Chapter 186: Litt Agreed

However, when Red tried to close the door, it was already too late:

Letia’s hand firmly gripped the door.

No matter how much force Red applied, it was all in vain.

In the face of absolute strength, he couldn’t budge it an inch!

“There’s a good saying for this: the Four Ties of Brotherhood. Carrying a gun together, sharing a bed together, splitting the spoils together, and visiting brothels together. We’re iron-clad bros, so why are you acting like a stranger?”

Looking at Letia’s giggling face, Red had ten thousand complaints he wanted to spit out.

“Setting the others aside, sharing a bed with you was just an accident, okay? And don’t think I don’t know the original saying is sharing a classroom, not a bed!”

“Same thing, same thing. Just let me in. It’s boring as hell staying in that place all by myself. If I don’t find you to have some fun with, I won’t know how to keep going.”

“You’re not looking to have fun with me; you’re planning to treat me like a joke for your entertainment.”

Seeing that he really couldn’t stop her, Red could only let go of his hand and let this Letia inside.

As soon as she entered the room, she began looking around like a curious baby.

“I really didn’t expect you to be living in such a nice place now, Red.”

Even though it felt a bit like she was praising herself by association, he had thick skin, so it didn’t matter at all.

“How does it feel living with Litt? Do you have any feelings for her? I can really help you out, you know.”

“I’m not telling you anything.”

Facing Letia’s gossipy attitude, Red naturally chose to keep his mouth shut.

He knew very well that if he dared to utter even half a word, she could twist it into ten thousand different meanings.

In the end, he would be the one getting messed with.

It was simply more practical to keep his mouth shut.

Letia wanted to pat Red’s shoulder, but unfortunately, she would have to reach up too high, and holding her arm up like that was too tiring.

So, she just patted Red on the waist.

“A man should be more honest and have some dreams. What if it actually happens?”

Under Red’s gaze, Letia kicked off those black Martin Boots and lay down casually on the Sofa, showing not a hint of restraint.

This wasn’t just being familiar with the place; she was practically treating it as her own home.

Red sighed helplessly as he looked at Letia, who was lying in a posture that exposed as much as could possibly be exposed.

“Watch your posture, will you? Everything that shouldn’t be seen is showing.”

Truthfully, in Red’s eyes, he clearly liked White Stockings, but why… looking at these White Stocking Panties almost completely exposed before him, he couldn’t muster even a bit of interest?

Sigh… perhaps a scrawny Monkey simply lacked any sense of temptation.

Red sighed once more and sat down.

Finding a comfortable angle, he crossed his legs and spoke.

“So, what did you come here for?”

“Like I said before: I came to play with you,” Letia said lazily, sprawling on the Sofa.

“It’s too boring at the Stronghold. I can’t stand staying there. Also… are you suppressing your gun? There’s absolutely no need to hide it. I don’t mind, and I’ve already seen your fifteen centimeters anyway. It’s useless even if you cover it.”

Red ignored Letia’s following remarks and responded expressionlessly.

“…As expected. But I don’t understand, why don’t you go to Succubus Street?”

“The reason is simple…”

Letia rolled over and threw her hands out.

“No money! I don’t even have money for food. How do you expect me to go play?”

“Wait? So you didn’t come here just to freeload a meal, did you?”

“Smart~ You figured it out.”

Letia said with a giggle.

“After all, I’m really out of money. If Liz would let me into the Dungeon, I wouldn’t be so dirt poor.”

At this point, the smile on Letia’s face vanished in an instant like a mask being swapped.

Her eyes turned into those of a dead fish, and she lay there limply in a “spread eagle” shape.

“Besides, she told me to stay behind to chase after you. What am I supposed to do?”

“Nothing. I’m not going back, so you should give up.”

“I know that, of course… but just because you aren’t going back doesn’t mean I won’t come out.”

Letia suddenly grabbed Red’s hand and spoke with a sincere gaze.

“How about you keep me? As long as the money is right, I’m willing to do anything, including… hehehe, that kind of thing.”

As she finished, Letia made an ‘OK’ gesture with one hand and poked her other index finger through the middle, a lewd, old-man-like expression on her face.

Even though she looked very cute, her temperament… had already transcended the scope of humanity.

Red couldn’t hold back and immediately gave her a knife-hand strike to the head.

“Stop daydreaming. Supporting yourself is what you should be doing.”

As a dignified and upright gentleman, how could Red ever do something like ‘keeping’ someone?

Not to mention the person being kept was a Monkey…

In this situation, you could only call it adoption, not keeping a mistress.

“Ouch! Joke all you want, but can you stop hitting my head? If I don’t grow any taller, I’m holding you fully responsible!”

“You’re fine just like this. Rare appearance, rare personality, rare figure—isn’t that great?”

Red didn’t care what Letia said.

After hitting her a few more times, he walked toward the Kitchen.

“What do you want to eat?”

After entering the Kitchen, Red’s voice drifted out.

“Let me state this beforehand: there isn’t much food. Don’t even think about getting any delicacies.”

“Oh oh oh!!”

Letia suddenly cheered.

“It’s been so long since I’ve eaten your cooking, Red! Anything is fine with me!”

…Tch, my cooking skills were clearly learned from you.

Can’t you come in and help?

“No, cooking is such a hassle.”

Letia gave a lazy yawn.

“Unless I become a wife someday, don’t expect me to cook or prepare food.”

“I really can’t imagine who could ever develop those kinds of feelings for you. And even if such a person existed, I think Nightbright Town has a very thorough penal code for that.”

“Hey, I’m an adult! Don’t look at how small I am, I really am an adult!”

Red only gave a cold laugh at Letia’s words, returning the same sentence she had once said to him.

“It would be better to explain that to the police and see if they believe your story.”

Letia clicked her tongue, then lay on the Sofa, swinging her legs out of sheer boredom.

Red hadn’t expected her to be of any help anyway, so he got busy on his own.

But after a while, Red realized that Letia had somehow entered the Kitchen as well.

Looking at the petite but very capable girl beside him, Red asked with some confusion.

“What are you doing?”

“I was just a bit bored, so I came to help.”

To this, Letia simply shrugged and spoke in a lazy tone.

“Anyway, you already know I can cook. There’s no one else here, so I can’t be bothered to hide it. Let’s eat early and go to sleep early.”

“Fair enough.”

Red understood Letia’s meaning.

When he originally learned to cook from her, one of the most important points—which had to be kept secret—was that no one else could know she knew how to cook.

According to her, if others found out, she would definitely be forced to become the Head Chef of Dawnblade, which she naturally refused to do.

However, at that moment, Red suddenly realized something was wrong.

“Wait, what did you mean just now?”

Red’s eyes widened.

“You aren’t planning to stay here, are you!?”

“Why not? I brought my change of clothes with me. Why would I bring clothes if I wasn’t staying?”

At this point, a devious smile appeared on Letia’s face.

“Just so you know, Litt agreed.”