Chapter 27: Class Verification
Leon leaned back in his bed, a sly grin tugging at his lips as he stared at the flushed woman before him. "Will you break your word, Madam Derisa?" he asked, voice low and teasing.
Derisa's face burned a deep crimson. "F-Fine, but only a kiss... and fast," she stammered, her voice trembling. Slowly, she leaned in, her lips parting ever so slightly.
Leon's eyes softened. He reached out, cupping her warm cheeks in his hands. "Remis..." he whispered, his breath brushing against her skin as he closed the distance between them.
The moment their lips touched, a system message flickered into his vision:
[Warning: Due to high-level difference, skill had no effect on Target.]
'Damn it... I knew it,' Leon thought bitterly. 'My level decides who my skills work on. She's too strong — I can't use them on her.'
Still, the feeling of her lips against his was electric, soft and delicate like marshmallow silk. His heart raced, his body stirred, and his mind wandered to dangerous places.
Before he could deepen the kiss, Derisa jerked back, breathless and trembling.
"Huh...? What happened? I thought we were going for a full minute—"
"I-I'm sorry, but this is too much. I... I can't," she blurted, face redder than before. Without another word, she spun around and hurried toward the exit.
Leon blinked in surprise. His mind whirled, curiosity burning inside him.