88 Chapter 87 (1/2)

Leon received a shock since it was the first time he saw a person who had that kind of wound. However, it was because he didn't pay enough attention. Leon was focused on his own problems that he didn't notice when people without arms, legs, or ears passed by him. Leon only recovered when he saw Gisela sweating bullets and trembling.

”I'm… if you are feeling unwell, you can sit and rest.” Leon corrected himself. ”There is nothing to do here, so you can rest.”

Leon said that he was sorry, but he stopped midway because he had no right to pity her. Leon sighed because he had been too naïve… Leon worked hard to escape from the island, but he felt like he took everything for granted. He didn't consider that he couldn't regenerate lost limbs, and Leon didn't consider that he could have lost his eyes in the middle of a battle… he only thought that his wounds recover no matter what.

”I'm fine, Leonard, you don't have to worry about me,” Gisela said. ”What are your orders?”

”My orders? I don't have any,” Leon said. ”Will you be punished if you don't work or something?”

”No, the only person who can punish me is Leonard,” Gisela said.

”… Please don't say that again,” Leon frowned. ”It makes my back feel itchy.”

”Understood.” Gisela nodded. ”The bath is already ready, please take your clothes and let me wash them.”

”… I think I can do that myself.” Leon sighed. ”If you really want to do something, why don't you buy something for dinner. I don't have anything to make a meal; I don't even have spoons. I want some hot dogs, what do you want to eat?”

”Anything is fine, what do you want me to eat, Leonard?” Gisela asked.

”… Why don't you buy some hot dogs for you and something sweet to eat?” Leon asked. ”You look a bit underweight, so a parfait or a cake should help you.”

Leon touched Gisela's hands to pass the coins only to see her trembling slightly; for some reason, she was afraid of males, but that didn't bother him. Leon transferred the coins, and Gisela left to buy dinner.

”What the hell is going on…”

Leon wasn't that dirty or sweaty but hurried to clean himself and wash his clothes. It has been a long while since the last time Leon saw himself alone with a girl in his room. Although Leon wasn't interested in doing anything at the moment, he recalled the memories of the days when he brought his girlfriend to his room—always making sure that he was clean and not smelling bad.