Esty-san was probably in her early twenties. She had the kind of face you'd expect from a science class at an industrial high school. Even though she's a fox girl and I have a preconceived notion, her eyes looked like she was using her womanhood to the fullest to toy with men. The lipstick made her lips look a little seductive somewhere.
However, Esty-san had the opposite of a fox-like face — she gave a mischievous, failed-child smile.
"Haah. Why did she get caught…? I thought I was tricking the dog girl's nose with this charlway perfume on my hair."
"Charlway♪ Strong-smelling charlway♪"
It's not quite "Far away," but I sang it anyway. I think I heard the word somewhere. Is it curry powder? Spices?
"What was that just now?"
"It's a song that's been passed down in my hometown."
"Hoh. When I sell my charlway perfume, I might have my dog girl sing it too."
She said it jokingly, but it sounded like she meant it seriously.
