Chapter 17

Can you elope with me?

Such words were just casual remarks to me.

The man I asked probably didn't expect such an answer. He paused for a moment, then replied in a serious tone that sounded very earnest:

"Of course, where would you like to go?"

Before I could answer, Milluki roared, "Hey, are you tired of living? This is—"

He almost blurted out "Zoldyck"—I even heard the first syllable—but Milluki swallowed it back and instead said:

"My older brother won't let you get away with this!"

The man, who had just been speaking seriously, suddenly chuckled, raised his hand, took a step back, and said in a casual, nonchalant manner:

"Don't worry, it's just a joke. Your sister-in-law is very beautiful..."

As he spoke, he whistled at me: "But it's not my type, she looks like she'd cry too much—"

After making that sarcastic remark, he revealed a smug smile, slowly put his hands in his pockets, and strolled away. After taking a couple of steps, he didn't forget to turn back and give a provocative look.

Milluki's expression was not good; he seemed to wish he could pull something out of the small box he carried with him and give it to the other person.

But he didn't make a move; he just watched the other person walk away angrily.

I didn't do anything either.

"Aren't you angry?" Milluki asked angrily after the guy had walked away. "That guy's eyes, and what he said—"

This question made me laugh.

“No,” I said, “compared to Illumi, what he said was completely harmless.”

“Besides,” I thought for a moment, “getting angry won’t help, will it? You can feel it too, right? That guy has an unusual aura, which is why he’s holding back from making a move.”

Mi Ji snorted, cursed something, and hurriedly tried to salvage his dignity:

"If I bring that newly developed weapon, he'll definitely have no choice but to go to hell and repent for what he said!"

"Forget it," I shook my head. "...He was dragged into our game for no reason, and he didn't get angry. He just took a few verbal advantage and left. He's already been very kind. Don't even think about turning the tables on him."

Mi Ji opened his mouth, as if to speak but then stopped. He held his mouth open for a long time, unable to think of a rebuttal, and finally could only bite the bullet and say:

"He shouldn't have messed with us!"

“Oh, ‘we’,” I shrewdly seized the key word and seized the opportunity, smiling as I said, “Young Master Miji is so forgiving; I haven’t even apologized for what happened earlier, and you’re already willing to forgive me?”

He wanted to argue.

I stopped him and said without saying a word, "Okay, I understand, we've made up. Now let's go to the next stop!"

...Then, half-heartedly and reluctantly, Milluki was urged by me to take a taxi to the hotel where he was staying.

He booked two penthouse suites. As soon as I took the room key he gave me and swiped it to open the door, Milluki ushered me inside and fiddled with the lock.

I couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

While busy at work, Milluki said without looking up, "Installing sensors and the second lock... Don't even think about sneaking away while I'm not looking!"

Although I had expected it, and Illumi must have been prepared to let Milluki take me out, I still felt uneasy after witnessing his actions firsthand.

"...Couldn't you have waited until I was asleep before doing these little things? Why did you have to lock me up in front of me? You ruined my good mood."

Milluki shifted the blame, saying, "If you have a problem with this, go find Illumi! He's the one who told me to do it! ...Besides, you haven't been very honest lately, so it's no wonder he's worried about you."

"I've always been honest!" I asserted.

Mi Ji sneered.

There's no point in talking about it anymore. I pouted, found a soft sofa, sat down, and rested for a while, then suddenly something occurred to me:

"If I call room service, will they be able to open the door?"

Miki said, "If needed, I'll check the surveillance footage and open the door for you. But don't even think about escaping!"

"...Can you please stop saying 'run away' all the time? I really just came out to have some fun. I'm really angry to be slandered for no reason," I protested.

He ignored me.

whispering sound.

Illumi, he's not even here, yet he still manages to spoil my mood. I can't even imagine how disastrous life would be if I married him.

So, as long as it's a Zoldyck, it's fine, right? Why did Mother insist on choosing Illumi? Couldn't she have chosen someone else?

Or was it because Illumi chose me first?

...But things have already come to this, there's no point in thinking about it anymore.

I wasn't going to make things difficult for myself, so I took out my phone, glanced at the time, and decided to take a shower and rest first, and think about it again tomorrow morning.

Oh, I haven't had dinner yet.

"Order me some food when you're done with your work," I called out to Milluki while refreshing my phone's feed.

