Artemis settled for the fashion show. Fashion? Honestly. They called those rags fashion. The models were barely covered.
But…with Kuri coming, it made for intriguing viewing.
So Artemis leaned back with a smirk, and Butler raised the camera. No chance was she getting out of this!
Suddenly the crowd was on their feet.
What was that they were saying? C'est la vie?
"Sera Vee! Sera Vee! Sera Vee!"
Oh. That was Kiana's stage name.
Kiana came out on the stage name. She was wearing a white Mardi Gras mask and a lovely angelic white ensemble. Her golden hair was done up in a halo on her head. She was beautiful.
But she wasn't Kuri.
Kuri came out right behind her, all done up in black like a devil. Artemis smirked. It suited her.
When she saw him, Kuri paused. She glared right at him, and kicked her foot. One of the poof balls she was covered in fell in his lap. With a little "hmph" she swept off the stage.
Mana stepped on the stage, arms raised, to a swell of applause.
Artemis didn't miss a trick. Mana looked angry. So she wasn't getting what she wanted from Kiana? What made this angel model different?