Joe woke up a few minutes sooner than Yura had expected.
The Lady shrugged at that.
"Happy times never last!
I have to go deal with our 'wallet.'
Or...
Would you like to get to know me more intimately tonight?"
Yura gently poked Lucius with a finger. Only when his expression grew increasingly ugly did she leave the public Washroom with a string of soft laughs.
Once he was alone again, Lucius clenched his fists.
Then...
The avenger sank weakly to his knees in front of the Washroom's sink and pounded it with his fists.
Pain shot through his hands!
And that only made him hit harder!
The more it hurt!
The better he felt!
After a dozen or so blows, Lucius's fists were already a bloody mess. He slumped there, gasping for breath.
He could sense how dangerous that woman was.
He could also tell that she had an ulterior motive.
Of course, he knew hurting himself was wrong.
But the torment in his heart left him no choice.
Because-
He truly wanted to avenge his parents.
Maybe...
If this happens a few more times, I'll give in, won't I?
With that thought, Lucius climbed off the floor and began rinsing his wounds in the sink. Then he tidied himself up as best he could before leaving the Washroom.
The young avenger had already concocted a lie about accidentally falling in the Washroom.
He even splashed quite a bit of water onto the floor as he left to support his story.
Previously, this young man would never have done such a thing.
But now?
For revenge.
The young avenger had long since crossed the lines he once refused to cross.
Pushing the door open, Lucius prepared to return to his cabin-the first-class cabin Joe had booked was a suite,