.....Blonde fascination!
...~♪..."
The crisp sound of cursing and the noise of the girl diving onto the bed and rolling up in the sheets spilled out together.
Feeling a little stung and unable to refute, Leon awkwardly scratched his head and sighed. He had to admit that every accusation from the girl, perhaps... at least part of the slanderous rumors about him were not entirely wrong.
Gathering his emotions, he looked around the mansion in this critical town of Upper Beiso County. Leon continued to follow the gradually clearing memories of the past, heading to the room at the end of the corridor... knocking on Ines's...
No, the door of Ines's room.
Even if it meant disturbing her sleep, Leon could no longer wait to see his wife.
He couldn't wait until tomorrow.
For some reason, his self from three years ago and the self now did not appear as two separate entities.
But he was still himself.
Leon Pendragon or Leon Zangson.
