She has never been the kind of delicate woman. Sharp golden short hair, slim cheeks with distinct lines, and even eyes with a hint of casual detachment. She used to wear a denim jacket and rampage through the anime world. At this moment, the denim jacket is casually thrown on the back of the chair, replaced by a black lace underwear - the hollowed out patterns outline the unique charm of mature women. She leaned against the wall, lifting Cheap Sex Doll's broken hair with one hand and smiling faintly at the corner of her mouth. Not deliberately pleasing, but the inherent sexiness. Android18, Still proud, but tonight she is willing to bloom for you.
