"Check in."
"The host checked in at Hell's Kitchen and received 1 Magic Point. The Thoughtform checked in on Xandar and received 3 Magic Points."
Good enough. Aaron quietly thought as he gently slipped his arm out from beneath Daisy's neck, careful not to disturb her sleep.
He got dressed and washed up on his own, but the moment he went downstairs, he saw Hela reclining sideways in a chair with Abei in her arms, looking at him with amused eyes.
"Your Highness Hela, you're up quite early today!"
"I just wanted to see whether Daisy would still be as lively as yesterday after you wore her out all night."
"Huh?" Aaron's face twitched slightly. It took him a moment to compose himself. "I didn't know Your Highness Hela had a habit of eavesdropping on people."
"Don't misunderstand. I don't have that sort of peculiar hobby.
"It was only because Daisy didn't come out with you that I made a few guesses. It seems I wasn't wrong."
"Yes, your guess was very accurate. It was a wonderful night." Aaron nodded perfunctorily before declaring with pride, "This sort of thing will happen often before Daisy's vacation ends, so Your Highness Hela should prepare yourself mentally."
"Heh. Men."
"All men are like this." Aaron smiled nonchalantly. "Though I doubt Your Highness Hela will ever experience it. You'll definitely never get married. Whoever marries you will have suffered eight lifetimes' worth of bad luck."
Hela's expression turned cold, and a sword suddenly appeared in her hand. "Do you want to die?"
"No. I was just talking nonsense." Aaron promptly backed down. Though Hela could not do anything to him because of the contract, he truly had no desire to experience the consequences of offending a woman.
Hela snorted coldly. "At least you know