Chapter 29: Good Brothers

“So,” Tos looked at Red’s current state and couldn’t help but come up with a good idea.

“Come with me to a place. There might be something there that can help you.”

Seeing Tos acting so mysteriously, Red scratched his head in confusion.

“What kind of good stuff? Just say it straight.”

“Heh, this kind of thing isn’t meant to be talked about in broad daylight.”

Tos clapped a hand on Red’s shoulder, and together they walked out onto the street.

“So, where exactly are you taking me?”

“Just follow me.”

Under Tos’s lead, the two of them entered a narrow alley.

The alley was very hidden; if you weren’t looking carefully, you’d never notice it.

“This is it. Let’s go inside.”

Saying that, Tos walked in, and Red, still clueless, could only follow behind.

Inside the alley was dark, but there was no garbage or clutter around, as if someone had deliberately kept it clean.

After about fifty meters, the space suddenly opened up.

Red looked around and saw Succubi on the street, dressed provocatively and wearing seductive expressions, some even batting their eyelashes at him.

Seeing this, Red didn’t hesitate—he immediately turned to leave.

“Hey, hey, hey! What do you think you’re doing?”

“So this ‘good idea’ you mentioned is just to take me to a brothel?”

Red looked at Tos with a dark expression.

“You know I’m not that kind of guy.”

“Where are your thoughts going?”

Tos rolled his eyes and retorted, “Don’t be so worked up. This place isn’t just about women. Just come with me.”

Since Tos insisted, Red had no choice but to trust his good friend for the moment.

Soon, Tos pushed open the door to a shop.

Red peeked inside and was surprised to find the store was filled with books, and the clerk was dressed quite normally.

So it wasn’t the kind of place he’d imagined.

“Boss lady, got any new releases lately?”

“Not yet.”

“That’s a shame…”

Tos sighed, then turned to Red.

“This is a place that sells good books. You can pick out a few that you like.”

“So…”

Red’s mouth twitched slightly.

“Where’s the solution you promised to my Litt problem?”

“These books will help you ‘release,’ and if you do it enough, you can temporarily forget your troubles and enjoy pure pleasure. Isn’t that a way to solve an awkward problem?”

Tos said earnestly.

“As long as you don’t feel awkward, then the one who’s embarrassed is her.”

“…I really can’t rely on you.”

“So, are you buying or not?”

“Why would I buy this crap!”

Seeing Red turn to leave, Tos pretended to flip through the books.

“This white silk is something else.”

“…Damn.”

“Why are you back again?”

“It’s only natural for a gentleman to enjoy the pleasures of life. Not giving?”

Although it’s impossible to truly forget troubles just by ‘releasing’ often, a good book can indeed change a person.

Especially since this white silk is pretty strong.

“Boss, wrap up these few books for me.”

“Thanks for your patronage.”

Since these books were a bit shady, the shopkeeper wrapped them tightly in yellow paper and handed them to Red.

“So in the end, you still have no solution, right?”

“If I had a solution, would I still be single?”

“You really are my best bro.”

Red silently gave Tos the middle finger.

***

Although there was no real solution, Red still took the good books home.

“Come to think of it, Litt should still be at the monastery…”

Red set the yellow-paper-wrapped books aside, then walked into the kitchen.

“She even left me lunch.”

Looking at the note on the lunch, Red felt a bit touched.

From this small detail, it was clear Litt wasn’t really mad at him.

“What a good girl… no, angel.”

Red sighed, then went into the bathroom to wash the sweat off.

The weather had been scorching lately; even just walking outside left him drenched in sweat.

Not washing up made him feel uncomfortable.

Creak…

After Red entered the bathroom, the door to the room was pushed open.

A girl wearing a nun’s habit rushed into the living room.

That person was Litt.

“Otto almost forgot to give me the Apocryphon…”

Litt scanned the living room and quickly spotted the square object wrapped in yellow paper on the cabinet.

That must be the Apocryphon Otto gave her.

Without hesitation, Litt grabbed it and then hurried out.

“Hm?”

Red, freshly showered, poked his head out of the bathroom.

He naturally heard the footsteps in the living room and saw Litt’s figure running out the door.

“Did she forget something?”

After spending a few minutes drying off and getting dressed, Red returned to the living room, ready to pick up his books and start reading.

But the books he had placed on the cabinet were gone.

“Hm?”

At that moment, Red felt an uneasy feeling rising in his chest.

He immediately turned his gaze toward the coffee table.

There… quietly lying there was a book also wrapped in yellow paper.

“Damn!!”

***

At the same time, Litt brought the “Apocryphon” onto the street.

She was now Litt, not Letia, so if she wanted to investigate the Granney Chamber of Commerce, she naturally had to be able to protect herself.

Using Letia’s abilities might expose her true identity.

So when she was attacked by those thieves last night, she had Otto craft a new weapon overnight—one that could be adapted to her white-cleric identity.

That was the Apocryphon in her hands.

This way, if any sudden situation arose, she could protect herself using Litt’s abilities.

Only as a last resort would she consider using her original powers.

It wasn’t that she wanted to play dumb and hide her strength; it was just that her former identity as a Combat Nun in the Tribunal was too conspicuous.

She was the only Combat Nun in all of Night Bright Town.

If someone investigated, they’d figure it out immediately.

“Hey?”

After walking for a while, Litt arrived in front of a lavish Western-style villa and knocked heavily on the door.

“Otto, are you awake?”

“It’s midday, why so impatient, Pastor Letia?”

The villa door opened, revealing a blond man holding a cup of black tea, looking very relaxed.

“Want to come in for a bit?”

Faced with Otto’s invitation, Litt silently took a step back, looking a bit disdainful.

“Please speak normally. I want the intelligence on the Granney Chamber of Commerce.”

Litt considered herself lazy, sure, but never reckless.

She always prepared carefully.

Before, Red had helped her handle things, running errands for Dawn’s Edge.

Now that she had to do everything herself, it was a bit troublesome.