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Alaria found it difficult to hide her surprise when she saw a familiar face on stage. The so-called "Impi," the host of today's event, was someone she expected to see among the contestants, not as the presenter. Moreover, of all the idols who studied at the Academy, it turned out to be the very girl she had so tactlessly questioned. The Inquisitor couldn't help but feel pleased that she had listened to her conscience and, on her way to the first of her paid lessons, apologized to "Impi" once more, both verbally and with a semifreddo.
"I hadn't realized that this was precisely the reason Shizuki advised me to visit the Academy," the Inquisitor thought, resting her head on her hand and carefully examining the presenter's outfit. "A succubus costume, huh? I don't even know what to think about it. On the one hand, it could have been worse. You can't say she's completely naked. On the other hand... I haven't heard of succubi who wear something like this. Their clothes look completely different. More daring and provocative."