Sakuramoria

Leila herself wasn't entirely sure how to answer Bonita's question, and so she could only look at Ixora with an equally puzzled expression.
“It would be strange to start reconnaissance by talking about who we are, where we're from, and what our names are,” the Taimanian smiled.

“You’re right, neighbor. Although I also like magical girls, there’s something about them that’s very attractive, if we’re talking about the same thing,” Vale corrected himself. “But there will probably be several of them here, so there shouldn’t be any problems, and everyone can find a girlfriend to their liking. And in your case, even a partner in magic,” the young man smirked at his ambiguous phrase, then quickly added. “But let’s agree right away that it’s better to practice magic outside this room, otherwise there might be a fire or something, and we’re on the fourth floor, and we won’t be able to leave the building quickly...” Vale was about to refer to his interlocutor’s physique, but decided that it was too early to joke about it. “After all, we’ll still have to collect our things, and delay is dangerous. We’re lucky that our door is near the stairs, but the other poor souls will certainly be pitied, but they are to blame themselves. How did you even decide to choose this floor, and not some lower one?”
As for the posters,” the guy suddenly remembered the beauties on the wall, “let them hang, besides, I don’t have anything to hang up yet. Maybe we’ll find something interesting later, when we go out into the city, and then we’ll change them.

-- Neighbors. We came to introduce ourselves.