No matter how you looked at it, Lloyd had reaped a bountiful harvest this time. Beyond the gains on his panel, there was the lucrative future post of 'Executioner' and a considerable bonus. He felt a deep sense of satisfaction and couldn't help but murmur with a sigh:
"My life is living proof of that old saying: 'Hard work always pays off!'"
With that, he figured he'd rested enough. It was time to take Weiya somewhere she could get some proper rest.
Lloyd looked down at Weiya, who was still cradled in his arms.
The situation had been too dire earlier for him to think about anything else. But now that things had calmed down, he noticed that Weiya's delicate body wasn't as cold and rigid as her appearance suggested. She was warm and soft, her curves rising and falling like waves. She had a pleasant plumpness to her that felt wonderful to hold.
