Chapter 86

Luolin returned to his room, but to prevent any strange accidents from happening, he still knocked on the door.

There was no response from inside.

"It's me, Luolin. I'm back. Can I come in now?"

Luolin stood at the door and asked. Only then did he finally get a response from inside.

"Master, you're back!"

Without waiting for the other party to open the door, Luolin, having received a response, opened the door himself.

Nothing unexpected happened. Well, of course—if there had been an accident, Ailuka would have already thrown him out.

The only person visible in the room was Shirna; there was no sign of Ailuka.

"Where's Ailuka?"

Shirna thought for a moment.

"Miss Ailuka seemed to have gone out just now and hasn't returned yet."

Shirna said, and only then did Luolin nod.

Gone out? But where could that person go at this late hour? However, Luolin didn't think much about it now—Ailuka wasn't a child anymore.

"Mm."

Luolin made a soft sound in response, then walked to the bed and took off his shoes.

Shirna stood to the side but never left.

"Why are you staring at me? Go to your own room."

This temporary room was divided into three sections, though there were no doors—only partitions separating them.

All because of lack of money.

Luolin somewhat regretted his decision to return all twenty-two gold coins to Xixizi just to show he had backbone.

But regretting it now was useless. If he wanted to improve his quality of life, he would just have to work hard on commissions.

"..."

Shirna was silent for a while but still stood there looking at Luolin. Only after Luolin urged her several more times did she walk away.

Luolin felt somewhat strange about it, but he didn't delve deeper into it. He lay down on the bed alone and closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, Luolin's eyes narrowed slightly, but he felt something strange on his body—first a stroking sensation, then a chill on his body.

"!"

The cold brought by his clothes being removed startled Luolin awake. Looking closely, he saw Shirna sitting on top of him, her hands unbuttoning his shirt.

"Ah!"

Luolin shouted, and Shirna was also startled by Luolin's reaction.

"Wah!"

Shirna raised her head abruptly and ended up hitting the edge of the bed frame.

"You—what are you doing? Why are you sitting on me?"

Luolin asked. Shirna covered her head.

"Didn't Master want Shirna to take the initiative to serve you?"

Shirna asked. Luolin quickly denied it.

"No, no I didn't!"

Luolin shouted.

"Now, get off me."

Luolin spoke again, his commanding tone leaving Shirna unable to resist. She obediently moved off Luolin's body, her 36D chest rising and falling, revealing her inner unease.

Luolin also gasped a few times. What the hell was all this?

"Shirna, what exactly do you want to do?"

Luolin felt that even if he told Shirna to leave now, she would very likely come running back. In fact, this wasn't the first time.

Faced with Luolin's questioning, Shirna lowered her head.

"Shirna just wants to repay Master, that's all."

Shirna said weakly.

"Because of Shirna, Master, you have to give part of the money you earn to that woman, right? And you also have to provide Shirna with food, shelter, clothes..."

Shirna remembered these things very clearly in her heart.

"And Master has always been giving Shirna the same food as you all."

Because Luolin usually treated Shirna so well—at least that's what Shirna believed—but Shirna felt she couldn't repay anything.

"The person who educated Shirna said that the most basic thing one can repay their master with is their own body."

Shirna said.

Therefore, this was all she could do.

"What kind of values are these!"

Luolin slapped his forehead. Was this what this girl was thinking about all the time?

"Shirna, listen, I actually haven't gotten nothing from you..."

Luolin said. There was still favorability, though there was one thing—Luolin couldn't get even a single point of resentment value from Shirna.

Yes, not even a little.

This made Luolin somewhat depressed.

But bringing Shirna along was the only option. The slave mark had already been imprinted, so Luolin couldn't just abandon Shirna.

Shirna lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Seeing this, Luolin didn't know what else to say. He reached out his hand and placed it on Shirna's head. A relieved expression appeared on Shirna's face.

"Master..."

Shirna looked at Luolin's face and said, as if she had already engraved Luolin in the deepest part of her heart.

Then, she took Luolin's hand from her head and, under Luolin's shocked gaze, placed it on her chest.

"..."

Luolin didn't react for a moment.

"Doesn't this feel more comfortable to touch than hair?"

Shirna asked, tilting her head.

She's way too naturally airheaded!