Her Name is...

Lyon shrugged as he smile. "I'm going to the restaurant, I smell something good."

"Let me accompany you," asked Cherie with a smile.

"Nah, I'm fine," said Lyon before he walked off from the two of them. 

"Ah..." Cherie could only helplessly look at his back shrinking as he walked away.

"It seems like it would be hard to get his heart," muttered Cherie.

Wanda shook her head, "You are still a little inexperienced, that's all."

"Well, how could I compare to you, dear mother," Cherie smiled.

Wanda smirked before she turned around and left. "You are still far away."

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Inside the restaurant, Lyon noticed a lone woman sitting at the chair. In front of her were delicate dishes that still let out some faint steam.

"Hello, lady, mind if I join you?"

Lumina raised her eyebrows before she saw Lyon walking past her and touching the chair opposite her.