Chapter 178: The Girl Who Stole His Composure
A prostitute is a lady who sells her body to those who have sold their morals.
But Zane wasn’t one of them.
He hadn’t sold his morals.
However, Milo didn’t know anything about it and shared that Zane was a regular visitor of the women who live around his home.
The only women that lived around his home were prostitutes. Hena knew that.
So it didn’t give Hena the best impression of Zane.
To make Milo stop talking, he knocked on the bathroom door and brought up the topic of clothes.
But Hena addressed him as a regular customer and Zane couldn’t even refute that without exposing that he was hearing their talks.
So he acted oblivious.
But Hena wasn’t done.
"Nice try." She said.
Zane frowned.
"Sorry?"
"Nice try bringing her clothes as an excuse..."
Hena paused.
Zane gulped.
I don’t like where this is going.
His thoughts proved right as Hena deemed the act of Zane bringing Milo’s clothes as an excuse...
"To peek at my body."
To see her naked.
"Wha-No!" Zane let go of Milo’s clothes.
They fell outside the door.
"If I wanted to see you I would have chosen the window! Heck, I would have used Milo as an excuse to see you. I am not interested in you. Come out fast. Don’t use all the water. There are others too!"
Zane emptied his vocabulary and without waiting for a reply, he stormed downstairs right to the basement.
Hena and Milo watched each other in silence and the next second...
"Hfft.. Hahaha."
Both of them bursted in laughter.
Hena was kidding again and this was the first time she actually laughed.
Zane and Milo brought out this side of her.
She was surprised to hear her own laughter.
It’s been so long since I heard it.
She smiled and engaged with Milo in more conversations.
Though, she agreed with the fact that there were too many people and she couldn’t hog all the water.
So she would keep it to the minimum.
And by minimum...
———
Hena and Milo came out from the bathroom after one hour.
Milo wore the new clothes which was a black skirt and black small shoes.
She flaunted it to Hena and the former Crown clapped.
Hena, though, wore her old dress.
Milo didn’t say anything about it as she believed Hena was too poor to afford a different dress.
The little girl knew the feeling.
So she patted Hena’s head.
"It will be fine." She said.
Hena didn’t mind but her eyes certainly found a tear.
"Yes. It will be fine."
Both girls came back to the basement and without sparing Hena a glance, Zane left the place right away.
"Strange. Is he angry about that?" Hena wondered. "I was only joking though."
"You joke with a straight face so people don’t get it." Milo said.
Hena twitched.
"Is that so?"
Milo nodded and went to her favorite uncle.
Tesla.
"See my new dress?" Milo flaunted her dress to him.
Tesla picked her up. "You are so adorable."
He and Draxus had finished their fight and Hena went to sit beside her bodyguard.
Jammy was busy checking out the stick he brought and Xavier was busy with his Death in Hellven.
And since they were busy with their weapons, it was time for Zane to do the same.
He went to the bathroom and locked the door.
The place smelled of flowers and as he focused on the smell, the images of Hena bathing formed in his mind.
He shook his head once more.
Goddammit. Why the hell does she take my mind?
[ You are a young man. This is the least normal thing you could face right now. ]
Oh yeah? Then why didn’t those women around my home make me feel such things?
[ It’s all about preferences. If you go down to it, Hena is pretty and if someone like her stays close, of course you will feel this way. Just don’t give in to lust and lose the sight of your goals. ]
Zane let out a tired sigh.
What are we even talking about?
He shook his head and sat on the small stool in the bathroom.
He then brought out the two weapons and placed them on the ground.
They were still in the Phoenix Cage and Zane wasn’t sure if he should take them out.
I can bring the Vellum Razor but the Bedrock Piston might break the floor if I take it out.
Zane thought for a while.
Can I merge them like this? While they are still in the box?
[ You can. ]
But if I merge them like this, what if the bedrock piston remains this same small size?
[ It won’t. Conflux always takes the original size into account. Moreover, if you merge them as they are now then you would be merging the two Phoenix Cages, the Piston and the Razor. Four items together. The result should be something to look forward to. ]
I hope so. I brought them keeping the merge in mind after all. Strength and sharpness. Exactly what I needed in my weapon.
The system said nothing and Zane also wasted no time.
Merge all of them.
He gave the command.
[ Command Accepted! ]
[ One Merge Point Consumed! ]
The items vibrated in front of Zane’s eyes and since he watched it too many times, he didn’t leave the stool.
He simply watched it with sparkling eyes.
I will never get bored of this.
He opened the tap to make sure no noise reached outside.
Water fell down in the bucket, it wasn’t in a good speed and volume but it was enough to hide the noise of the vibrating weapons.
Soon enough, all of them hovered in the air, rotating and coming closer.
The two boxes touched each other in midair as the feathers covered them in a ball.
The ball of feathers circled and Zane wasn’t able to see what was happening inside.
Nevertheless, he trusted Conflux and waited.
The sound increased, it was metallic and harsh to the ears but Zane had heard the worse.
The ball of the feathers rotated at a high speed and it became impossible for Zane’s eyes to see what was really happening.
However, it didn’t last long.
After thirty seconds, everything stopped and in Zane’s hands...
THUP!
His weapon fell.
