Mystic Item, Broken Sword

Splash.

Jiang He stepped out of his swimming pool.

While his figure did not appear robust, each muscle contained the strength to split mountain and stone, and bore a streamline aesthetic.

"Master."

Sora passed Jiang He a towel, and had also prepared a set of expensive silk pajamas.

After helping Jiang He with his pajamas, Sora then headed towards Jiang He's room, blushing as she said very quietly, "Master, I'll warm your bed."

"Shoo!"

Jiang He barked, scowling. "What are you warming? I'm a fire-type Awakened now, why would I be afraid of the cold? Moreover… are you trying to be depraved here?"

Sora hung her head and ran to her bedroom without a word, looking upset like a child.

Still, Jiang He felt rather unsettled as he watched Sora leave.