Aiolos pulled a slightly disgusted face and quickly went back to his room to take a bath. "How did I let my personal hygiene get so bad...?"

Aiolos did not intend to fill out the blanks for that stereotype, so as soon as he got home, he’d drop his clothes and take a well-earned bath.

Once again, Aiolos was reminded of how different his life was now compared to life in Lucien. Back then, the things he desired were, for the most part, within arms reach. Due to the culture there, Aiolos hardly had to work for what he wanted as his father supplied him with whatever he wished for. While Aiolos liked to think he hadn’t grown dependent on that, being forced into the outside world showed him how much he’d taken for granted.

Reminiscing aside, however, Aiolos sat on his bed, wondering what he should do. After some contemplation, Aiolos decided to check out the Friechte estate once more to see if security had lessened to its original state.