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.

his pants to the side, slowly walking

she still grabbed at her long hair, pulling it into a ponytail and sweeping it to her front. The action should have completely

Waters, soap was completely unnecessary. But,

didn't mean that they didn't

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how close Leonel was. She could feel his warm breath on her

while, she finally paid

raised two different budding flowers to her

figure. It had a slight spicy scent that tickled the nose almost like a carbonated drink. It reminded

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 big to begin with, such

freshly

Aina said softly, pointing to the

Leonel nodded. "Watch this."

thousands. Among them, not all were tailored toward battle. In fact, the vast majority weren't. They rather existed

'useless' Light Elemental Apprentice Arts Leonel learned built the foundation for

Arts could do. There were many that existed not for the

was able to concentrate natural fragrances one found in the wild into a liquid, soapy form.

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

the two, circling around the yellow flower and grinding it

formed over a liter of this

the air before dabbing it the towel. Steeling his will, he

suddenly

filled with half relief and half

Aina's next words almost made