially, Miho was an unbelievable bastion of purity, so the two were **** to share the sordid details of Barry’s pastimes.

“I have something to show you upstairs. I think you’ll really like it. Follow me!” Barry nodded encouragingly, and started making his way up the stairs.