Dimensional Descent

Aina looked deeply into Leonel's eyes. Once again, she saw that look – that look that told her she wouldn't be able to change his mind.

This was something she hadn't been used to seeing from Leonel. She felt that on some level, she always had a chance to shift his line of thinking. Whether it was by coaxing or logic, she felt that she always had such a possibility even if the likelihood was small.

Yet, this was twice now in less than a day she had seen this look. She could feel a higher purpose coming from Leonel, one that came with no less determination than her will to see the Brazinger family brought to its knees.

"… Leonel."

"Hm?"

Despite their sexually charged position and state, the couple seemed to enter a serious exchange.

"What is it that you want to do? Say it to me clearly."

Leonel looked into Aina's eyes, seeing himself reflected within her golden irises. Eventually, his gaze became so intense that he could even see two floating balls of violet within them.

"I will change this world." Leonel said evenly.

Aina's gaze narrowed. "… How?"

Change this world? Was such a thing even possible? That would practically be trying to change human nature. At such a point, one might as well say that they wanted to become a Deity.

"By having the largest fist."

"You…"

very least, was to support Leonel in all his dreams and aspirations. But, wasn't it also her job to tell him

herself up to a relationship with Leonel in the first place. It could be said

heart tremble, even though his confidence made him far more attractive than he had ever been, even though she really wanted to smile brightly and

herself to do

back to his old self. Even if she had to deal with his long hair. Even if she had to deal with him being aimless. Even if the shadow of his grandfather still lingered

it once again for a third time…

with herself

intention of abandoning her. In fact, he might even be more determined and confident now to help her than he ever

She couldn't see the end of it, but what she

hitching as though there wasn't enough air in the room. She was already in the beginning stages of another panic attack before she even truly understood what was

that she felt two sturdy hands tighten on her

into Leonel's eyes, still finding it a bit difficult to calm down. But, every time she felt like

collapsed on Leonel's chest, seemingly having been sapped of all her

of his heartbeat against her ear seemed to help her own

lose

respond. He didn't know if there was anything he could say

changes to his character, the