"So… are you enjoying the view down there?" Rita asked, her voice teasing as she looked over her shoulder at Leon with a playful glint in her eyes.
Leon chuckled softly. "Well… I can't say no."
"It's a special service, just for you, Mr. Leon," she replied with a grin, continuing her slow ascent up the stairs, her nightgown swaying gently with each step.
'Is she flirting with me… or is she just a slut?' Leon wondered silently, keeping his expression carefully neutral. 'Either way, I'm not that interested in her immature body.'
"The view's really good, though," he added aloud, a fake smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Haha...I heard the Alchemist's House has been at the bottom of Velthorne's rankings since… well, since forever." Rita spoke with a smile.
"Yeah, that's right," Leon replied flatly as they reached the third floor.
"Although they don't have much of fighting powers, they sure get rich after passing out from the University." Rita replied.
