After the passionate session, Eileen found herself lying in the middle of the bed, under a bloodstained quilt.6

“You said that you were worried about me when I was injured… Did you really mean it?” Eileen asked, her cheeks still flushed with a hint of allure.0

Sein did not put on his magic robe again but instead, he changed into a set of comfortable loungewear.0

He met Eileen’s question with a brief silence before nodding earnestly.0

He asked himself if he genuinely cared about Eileen.0

The answer was maybe. Yet, the nature of his concern at that juncture had not evolved into romantic feelings but was grounded in the camaraderie shared between friends or acquaintances.2

Sein was far from oblivious. Such naivety would have seen him perish in Mystralora City long before now...0