Dimensional Descent

Leonel and Aina's gaze met, both clearly able to see the other's surprise. However, after a moment, they found it easier to accept.

When Leonel spoke with Sael, the overseer of the Brave City trial at the time, he learned that Valiant Heart Mountain would be teleporting all its candidates at once in order to save on costs.

Though Leonel didn't think much of it at the time, it was clear that Valiant Heart Mountain wasn't in the best of positions at the moment if they were penny pinching to that extent. But, Leonel didn't care much. He already had a great distrust of organizations. The only reason he was going was because of Aina. At least this way, he could make sure she wouldn't have to deal with any injustices.

Of course, Leonel also had no idea that Sael had already reported him to the higher ups of Valiant Heart Mountain, causing a fissure to appear in upper management. The details of this matter, though, would be left unknown to Leonel for a long while. But, it seemed that those of Valiant Heart Mountain saw this as an opportunity as well, not having any idea that the supposed Morales Clan Heir they were banking their futures on was completely ignorant to his status.

"I guess we should prepare." Leonel finally spoke.

Aina nodded. "I'm going to go change."

Aina stood up and hesitated seeing all the dishes that lay empty. She couldn't just leave them here.

Leonel grinned. "Let me watch you change and I'll wash the dishes."

Aina blushed furiously, glaring at Leonel.

"Pervert."

Leonel laughed as Aina ran away, picking up the dishes that were left.

Leonel asked the dictionary, hoping for

disappointed. After rinsing the dishes a bit and stuffing the machine full, Leonel turned

of his clothing, he slipped on the white hammer pants given to him by Sael

grin. He felt like he was Aladdin, so where was

to get rid of his childish thoughts, Leonel adjusted the cloth belt so

he pulled out the

his hand. The neck piece alone was at least 50 pounds, it had quite the

didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

room had become the place the two of them slept in. So, maybe it couldn't really

Leonel for his ridiculous choice of location. Unfortunately,

flashback to moments when her hands ran across those deep trenches. It was the kind of back she could rely on, the kind she had laid upon as Leonel stomped out

blushed from something other than embarrassment, turning her head away and pretending as though she

Heart Mountain have such a

sensed her presence and looked back only to have the same exact thought

that wrapped around the chest. But, this one was white to match the pants

breath. He had understood ever since that day in the bathhouse

way her pants clung to her hips, the subtle but feminine definition of her abs after every breath, the way her chest cloth elegantly curved to display those two delicacies that Leonel could still faintly feel on

of women who were even more scantily clad than this. But, only Aina could

run away before Leonel's hands

on her face had still yet to vanish, making her all the

teleportation