C595 Number of days of week

"Yi, demi-human?"

A calm voice sounded out from behind the woman, and not far away, two silhouettes appeared. One was a young lady, beautiful and dressed in a fiery-red dress. She danced gracefully with a gentle expression, like a fairy in flames, ready to smile at any moment. The other was an old woman who was leaning on a golden cane, her body hunched over.

The one who spoke was the old woman