Don exclaimed in surprise. "Kira, it's you!"
Indeed, the woman standing in front of him was Kira, the girl with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a boyish air about her despite her undeniable beauty.
"I just came out of KFC after a late-night snack and saw you guys being surrounded by those thugs. So I came over to help."
"You even had pepper spray on hand?"
"Of course. We may not be supermodels, but we're not exactly ugly either. You always run into trouble going out at this hour."
That was absolutely true. Kira didn't wear makeup, but her looks and figure were both easily over ninety points. Tall, slender, and naturally striking, a standard beauty by any measure.
Lily was still fired up. "We shouldn't have run just now. Sister Kira looked pretty skilled. We should have really fought them."
Don tapped the pretty girl's forehead with a hint of annoyance. "You troublemaker. Though I will admit, that kick you landed was actually pretty good."
