Dimensional Descent

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Leonel sighed.

All things considered, this sort of place really was the best to use to gather information. A gathering of noble and rich people, all a little too drunk to always act in their best judgment, this was the perfect place.

'Forgive me Aina, this is for the greater good, I swear.'

Leonel stripped and began to put on his uniform. When he saw what it was, he sighed a breath of relief. At least it wasn't too outrageous. He had been expecting the worst—skin-tight speedos, oil, and maybe a pair of bunny ears for himself, the works. Luckily, it wasn't that exaggerated.

The pants were a pair of dress pants. Though they were a bit tight, it wasn't too bad. Leonel was just surprised that they actually had a set tall enough for him.

The shoes matched the pants quite well. Leonel slipped them on and then clipped on the suspenders to the pants. As for the shirt…

'I knew it was too good to be true.'

Leonel looked up toward the ceiling. There was no shirt.

Leonel weakly put on the bowtie, his eyes threatening to flood with tears. Then, without a choice, he stepped outside.

assaulted him once again, only making matters worse. With this moisture clinging to him now, he might as well have lathered himself in

thought. You actually had quite

appearance, nodding to himself. While he spoke, several of the female cooks couldn't help but look over

overly large and could even be considered to be quite slender. He truly did have a lethal attraction to a certain demographic,

respond, another

VIP 3 is still clamoring. You said the newbie would be ready

on the back, nearly

kid's right here. Don't eat him up before he gets up there,

saw Leonel, eyeing him up and down. Her hand even had the audacity to reach for his crotch as though she wanted

If you let me touch I would have given

follow. He had been about to get angry at the bunny girl, but she moved on so quickly that he couldn't even ramp up a response. It was either she really didn't take it to heart, or she was also too good

information. The first floor was quite bustling. Waiters dressed in skimpy clothing glided in and out of the kitchen, customers shouting out their orders or demands, and in the background, an odd music that seemed a

In fact, the only women were the waiters and all the customers seemed

were more secretive about this kind of stuff. Though, Leonel was a bit baffled that this was a co-ed sort of place. Usually, such gentlemen and women's clubs were for one gender or

three. Go get

into the room. He even felt that it was a bit of payback

you survive this, handsome, I just might forgive you. My name is Amerie,

to the