The soft, spacious bed still held the warmth of their bodies.
Jonas slowly woke up. The woman in his arms was nowhere to be seen, but he could still catch Yucas's scent beneath the covers.
"I figured dinner might involve more than just dinner, but did we really have to rush over here in such a hurry?"
He propped himself up a little and found that his body wasn't in nearly as bad a state as he'd imagined.
"Well, what do you know? I'm pretty sturdy after all. At least, a lot sturdier than I gave myself credit for."
Human potential really was immeasurable. Even he hadn't expected his body to recover this well after she'd wrung him dry.
As a legendary operative, Yucas's physical prowess went without saying. Once she'd recovered, she'd gone berserk again, unleashing another relentless barrage until she was completely satisfied.
And who knew where she'd learned all those tricks? A legendary operative captured by the shadowy mastermind behind the Alt Conglomerate, a man put through hell trying to win his wife back-she'd brought out all sorts of ridiculous scenarios.
Rather than simple roleplay, hers even came with a bit of a plot.
Finding that he was fine apart from needing some rest, Jonas yawned and sat on the edge of the bed.
The sound of running water came from the shower. Only then did Jonas realize that Yucas hadn't gone back to the Peacekeeping Forces; she was still in the room.
"Don't tell me we're starting a second playthrough?"
Jonas lay straight back down on the bed, looking nothing like the powerful, mysterious, and cunning Jonas the people of District 25 knew.
A little while later, the water stopped, and Yucas slowly emerged, her body wrapped in a bath towel.
When she saw Jonas, she