Getting the Gladiator Ghosts to Haunt Him

Leslie had so much fun exploring the quaint district with Mimo.

Without her realizing it, the sun was already hanging above the horizon, waiting to dip in. The two of them had just returned to the private villa.

Mrs. Rossi had gone home. She switched on all the lights in the hallways and common areas as per Calix's request. He didn't want Leslie to stay in the dark if he returned late.

Leslie brought Mimo to the small lake. The crochet fox toy was overjoyed to see the calming stream. They sat on the wooden deck before Mimo told Leslie that it needed to go back now.

"Mimo, thank you for spending your time with me," Leslie gave the crochet fox toy a few smooches on its face, "Hehe, you said you could only be with me for a short time. Yet, it's almost sunset now."

|Leslie, I had fun. Just call me whenever you want, okay?|

"Okay~ Bye bye, Mimo."