After Dila, Fran, and Zeon finished breakfast, Zeon casually led them back through the castle hallways. His steps echoed lightly as he walked ahead, glancing back at Dila.
"Don't you plan to take a bath, Dila?" he said lightly, grinning. "Before your big fight, of course."
Before Dila could even react, Fran snapped beside her, ears flicking sharply. "Pervert! Asking a lady when she's about to bathe—you're so rude! Hmmp!" She crossed her arms and looked away in a huff, cheeks puffed slightly.
Zeon, unfazed, gave a dramatic bow as he walked, not missing a step. "Ahh… forgive my rudeness, my little cat girl." His grin widened as he added softly, "Merely a concerned knight."
Fran growled under her breath, her tail swishing hard.
Dila, pinching her nose bridge, muttered, "This freak hero's getting worse..."
Finally, Dila let out a long sigh, giving up. "Oh well… Hero of Injustice, lead the way to the bath."
