[Bonus chapter for 5250 golden tickets, next at 6750. Fallen Apostle Vol 2 Pre-Order is live! Information in author's note below :) ]

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.

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

actually had quite the frame

Lucca, laughed when he saw Leonel's appearance, nodding

could even be considered to be quite slender. He truly

going to respond, another bunny

3 is still clamoring. You said the newbie would

Leonel on the back, nearly sending

eat him up before he

bunny girl's eyes lit up when she saw Leonel, eyeing him up and down. Her hand even had the audacity to reach for his

a big deal. "Feisty. If you let me touch I would have given you a taste, too bad.

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

was quite bustling. Waiters dressed in skimpy clothing glided in and out of the kitchen, customers shouting out their orders or

of stuff. Though, Leonel was a bit baffled that

three. Go get

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

I just might forgive you. My name is Amerie, by

giggles faded as Leonel turned his attention to the room before him, the sliding door closing to his

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255