Four years later.
Aldebaran's residence.
Leonardo wiped his sweaty body with a dry towel. This 22-year-old man just finishes his weightlifting ritual before going down for breakfast. Tight and strong muscles stand out in his arms and chest, and his stomach muscles are perfectly formed, well-done crafting like all women's choice.
"Here!" Leon throws down his towel, sticking it right in Ferguso's face.
"Oh, it's okay! The sweat of a handsome man makes you handsome too," Ferguso mutters, maybe he has read too many cartoon books so he thinks about the miracle that can happen in his life with just a sweaty towel.
"What's my schedule for today, Gina?" Leon gulps a bottle full of cold water, while Gina walks with him behind. Slightly hasty, indeed, Leon steps with his long legs —and the man is now much taller than before— making Gina has trouble keeping up with his steps.
