☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Mr. K., as much a fixture of the capital as he is averse to boisterous revelry, nevertheless emerges from his den to fulfill his civic duty. He knew he had a keen eye for women—even if they didn't interest him in the usual sense, perhaps precisely because of that. "At night, all cats are gray, and all women are beautiful"—he had firmly internalized this, but during the day, each woman was flawed in her own way, and the most silent, modest, and well-behaved would have been the best, but here, as if deliberately, all the best qualities of the fairer sex were on display: curves, pretty faces, passive modesty—all of which the organizer had negated by forcing the contestants into vulgar boasting. Mr. K. sighed, hunching his shoulders as if the weight of the world had settled upon them.
Beata — (9/3) = 6 a wholesome image, a beautiful figure, hideous boasting.
Sanexa — (6/6) = 6 as my good friend used to say, this image flashed before me like the wind and was lost among the multitude of other, unremarkable ones.
Aiyano — (3/9) = 6 a woman of such emotional and chronological maturity should not pretend to be fifteen.
Erefir — (4/4) = 4 it must be admitted that some things cannot be combined.
Kilika — (6/4) = 5 this poetry is dead and gray as a stone, like her smile, behind which lies only pain and emptiness.
Riikumera — (6/8) = 7 everyone should have their place, and it is very commendable when a woman knows hers.
Alisa — (8/8) = 8 ah, grace—the beauty of femininity, ah, bile—the spice of passion! How dull the world would be without women like her.
Klida — (3/5) = 4 awful. It's better not to get sick...
Enio — (2/1) = 2 if a virgin is capable of saying something like that so firmly and clearly, then she is not a virgin. Once again, he regretted that he had not been born deaf.