Felix eagerly took the item from Leslie and saw it was a medical book.

"Was Mr. Hoffman keeping this from me?" Felix cursed at his stingy mentor.

"Why are all the pages blank?" He flipped through the book, only to find it empty.

"Mr. Hoffman said you need to bind it with your blood to access its contents," Leslie explained.

Felix's excitement grew. If it required a blood-binding ritual, it had to be something extraordinary. He pricked his finger and dripped blood onto the book. Like the harmonica, the book vanished and became one with his body.

Felix quickly scanned the book's contents. Within moments, he was engrossed, oblivious to Leslie speaking beside him. "Felix, do you want me to massage your legs? You used to enjoy it when I did that for you."

After some time, Felix felt something unusual and opened his eyes. To his surprise, Leslie's face was flushed red, and her hands were placed somewhere… less than appropriate.

"Leslie, weren't you supposed to be massaging my le