In Which She Amazes

She smiled warmly as she introduced herself and said, "Hello, my name is Lisa."

It was a courteous response on his part when he introduced himself by stating, "I'm Paul, Miss Lisa."

She insisted that it should only be Lisa and Paul in the conversation. The previous two examples of Paul that Lisa had encountered up to this point made Lisa happy to see that this Paul was less chilly and tense than the other examples of Paul that she had seen.

Paul nodded.

After then, she introduced Mona to the people in the crowd.

As Lisa couldn't help but observe, she couldn't help but comment to Paul, "I don't see many or any girls on this ship." Paul was taken aback by Lisa's observation.

"Lisa, because there are none," was what he said. "There are none."

When Mona found out that she and her friend were the only two women on board the cruise, she was stunned.

"I'm afraid so. But you needn't be afraid, Lisa. Paul came to a stand in front of a door that was made of brown wooden and uttered the words, "We'll take good care of you," as he did so. "Your room, Lisa. My room is two rooms beside yours. If you have any inquiries, please do not be reluctant to get in touch with me.

You can rely on it being true.

Paul nodded in acknowledgement and then continued walking along the lengthy corridors, which were lined with doors made of brown wood. When Lisa opened her door, she was taken aback by the appearance of her room, which was exquisitely designed and adorned with great taste.

There was a massive double bed in the centre of the room, and the wall to the other side of the space was partitioned off with glass. Through the cracks in the wall, one could see the entire universe, as well as the galaxy, the stars, and the space beyond.

"Oh! Mistress, it looked like the hue was a darker shade of scarlet than it usually is. Are you noticing any symptoms at this time?" Mona asked in a shocking manner as she glanced at Lisa's skin tone while making her observation.

At this moment, Lisa's face could be plainly seen because she had already removed her robe, which exposed her complete profile and made it possible for others to see her full profile.

"Is it?" Before looking in the mirror, Lisa gave a light hum. When she glanced into the mirror, she saw the reflection of a young woman whose face was damaged by a big scar that went from the crown of her head to the bridge of her nose.

It's possible that she would have been regarded as a beautiful young lady if it weren't for the scar that ran across her face. In the same way that its beginnings were mysterious, the scar would change its appearance mystically depending on how she was feeling. The more profound and excruciating her emotions were, the more profound and scarlet the scar became.

As Lisa stroked her finger around the scar for a moment, she couldn't help but smile. As a direct consequence of this, it did not take a great deal of time before it became the same color as her complexion. In spite of this, the scar was still detectable with only a single glance due to the protrusion of its appearance.

"Mistress?" As soon as Mona yelled, she immediately focused all of her attention on her.

Lisa finally responded with a grin, "Mona, I don't feel bad," after some time had elapsed after the initial exchange.

"That is extremely good information, Mistress," Mona said with a smile on her face as she addressed the speaker.

After humming for a moment, Mona flapped her wings and changed the beige room into a white room, then a pink room, and ultimately a blue room.

The colors that were shown in the room could also be changed using the knob that was situated adjacent to the controls for modifying the temperature of the room. As soon as Mona was done, the temperature in the room immediately began to fall. After she had successfully landed on the bed, she fell asleep almost instantly.

Just before Mona began snoring, she whispered something to the effect of "I'll be going then, Mistress Lisa." However, her voice was hardly discernible when she did so.

Lisa was, as was her customary pattern, quite hungry, but there was only enough food on the table for two people. She gave a slight nod as a sign of her approval. It did not appear that John was the kind of leader who was harsh to his subordinates.

She pampered herself by eating a couple empty chocolate boxes, some ice cream that she pulled out of the refrigerator, and some hot pizza.