Dimensional Descent

Chapter 796

"Coach?"

With a hint of grogginess, an older man with a thick mustache awoke, looking around with calm, narrowed eyes.

When Coach Owen saw Leonel looking over him, he blinked.

"Son of a bitch. You died too, kid? And what the hell is with that hairdo, you look like a dyke."

Leonel pinched the bridge of his nose. Whenever his coach had a sip to drink, all his political correctness went out the window. It was as though he didn't know you weren't allowed to say that kind of stuff. And, apparently, his almost dying had the same effect as a shot of whisky.

Leonel slapped his coach's chest, knocking a bit of wind out of his sails.

"Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing, brat?! Can't you see I'm lying here?! If you're mad, go dye it black like a real man!"

Aina sputtered with laughter, unable to hold it back anymore.

"Huh?" Coach Owen looked over. "… Well, at least the angels are beautiful."

Leonel's expression darkened. Had this old man gone senile?

"Stop ogling my girlfriend, coach, or else I'll throw you back in the snowglobe!"

"Hm?"

Coach Owen blinked, touching his chest. He seemed to finally register that though Leonel's slap had stung, for a man who should have been pierced through the chest, it hadn't hurt nearly enough.

At first he thought that heaven just healed injuries, that made sense, right? But, he felt as though his body was very much in the present and didn't feel any different at all. It was only then he understood that he must somehow still be alive.

understand how, he was a military man. Spending too much time harping

know that before you, this ungrateful brat spent at least four years pining over another little girl. He wouldn't shut up about it, truly ridiculous. Make sure you protect yourself

matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop her bell-like laughter from resonating

here is only trying to give you some advice. This little twerp actually asked the same woman out more than 500 times and still had the face to continue, going on about some 'Persistence' nonsense.

her stomach, her abs aching from laughing so hard. There didn't seem to be enough air in the room

said enough yet, old

me for? She's too beautiful for you anyway, brat. At the

"That's Aina, dammit!"

"Huh?"

Owen blinked, looking toward the laughing Aina once

a girl by the same

Leonel almost fainted.

…

while, Coach Owen finally dropped the senile act. Though it was a bit hard to accept that

Ah, so you healed me… What a busybody, I

"…"

This old man was really ungrateful. Who could possibly want to miss out on

out already, brat. You've been tiptoeing around something ever since I woke up. You know I don't like

Leonel's expression turned serious.

to betray the

slowly looking up toward

little too to

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