Chapter 107 At Least The Idiot Is Delicious

Having finished the shower with great difficulty, Desmond was forced to dry his body depending on one hand as he continued to curse the tiger he had brutally murdered just over an hour ago.

Wearing one of the changes of clothes that he carried in his backpack, Desmond had another moment of difficulty when he tried to get dressed, but by this point, he was tired of speaking ill of the dead so he just silently endured the pain while he got dressed.

Coming out of the bathroom, Desmond brought his armor and weapons downstairs hoping things with Sasha weren't too awkward; After all, he does not have much experience in dealing with women with whom he has been intimate since he had never spent more than one night with a woman or, failing that, he only shared the night with said woman.

To Desmond's surprise, he was unable to find Sasha anywhere in the house, he even had the nerve to go look for the girl in her bedroom, but found nothing but Sasha's wet clothes on the floor.