Team Fate

She chooses Team Fate as her new adventurer team

Millia looked over the two postings. "Yosh!" She silently psyched herself up, lightly bouncing on her toes as her breasts jiggled upward. The cowgirl slid the paper off the bulletin board and walked over to the receptionist.

The receptionist, Seirya, was busy styling her nails when a light vanilla scent wafted into her nose. Turning her attention to the lady in front of her, she noticed a cowgirl looking at her doe-eyed and a bit nervous. For a moment, her eyes looked downward at Millia's massive pinkish breasts, eliciting a slight blush. "W-wow impressive."

"I'm sorry?" Millia tilted her head, confused.

"N-nothing. I see you have a recruitment paper. I can help you with that," Seirya quickly added, smoothly taking the paper out of Millia's hands while avoiding eye-contact with her breasts. "So you wish to join Team Fate? They're currently out, but I can contact them via their communicator to set up a meeting."

"Yes please!"

She was escorted to a relatively large meeting room with two sofas apart from each other with a glass table in-between. Right in the middle was a flower pot with daisies.

Seirya left the room to make the call with Team Fate. When she came back, she told Millia that she was in luck. They had just finished a small bounty and were returning here in about ten minutes. So the wait shouldn't be too long now.

This made Millia nervous, with a bead of sweat rolling down from her cheek down to her valley. The way it hugged her collarbone and slowly dipped into her valley made Seirya wet in the knees.

Seirya offered Millia a glass of water for her wait, which the cowgirl was ever grateful for. Nervousness always made her a bit sweaty.

Several minutes after the receptionist left, a blue-haired jelly-skinned (and rather tall) girl opened the door. Millia realized her skin was just a bit transparent. "A slime-girl..." she muttered to herself.

Two other girls popped behind her, a normal blonde-haired human looking girl who Millia presumed was the shapeshifter, and a short-silver haired petite girl whose bottom was that of a massive arachnid.

Millia quickly stood up, raising a hand in a salute. The slime-girl was stunned, staring holes into Millia.

"My mate..."

"Huh?" Millia bobbed her head up confused. What about mates?

"It's nice to meet you, Millia." The slime-girl smiled a bit too widely, making Millia just a bit uncomfortable. "My name is Freya. I think we're going to get along juuuuuust fine."