Chapter 135: Don’t you understand what men like?

Letia lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling above her, her eyes slightly unfocused, her thoughts drifting endlessly.

After pondering for a while, she opened the bag.

Inside, as expected, were several sets of intimate clothing.

Among them was a set Red had bought for her.

“Forget it, forget it… Can’t forget the remuneration I owe Red.”

Letia gave up thinking, picked up the set of underwear Red had bought for her, and held it up against her body to compare.

It was a decent fit, and the fabric felt pretty nice to the touch.

“I’ll just wear this one.”

Letia took out the pair of white stocking panties that Hera had given her before, from her cabinet.

Actually, the one she received wasn’t of any special design.

As for the special one… she had bought that herself on a whim.

The reason?

Maybe… it really was just a playful impulse to “live in the moment?”

Letia glanced at that piece of clothing and muttered quietly.

She took off her clothes and stood in front of the mirror.

The figure reflected there carried the distinct traits of a character blessed by this novel world—a face so exquisitely crafted it seemed almost sculpted.

It was the classic kind of petite loli character from the two-dimensional world.

This face carried a natural, lovable charm.

A slight lift of the lips into a faint, elusive smile was enough to catch anyone’s attention.

Even if her body was somewhat underdeveloped, her adorable little face made up for it perfectly.

Though her figure was still immature and hadn’t fully grown, that unique, slightly mischievous cuteness became her most prominent label, radiating a youthful energy belonging to her age.

As long as she ignored her “couch potato” aura, she would definitely attract the gaze of those strange uncles.

“Sigh… If only it were a bit bigger.”

Honestly, even Letia herself couldn’t help but feel dissatisfied with her flat body.

But even if the body was lacking, didn’t mean everything else was.

Letia’s lips curled into a playful smirk.

After putting on all the intimate clothing Red had chosen for her, she added a layer of white stockings on top.

Then she picked up the Recording Crystal, facing the mirror.

“Click!”

Looking at this snow cone photo, Letia’s smile grew even brighter.

The angle in the photo was caught just at a very delicate spot; just a little higher and something forbidden might have been revealed.

But the angle was perfectly stuck at this tantalizing spot, neither up nor down… truly teasing.

After taking the photo with the Recording Crystal, Letia looked over the result again and nodded in satisfaction.

“Heh… I might not really understand what it means to like someone, but don’t I at least know what men like?”

***

The next day arrived.

Inside the Riverside Tavern, Mason lay slumped over the table, completely listless.

Red sat beside him, and, seeing this scene, looked at Tos with some confusion.

“What’s wrong with him?”

Tos let out a sigh.

“That’s a long story… To put it simply, he thought that Roleplay Shop we went to last time was a lot of fun, so he wanted to go back and try being a repeat customer…”

Listening to Tos ramble on, not knowing how long he’d go on, Red hurriedly cut in.

“Stop, stop, can you just get to the point?”

“Oh, he ended up ordering his own sister at the shop.”

The three at the table fell into an awkward silence.

Red suddenly remembered what service Mason had ordered on his first visit.

Princess Roleplay.

Did that mean, on his second visit, he ordered the same service and… ended up with Monica…

Hiss~

Why did that feel so horrifying the more he thought about it?

Red didn’t dare think further and quickly changed the subject.

“Have you guys seen Letia?”

“No,” Tos shook his head.

“Why, you looking for her?”

“I made an appointment with her to meet here yesterday. There’s a private matter I need to handle.”

Of course, the “private matter” referred to the remuneration Letia promised yesterday.

But there was no way Red would tell Tos and Mason that.

What if his good brothers got jealous and tried to steal his treasure?

“I get the feeling you two are hiding something…”

Tos swept a suspicious glance at Red, but Red only shook his head calmly.

“No, really, it’s just a private matter we need to discuss.”

Just as Tos was about to probe further, Letia walked into the Riverside Tavern.

When she saw Red, she jogged over to the three of them.

She looked at Tos and the listless Mason, then at Red, before leaning close to Red’s ear and whispering very quietly.

“The snow cone you wanted, it’s in this little bag.”

As she spoke, she handed over a small bag.

Whether it was intentional or not, her voice, though soft, was clearly overheard by Tos.

He immediately craned his neck, wanting to see what exactly was in Red’s bag.

But Red was just as alert.

Noticing Tos’s gaze, he quickly stashed the bag away.

Once Letia left, Tos grinned and hurried over, clapping Red firmly on the shoulder.

“Brothers should share everything, right? So… can you let me see what kind of snow cone it is?”

Not a chance.

There was no way Red would show Letia’s photo to Tos.

Partly out of respect for her privacy, and… he had to admit, Letia’s angles and skills at taking photos were truly something—every photo he’d gotten from her was a work of art.

So naturally, Red guarded the little bag closely, never giving Tos a chance to reach for it.

“Hey, hey, hey… Red, have you forgotten all these years of brotherhood between us?”

“Brothers are meant to be sold out.”

“I’ll trade you ten premium white stocking crystal discs.”

“Not even if you gave me a hundred,” Red shot Tos a look.

“Besides, you already have so many collections, do you really care about my one genuine snow cone photo?”

“Red, you just don’t get it…”

Tos adjusted his nonexistent glasses like a wise sage.

“No matter how beautiful the women in those discs are, they’re all fake, not real. People you’ll never meet in your life.

“But Letia is different. She’s right here with us, really real! How can a few discs compare?”

By the end, Tos had pulled out ten more discs.

With ten in each hand, he bowed nearly ninety degrees to Red.

“Please, just let me take one look! Just one look!”

Seeing Tos act like this, Red could only sigh helplessly.

“I have to check how revealing it is first.”

If it was too revealing, there was no way he’d let Tos see it.

As he said, even though Letia gave him the photo, he still had to respect her privacy, right?

So, Red opened the little bag and glanced at the photo inside.

After a long moment, he closed the bag expressionlessly and met Tos’s hopeful gaze.

“Well? Can I see it?”

“You can, you can, but hand over those twenty discs first.”

“Deal!”

Tos cheerfully handed over the discs.

Red opened the bag and pulled out the photo to show.

In those few seconds as the photo was revealed, Tos could feel his heartbeat speeding up.

And then…

He saw a snow cone.

The edible kind.

“Red! My pants were halfway off and this is what you show me!?”

“Hey, you tell me, is this a snow cone or not? If you want to complain, go find Letia. She gave it to me!”

“But you’re the one who took my discs! Give them back!”

“They’re in my pocket now, no way you’re getting them back!”

The two of them butted heads like bulls, neither willing to back down.

At this moment, Mason, who had been slumped over the table, finally spoke.

“How about… Red, check if there’s anything else in the bag?”

“Oh, alright.”

Red opened the bag again and, after feeling around for a while, found a hard object.

From the feel of it, it was a Recording Crystal.

“There really is something else?”

Tos was stunned, but after Red took out the Recording Crystal, he immediately put on a look of utter resignation.

“But there’s no way to play it here, we’ll have to watch it at home.”

“Damn it!”

Tos pounded the floor in frustration.

He’d lost twenty premium discs, only to end up with a photo of a snow cone to show for it.

What a loss!