"Are you sure you don't want to talk to her, Leon?" Titania asked, looking at me just as I decided it was time for us to leave.
"I don't really think it's necessary," I replied casually.
"Is that so?" Titania tilted her head, her eyes narrowing slightly as if to gauge my sincerity.
Honestly, I didn't think it was. As far as I was concerned, the only thing connecting me to Zeruel right now was her mother being admitted to Leonamon. I was helping with her condition, sure, but that was it. That was the only tie Zeruel had to me. Of course, it wouldn't hurt if that connection grew into something more, but for now, I wasn't exactly holding my breath.
"I do," I said firmly.
"Well," Titania smirked slightly, "I wouldn't mind if you added her to your harem. Zeruel's a good girl—attentive, focused, and putting every ounce of effort into keeping her spot in the Gold Class. Honestly, I admire her dedication."