He answered impatiently in the same way:

"Okay, okay—it's all set up. Wait in your room. Do you want the usual flavor? No cold food, not too many spices, and some fruit?"

"Yes... Oh, and I haven't been feeling like eating seafood lately."

"You have so many demands!" he snapped, getting angry again. "I'm not room service, call them yourself!"

I immediately changed my expression, turned to him, and smiled:

"Thank you for ordering for me, Second Brother~ You're so different from my eldest brother, you're so kind to me, I'll remember that."

He couldn't vent his anger; the words he was about to say stuck in his throat, and he mumbled them in silence.

Miji left, cursing and swearing, and the door lock closed automatically behind him.

I jumped off the sofa and tried to open the door. My hand had barely touched the lock when I heard Milluki's voice coming from somewhere:

"Hey, do you really want to die... Don't go against your brother."

I:"……"

After he said that sentence with unusual calmness, he didn't say anything more.

I was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "If we don't do it this way, we'll still die."

Illumi has clearly been trying to murder me.

The difference lies only in whether it is mental or physical.

However, it would be useless to say such things to Milluki. He might not understand, and even if he did, he wouldn't help me.

One thing I learned from all of them was that they were all the same, a group of people with nothing to look forward to.

So without thinking, I abandoned my plan to test the waters, returned to the sofa from in front of the door lock, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV screen.

I didn't have any shows I wanted to watch; I just wanted to add some sound to the empty room, so after turning on the TV, I quickly looked down at my phone and started playing with it, completely ignoring what was on the screen.

A little while later, Hisoka sent another message, asking: "Have you made up your mind yet?"

It should be a continuation of the conversation where he asked me last time if I wanted to "rekindle our old flame".

Honestly, I've already said I have a strong moral compass.

While thinking this, I turned on location services and sent him my location and room number:

Come, only tonight! Don't miss out!

—Anyway, he probably wouldn't happen to be in this vicinity.

I continued thinking indifferently.

The doorbell rang the next moment.

"Room service," the person outside the door said succinctly.

I closed the chat and walked towards the door, gripping the doorknob as I wondered if Milluki would actually help open it as he claimed.

Then I pressed down a little, and the door did open.

There were two waiters and a food cart standing outside the door, all dressed in standard hotel staff uniforms, but their expressions seemed a little off. I had just seen one of them before.

My gaze couldn't help but linger on him.

He saw me too, paused for a moment, then glanced at the room number and looked annoyed.

“This isn’t the right place, you’ve got the wrong one,” he said, turning to his companion beside him.

I felt something was off, but I still objected because I was hungry: "...I also ordered food here."

"This dinner wasn't prepared for you," said the eyebrowless man who had almost gotten into a fight with Milluki earlier, his tone not particularly polite.

...Is the service at this hotel really that bad?

They're even worse than the operators at Zoldyck.

No, he's clearly a Nen user, so why is he working as a waiter?

They must have ulterior motives.

Before I could even react, I heard a bewildered voice say, "Isn't this the one?"

—She is a waitress who accompanies men.

He was wearing glasses, didn't look much older than me, and seemed to react very slowly.

“No, this is 02, we need to go to 04,” the man replied.

After listening, the waitress said "Oh," then politely bowed to me, took her hands back on the handles of the food cart, and said:

"Excuse me, I went to the wrong place."

...and then he pushed the cart away.

I watched the man follow her away, the two of them disappearing into the distance, when Miki's voice suddenly rang out in a fit of rage:

"Stop looking! Go back now and close the door, or I'll keep calling the police!"

The man seemed to have heard the sound and turned around to look at me with interest. I calmly met his gaze, and he looked away.

Mi Ji was still rambling on about random things.

I thought for a moment, grabbed a bottle of wine from the counter, wedged it in the crack of the door, and then walked away nonchalantly.

Milluki broke down: "I told you I'd call the police if you don't lock the door—Ray! Ray! Come back!"

I don't.

I've already gone back to my room.

Miki roared angrily, "You wait—I'm coming right now! You'd better not have closed the door by then!"

It's as if he's going to rush in and beat me up.

I casually started playing on my phone again.

The door, which hadn't been closed, was pushed open at that moment.

I turned around and saw the waitress who had just left, clearly plotting some trouble.

She pushed open the door halfway and said to me amidst the noisy background music from the television:

Are you still hungry?

I:"……"

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