Absolute Loser Becomes The Pleasure King Using Satan System

Chapter 100: 100.Beneath the surface-4

​"Ah, Mylo, dear, that would be imposing on you too much..."

​"Please, I’d really like to."

​"Uh, but... why don’t we ask her?"

​"Yes! Hey, Aaina, would you like to come eat dinner at my place tonight? I can guarantee the food’s going to be amazing."

​She stared at him sharply before answering.

"If you’re requesting it so much... then I won’t mind coming."

​"That’s my good girl." Mylo happily stroked her head.

​"Hey! Don’t call me a good girl!"

​"Hmm? Are you not a good girl?"

​"I am, but don’t say that out loud!"

​"Hahaha!" He laughed out loud.

​Turning toward Uncle Joe, he saw the old man looking softly over at Aaina.

​"Don’t worry, I’ll walk her back home afterward."

​"Ah, no, I know you’ll take care of her. Should I drop her off when Mrs. Danzy comes in the evening?"

​"Yeah, I might get back a little late. You can just send her over with Meha."

​"As you say. Now, Aaina, make sure to thank him, okay? I won’t let you off the hook until you do," Uncle Joe called out gently.

​Aaina looked at Mylo before her lips parted slowly.

"Thank you for the chocolates... and for the pastry too."

​Chuckling, Mylo asked teasingly, "So, are we at least friends now, or what?"

​"You... you again!"

She looked at him, blushing red, before stomping her foot and walking away.

"You’ll have to try a lot harder than that!"

​"Haha, well done. Take care, Uncle."

​"You too, Mylo. Take a good rest."

​Mylo was about to walk away when the last sentence caught his attention. Deciding not to overthink it, he shook his head, smiled at Uncle Joe, and made his way up toward his flat on the terrace.

​Uncle Joe watched him disappear into the elevator with a subtle smile. Walking back into the lobby, he sat down beside his granddaughter, Aaina Paint.

​"You’re going to eat it already?"

​"It’s your fault for dragging me here on an empty stomach."

​She opened the transparent plastic box. Bringing it close to her nose, she took a long sniff.

​"Aww, it smells so good! It’s probably freshly made."

​Energetically, she used the plastic spoon to cut off a small piece. Instantly, she put her palm over her cheek.

​"Mmm! This is so good! It’s sweet, and a little sour too! It’s so unique! I love it!"

​Uncle Joe looked over at his granddaughter, gently stroking her hair. "So, what do you think about Mylo?"

​"What? He’s... at least a good guy. No, just a decent guy." She continued to savor her precious, fluffy, creamy, sweet, and savory pastry.

​"That’s all? There must’ve been more things you noticed, right?"

​"Ehh... well, he appeared very exhausted. His shirt was torn and shredded under his coat. He also had a few bruises on his knuckles, and I even saw a little blood under his thumbnail. He probably got into some crazy fight."

​She tapped a finger under her chin, thinking deeper.

​"He was also unclear about how he felt toward us. Pity, sorrow, sadness, and happiness... everything was showing on his face from time to time. He’s probably not even clear about his own feelings. Well, he’s a bit of a nasty guy, but like I said... all things considered, he’s at least decent."

​"Wow, you really surpass my expectations. Well done."

​"Of course! Who do you think I am? So... what do you want me to do?" She took a big bite, leaving a bit of cream stuck to her upper lip.

​"Hmm? I don’t know what you’re talking about."

​"You sent me to his apartment building. You must have some kind of plan, right?"

​"No, I just wanted you to greet him. You liked him, right?"

​"I never said I liked him! Did you not hear me earlier? He’s just a decent guy!"

​"Haha! Then do whatever you want."

​"Grandpa... you really just wanted me to greet him? Are you sure? You don’t want me to do anything?"

​"You don’t need to overthink everything," Uncle Joe said, shaking his head with a smile.

​He swiped his thumb over her lip, wiping away the cream. Standing up, he walked back toward his duty.

​"Don’t make a mess. I’ll finish my work in a few minutes and then walk you home. Wait until then."

​Aaina continued to stare at her grandpa’s back. An irritated expression formed on her face before she decided to ignore it.

​The pastry was fresh. She decided prioritizing it was much more important.

​Her spoon dug back into the pastry, bringing another large bite to her mouth.

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Coming to his flat, the first thing Mylo did was take a deep, long bath, washing away all the dirt, mud, and dried blood on his skin.

​He discarded his torn shirt and soaked his pants for Meha to wash later.

​He considered throwing the boots away too, but decided against it. He cleaned them up for further use.

​They were only a tiny bit oversized. There was no need to waste money buying another pair.

​I only have five Golds left. Can’t believe it’s down to just five...

​Mylo knew he had to make money somehow. Fortunately, or unfortunately, he knew the perfect way to make fast cash in the City of Mirage.

​Entering his bedroom naked, he jumped straight onto the bed.

​The sensation of youth in the air almost brought him to tears. His body surrendered immediately to the soft texture of the mattress.

​"You’re not a bad place to sleep either..."

​He closed his eyes and spread his arms, remaining in that position for around fifteen minutes.

​After that, he forced his body to move and got ready for his meeting with Carey.

He took a look around kitchen, trying to get an idea of groceries he needed to buy.

As someone who had survived on fast food and homemade noodles for multiple years, he proudly gave up on that.

’’I’ll just ask Miss Chloe to come with me for shopping. Will be a good excuse to spend time with her.’’

Ofcourse he still had the quest in mind.

Although he had gotten closer with Tritia, he still held Miss Chloe in high regard. He realized that he had developed some sort of attachment for her.

After all she is kind, sweet, sincere, gentle, cute, and beautiful. She also has attractive figure. Her well rounded ass, curved and thin waist, her perfect sized breats and her hight is just perfectly compatible with me!

Mylo smiled to himself as he imagined about Miss Chloe.

However, his smiled stopped around the thought of her affair.

He surely had to do something about it! He can’t just leave everything to luck. He will have to make moves for himself!

...Well, we will see what happens!

Realizing he was wasting time as his personality was slipping, he shook his head and focused on the task at hand.

​The long coat was swapped for a leather jacket. Putting the manga volume and his college materials inside his storage, he left his flat.

​He was hoping he would find a good spot to read the manga later.

​He knew the area around the docks where Carey had asked him to come. Leaving the apartment building, he headed in that direction.

​As he walked, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm from the side and pulled him into an alley between two buildings.

​He swung his hand, freeing himself before he could be shoved against the wall.

​"It’s me," Carey said, putting a finger over Mylo’s mouth.

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