"Your lips are nice to kiss."
"Your lips are nice to kiss."
Nice to kiss.
The words she left him with still echoed in his ears.
Javier Sinclair stood rooted to the spot, silent, the image of her kissing him replaying in his mind.
He lowered his head slightly.
'Her lips were so soft.'
'No, no... What am I thinking?'
His fingers lightly brushed against his lips. Though the only sound here was the whisper of the wind, Javier Sinclair felt a sense of shame. 'I should get out of here.'
The woman's face appeared in his mind, and he muttered, "How outrageous."
Her scent lingered in the air, but she was nowhere to be seen. Javier Sinclair glanced around the area and, after a moment of silence, vanished from the spot...
「Meanwhile, in the Cultivation World.」
Celeste Grant was already back on her bed.
Her gaze swept across her surroundings.
'This is Cloud Abyss Hall.'
'This is still my familiar room in the Cultivation World.'
"I'm back."
