Because Red needed to guard against that troublemaker Tos, he returned home immediately after getting his hands on the goods.
After making sure Tos hadn’t followed him, he looked at the Recording Crystal in his hand, falling into silent contemplation.
To be honest, knowing Letia as he did, there was no way she’d stop at just this kind of prank—she most likely set up another trap inside the Recording Crystal.
For example… that last time, with the White Stockings Bishop.
Damn it, even now, Red couldn’t figure out why Otto was wearing White Stockings in his room.
That was exactly why he needed to be extra cautious—who knew, the first thing he saw after turning on the Recording Crystal might be something truly shocking, like nude shots of his three best friends or something.
Just the thought made his brain tremble, let alone actually seeing it.
Red took a deep breath and inserted the Recording Crystal.
However, against his expectations, everything seemed perfectly normal.
The room in the video was indeed Letia’s bedroom.
At that moment, the girl on the screen was wearing the lingerie he had bought her on her upper body, but her lower half… couldn’t be seen.
But with the way the camera wobbled, Red seemed to catch a crucial clue—he could see from the side of her thigh that Letia… wasn’t wearing panties.
“Gulp… No way?”
Did she really go that far?
She used to pay back her debts with suggestive videos—did she finally grow a conscience and just go all out this time?
Red’s hopeful gaze fell on the Recording Crystal once more.
The picture wobbled, then suddenly blacked out as if a segment had been cut.
The viewpoint now was fixed on the floor, at an angle from behind Letia.
Looking at those enticing White Stockings, Red felt his mouth go dry.
All the resentment he had after being dragged into the Lingerie Shop by Letia vanished completely.
Just seeing this much was already enough, wasn’t it?
But it seemed the video wasn’t over yet.
With a series of faint, rustling sounds, Red saw that the panties he had chosen for Letia had slipped down to her calves.
And as if she really wanted to show off the panties hanging at her calves, she even stretched out her foot, bringing it just a little closer to the lens.
Meanwhile, the viewpoint started to slowly rise… until, just as it was about to reach that mysterious triangle zone, the screen abruptly blacked out and Letia’s teasing voice rang out.
“If you want to see the rest, you’ll have to pay~”
“You little—!”
Red was so mad he nearly jumped off his stool.
See, wasn’t he right?
Letia really was just a pure tease—not selling, just tempting him like this.
Now he couldn’t even tell if this deal was worth it or not.
***
Outside Red’s bedroom, Litt was listening closely at the door, thoroughly satisfied as she nodded to herself.
As expected, she really enjoyed living in the moment like this.
Whether she’d be happy in the future was a problem for the future.
Right now, teasing Red was the most fun thing to do.
Thinking this, she knocked on Red’s bedroom door and called inside.
“Lunch is almost ready, Red, what are you doing in there?”
“Oh! Nothing, nothing!”
Red’s slightly panicked reply came immediately from inside, along with the faint hum of a crystal’s glow fading out and the sound of hurried shuffling.
A moment later, the door creaked open.
Red still had a trace of panic on his face and his eyes wandered, trying his best to act calm as he stepped out.
“I’ll be right down, give me a second.”
After clearing away the evidence of his crime and packing up the Recording Crystal, Red finally opened the door and returned to the living room.
The two sat across from each other at the dining table.
Litt laid out the steaming dishes one by one with graceful, fluid movements, but her sharp gaze instantly caught Red’s distracted air.
But watching this, the corners of her lips lifted in an almost unnoticeable smile.
“Red,” Litt spoke softly, forcibly dragging Red’s drifting mind back.
“The inventory at our shop was basically cleaned out by those three clients yesterday. If we want to keep the shop open, we’ve got to have something to sell, right?”
Red snapped back to his senses and instinctively replied, “Ah, well… I could just use Magic to create more—”
“No.”
Litt cut him off decisively, her tone gentle but utterly firm.
She leaned forward slightly, eyes fixed on Red as if she could see right through him.
“But that would use up too much of your Magic, wouldn’t it?”
She stated it flatly, not as a question, shutting down that option entirely.
“…It does use up quite a bit.”
Red scratched his head, unable to argue.
“Exactly. So…”
Litt picked up her spoon, gently stirring her soup as a composed and gentle smile spread across her face.
“The most important thing right now is to find a reliable, temporary supplier to tide us over.”
“But who do we ask?”
Red felt foggy, still somewhat muddled and unable to think straight.
All he could think about were White Stockings, dangling panties, and whatever surprise Letia had in store with her mysterious packaging.
Truly, alcohol and lust do people no good.
Starting tomorrow, I’m giving up alcohol.
“Of course we ask Bishop Otto,” Litt continued with a smile.
“Now that he’s working with us, he’d be happy to help with something this small.”
“That makes sense.”
Red nodded in agreement.
“Good, let’s eat, then.”
Litt nodded in satisfaction, smiling like an angel guiding a lost child back onto the right path.
“After lunch, we’ll go to the Sacred Heart Monastery and find Bishop Otto. Earn a bit more now, enjoy a bit more later—there’s no going wrong with that.”
***
Afternoon arrived.
Sunlight streamed through the ornate stained glass windows of Otto’s home, casting a kaleidoscope of color on the floor.
Red and Litt came to the door and knocked softly.
“Bishop Otto, I hope we’re not disturbing your afternoon rest.”
Because Red was present, Litt kept her attitude toward Otto quite respectful.
“Come in.”
Otto’s steady, gentle voice came from inside.
Red and Litt pushed open the door and entered, seeing Otto seated behind his large desk, the same sharp insight in his eyes as ever.
His gaze first landed on Litt, then shifted to Red behind her, with just the right amount of surprise and welcome on his face.
“Oh? Sister Litt and Mr. Red?”
Otto put down his quill.
“What a rare guest. You two must be here on urgent business?”
“Yes, Bishop Otto.”
Litt bowed her head slightly, respectfully.
“Sorry to bother you, but we have a favor to ask. Yesterday, our shop’s inventory was all but emptied by several clients. We’re facing a shortage, so we wanted to ask if you could provide some new stock to help us through this critical time.”
She really like having her cake and eating it to.
“Truly, alcohol and lust do people no good.
Starting tomorrow, I’m giving up alcohol.”
That line really got me lol.