Leon managed to spend the first month in New York without letting anyone notice his presence. Although there were some rumors about him, no one knew his face. However, crossing the city covered in sand and blood made him stand out a lot. There was no water near the dungeon, so Leon only could clean himself at home. When Leon opened the door of his apartment, Gisela welcomed him with her mouth wide open of surprise.
"Master, what happened to you?" Gisela asked.
"I'm not your... forget it," Leon sighed. "Can you buy something for our lunch? I'm starving since I lost some weight to recover from my wounds. Don't run."
"Yes, master," Gisela said.
Although Gisela wasn't a stranger anymore and she had to train, Leon pretty much every time he wanted to take a bath, he would make her buy something. It was awkward to clean himself while someone so pretty was nearby, which was even more awkward since Gisela respected Leon a lot.
