Raven returned home.
The initial test had been a spar between him in Reinhard, ending in his overwhelming victory.
Well, not really.
"Haak…."
Raven bit his lip, feeling the scorch marks left on his skin. It would take a while to heal, hopefully, it wouldn't leave a scar.
Noticing that the lights were out in the living room, Raven sneakily entered, trying not to wake Reina up if she were asleep.
However.
Flick—
The lights suddenly turned on. Raven flinched.
"So—"
"...!"
A voice resounded. Raven reluctantly turned around. There, Reina was standing with her arms crossed.
"—What were you up to this late at night?"
"Uh…."
Cold sweat beaded from his forehead.
He didn't want to tell Reina. Not because of what the job entailed. But because he knew Reina would try to stop him.
Truth be told, they were currently facing some financial issues.
