Nathan kept scrubbing his pants in the river, trying not to think about anything hard.
But his body disagreed.
His Private Blade—who had long tried to live a peaceful life—suddenly rose like a battalion stirred by the anthem of awakening.
He grunted.
I'm just washing my pants, why the hell are YOU getting involved?
But sadly, in the Tower, even the smallest thing could trigger biological chaos.
And standing completely naked beside a naked monster girl… didn't help.
Velmora turned.
Her eyes immediately dropped down.
"Hkk!"
She quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing like an unripe Prunus fruit.
But she didn't run. Not anymore.
She just let out a quiet giggle and lowered her gaze.
Nathan is so cute… his stick always gets hard whenever I'm close…
