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3:23 p.m.
At the female dormitory.
"1, 2, step... 1, 2, step... 1, 2, step..." Uliah counted.
She was currently teaching Vivian to dance with her taking the male role.
"1, 2, step... 1, 2, step... 1, 2, step... and end."
Uliah took a step back and they both bowed.
Vivian let go of Uliah's hand and wiped the sweat on her forehead.
She had no experience whatsoever in dancing, even back in her original world. She also had no intention of dancing with anyone at the Graduation Ball. But just in case she would be forced to dance because of a high-ranking officer or whatsoever would order her to do, she wanted to learn so she had Uliah teach her and she had been teaching her since yesterday.
"You've improved, Sister Platoon Leader."
"At least I managed not to step on your feet anymore."
Uliah let out a wry smile and scratched the side of her face.
"Yeah, thank the God of Light..."
Vivian also had no experience wearing high-heels back in her original world. And although she started wearing boots with 2-inch heels back in Luxen City, wearing 3 inches was a totally different experience.
"So again?" asked Uliah.
"I think that's enough. I'm going to practice walking."
"Okay."
Vivian turned away and started walking around inside the room with her 3-inch heels.
The pair she was wearing right now wasn't the one she was going to use for the ball. This was only an extra in case they got destroyed due to her strength.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead again.
Damn...
I'm really sweating...
I need a towel...
As made her way to her bunk bed, she glanced at Kara and the others who were being assisted by tailors and beauticians.
The Temple of Priests, or the administrators of the Training Camp to specific, sent out tailors and beauticians inside each room of the recruits to sew, cut hair, trim and paint their nails and etc. for the Graduation Ball tonight. None of the recruits had to pay for the services because it's already part of the Training Camp's budget.
When Vivian finally reached her bunk bed, she grabbed a towel to wipe her sweat.
On top of her bed were boxes and inside them was for her attire tonight.
After wiping her sweat, she looked at Samantha whose hair was being trimmed by a beautician, causing her to touch her own hair and examine it.
Should I also get my hair done...?
She turned away and looked at Sally and Diane who were having their nails done, causing her to look at her nails and also her skin.
My nails are a bit long...
And my skin, it's already deathly pale that my veins are now visible...
She let out a sigh.
I wish I could at least have eaten someone before the ball...
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