Aysirel's date plan was as follows.
- Squeeze tight.
“Ngh.”
First, she'd put on a Master’s feat-of-strength show to keep herself going, then get Akion dead drunk,
use the excuse of needing to rest with Akion for a while to take him to an upscale lodging establishment,
where her main goal was to throw him onto the bed and have her way with him, ehehe, ah-heh.
If anyone heard her plan, they'd say she was rushing things way too much, but Aysirel was currently in her mid-thirties.
It was about time she started worrying about her marriage prospects if she wanted to wait for Akion.
She'd still be young and spry until her fifties because she was a Master. Anyway.
- Rub rub~...
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