Dimensional Descent

Leonel was shocked to the point of speechlessness. Did he really just hear what he thought he did?

"… You don't want to?"

Aina's soft voice shook Leonel to his core. She had never sounded so fragile to him before and a part of him thought that the only reason she managed to drum up the courage to say such a thing was because she was facing away from him.

"Yes, yes. I'll do it!" Leonel hurriedly replied.

Aina stood from Leonel's lap, still facing away from him. Most of her alluring back-view was obstructed by [Light Curtain] and her long hair. But, Leonel's imagination alone seemed to be capable of spinning him away into a land of fantasy.

Aina slowly waded into the deeper waters until her waist was submerged. Her body shifted slightly and Leonel's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when she bent over and stood again with a black fabric in her hand.

'… That's definitely… That's definitely her underwear…'

Leonel looked toward the ceiling and gulped.

"… Are you coming?"

Aina's voice sounded even weaker than before. If Leonel didn't know better, he would think that she was still wounded.

Shaking his head, Leonel also stood from his seated position. He had already taken off his upper garments, revealing a toned torso, even more toned than he seemed to remember, in fact. So, all he had to do now was take off his pants.

Leonel looked down toward a certain region.

'Behave.' He said sternly.

to the side, slowly

hair, pulling it into a

Touch] and grabbed a small towel at the edge of the pool. With the ability of the Cleansing Waters, soap was completely unnecessary. But, Leonel still brought out a

for these herbs, however that didn't

scent do you like more? This one? Or, this

warm breath on her neck, it was the sort of feeling

she finally

around her and raised

tiny petals clumped together to form its figure. It had a slight spicy scent that

only had three petals, but each was as large as Aina's palm and flopped about like drooping dog ears. Though Aina's hands weren't particularly

scent was far more subtle. It reminded Aina somewhat of lavender, but also of freshly made apple juice. It was hard to pinpoint its exact scent,

one." Aina said softly, pointing to

Leonel nodded. "Watch this."

Mage Arts Leonel had learned from Camelot numbered in the hundreds to even thousands. Among them, not all were tailored toward battle. In

Apprentice Arts Leonel

all the 'useless' Arts could do. There

name of [Fragrant Touch]. It was able to concentrate natural fragrances one found in the wild

was only because Camelot hadn't exactly invented soap. So, they found

up from the pool around the two, circling around the yellow flower and grinding it into a

over a liter of this viscous

allowed the blob of thick liquid to hover in the air before dabbing it the towel. Steeling

Aina suddenly

filled with

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