"A smiling tiger, huh? I get it."
"Right... though Miss Acheron's outfit is a little too revealing."
"..."
"Wouldn't she be treated like a weirdo outside? I feel like she should put on—"
"Firefly."
Liu Bai pressed a hand to Firefly's shoulder and looked her in the eyes, his tone serious.
"Y-Yes! Is something wrong?"
"Everyone has their reasons for dressing the way they do—don't meddle, okay?"
If you put clothes on her, where was he supposed to get his fill of slender waists and long legs?
...Though Little Gui could provide black stockings and long legs too.
But then his nutrition would be unbalanced.
"Huh? I-Is that so? That does seem to make sense?"
Something about this felt a little off.
"That's exactly it."
Liu Bai released Firefly's shoulder.
"Good night."
"O-Okay, good night... um, I hope you have sweet dreams, Mr. Liu Bai."
Firefly retreated to her room with a faint blush on her face.
Seeing this, Liu Bai returned to his own room and took out Yelan's Lifeline Threads skill book to begin studying it.
Of Yelan's skill books, archery had the lowest learning priority for him.
Although the belief that archers were weak in close combat had been corrected by the power of drawn bows, in reality, aside from those things in the Moon World that wore the skin of archers—or were simply conceptual archers—
In other supernatural settings, saying that archers were weak in melee was still perfectly correct.
The more specialized an archer was, the weaker she was in close quarters. In normal worlds, even medieval greatswords only weighed three kilograms. Melee combat was all slashing, chopping, thrusting, and stabbing. Once an archer was strong enough, the difference was not that great.
But in supernatural worlds, swords weighing hundreds of kilograms and clubs weighing