When Rod finally returned to the bright and clean campus, he felt as though he had traveled through time.
The dark streets and terrifying sewers, along with the deformed monsters and Doomsday believers who had a penchant for eating excrement, had cast a large psychological shadow over him, and he now desperately needed the love that came from a warm and broad embrace to heal his wounded soul.
Rod succeeded in using this excuse to get the Military War Department staff to approve a half-day leave with academic credits for him.
This was the first time he had taken leave since enrolling; otherwise, Kashan would have broken his door down rather than let him skip class early.
Of course, since obtaining his keys, Kashan had not knocked on his door for a long time.
This made Rod somewhat insecure—what if she barged in while he was engaged in indescribable activities? Wouldn't that be the end of him?
