When People Collapse, They Only Love Valkyries

Friendship Points surged, but Otto had no time to care about that.

What occupied his mind was the "pretending-to-sleep girl."

Otto opened his eyes and could see Kiana's eyelids still shut, but her thin, translucent lashes trembled slightly.

Kiana was faking sleep.

If she weren't pretending, things would be awkward for both of them.

Because it would be hard to brush this off, and their future interactions would carry a hint of embarrassment.

So the best choice was for Kiana to keep up the act, and for both to pretend nothing had happened.

Otto's lips parted slightly from Kiana's.

He took a soft breath, studying Kiana's breathtaking sleeping face.

Then he pressed his lips to hers again, gently nibbling on her tempting thin lips, taking a bit more greedily.

Let me just.

Push a little further.

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The sleeping bug tastes pretty good.

Otto slowly closed the door to Kiana's room, then leaned his back against it, gazing at the empty living room.

"Does this count as a step forward in our relationship?"

He let out a soft chuckle, aware he was taking advantage of the situation. If this were Kiana after meeting Mei, she wouldn't be faking sleep—she'd have gotten up and beaten him half to death.

Is this the joy of being one step ahead?

It felt pretty good. Kiana's little mouth was really sweet.

"Cute little kitten, just slowly become mine, and turn into a firefly that shines only for me."

Without regret, Otto shook his head and hummed a tune as he went to get breakfast.

As for calling Kiana to eat, Otto figured she had no appetite in her current state.

The moment he closed the door, in the dim room, a pair of sapphire-blue eyes snapped open.

Kiana sat up, drawing her knees to her chest. Her gaze was vacant as she looked left, then right.

Then, in disbelief, she pressed her fingers to her lips.

Like a mask shifting, her fair face flushed crimson, her ears burning hot.

How dare he! How dare he!

She buried her face in her knees, but her fingers didn't leave her lips. The sensation of his touch seemed to linger, impossible to erase, as if branded there.

This was her first kiss!

She had been searching for Siegfried all this time and had never been in love. Her only hobby was probably admiring pretty girls.

She'd once imagined what her first kiss might be like—maybe with a long-haired, dark-haired young lady, or a stern, silent tomboy.

But she never expected it to be given to a man she'd known for less than a day!!!

And on top of that!

How dare he use his tongue!

Wasn't he afraid she'd wake up!

When Otto knocked, she was already awake. Having lived alone for years, Kiana was sensitive to her surroundings, easily startled by the slightest sound.

But she hadn't gotten out of bed yet when she heard Otto enter, and she instinctively pretended to sleep.

Yet she never imagined he'd ambush her, steal a kiss!

Damn it!

Kiana rolled around on the bed, her white hair tangling. After a while, she sprawled out, limbs splayed.

Staring at the ceiling, she murmured to herself.

"A place to belong?"

After finishing breakfast in the hotel restaurant, Otto picked up a newspaper and returned to his room.

He glanced at Kiana's closed door. That girl probably hadn't come out yet, and he didn't know when she'd cool off, but Otto didn't mind.

He lounged on the sofa, twisted open a bottle of Assam milk tea, and poured it into a cup.

No helping it—he didn't know how to brew tea.

He really wished Rita would come and make tea for This Bishop again.

Otto leaned back on the sofa, spreading out the newspaper in his hands, ready to see if there was anything interesting.

Just then, the communication terminal in his pocket buzzed.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Rita.

He had just been thinking about Rita, and now she sent him a message—could this be what they call a meeting of minds?

As expected, he and Rita were a perfect match.

Opening the message from Rita, she first asked about his health, then reported on the mission Otto had previously assigned her.

Raiden Ryoma had already been extracted from prison by her.

And then locked up in Schicksal's prison.

Efficient work, Otto praised inwardly. He also noticed there was a photo attached to the message.

In the photo, Rita, dressed in a maid outfit, stood in front of an iron fence, making a peace sign with her right hand. Behind the bars, Raiden Ryoma leaned against the wall with a look of utter despair.

Well, there was still hope for him when Cocolia threw him in jail—the Anti-Entropy conservatives would have broken him out.

But he never expected to end up in Schicksal's hands.

Getting out of here would be harder than reaching the heavens.

What bothered him even more was that being discovered by Schicksal meant every move Cocolia made was under their watch.

And that meant his daughter...

In short, he was completely hopeless.

Seeing Raiden Ryoma's expression, Otto smirked. He hoped this father-in-law would enjoy his stay in Schicksal's prison.

Then he manipulated the terminal to crop the photo.

He carefully cut out the part where Rita was making a peace sign and saved it.

With Raiden Ryoma in hand now, the trip to Changkong City was practically guaranteed. Even Theresa couldn't take Raiden Mei away.

Otto smiled, put down the terminal, and picked up a newspaper. As far as he remembered, nothing major had happened in Italy. The places to watch were Changkong City, Sky City, London, Singapore, and the like.

For now, he just needed to focus on Changkong City.

After all, besides Mei, there was something else there he had to obtain.

That was Karmic Retribution.

Though this legendary Divine Key hadn't been talked about much, it was an eternal god-tier weapon—a treasure Otto was determined to claim.

But Otto glanced at the system panel. The three main quests could also be completed in Changkong City.

That was to snatch Mei, capture Cocolia, and then kill Cocolia.

As for that scheming vixen Cocolia, Otto wouldn't hold back. If he let her go, it would be disrespecting his own life.

But why had the Friendship Points jumped by 300 after kissing Kiana?

Even when he touched Kiana's hand before, it was only 50.

Really strange.

Now Otto had 350 Friendship Points, enough for one friendship supply drop, but he chose to save up for a ten-pull and wait until he had free time.

Although the friendship supply drops in the game were garbage, the items in this system's pool might not be so ordinary.

If something like Judgment of Shamash, Feather of Dust, or Star of Eden ended up in there, Otto would drop dead on the spot for the system to see.

Time ticked by. He received a delivery from Schicksal, and before he knew it, it was nearly noon. Otto put down the newspaper he'd finished reading on the coffee table and was about to stretch when—

He heard the sound of a door opening.

Finally decided to come out?

"The little sleepyhead cat finally decided to get up?"

Otto looked at Kiana with a smile as she came out of her room. When Kiana saw him staring, she guiltily averted her gaze.

But then she thought, It was Otto who stole a kiss from me—why should I, the young lady, feel guilty?

So she looked back at him with a hint of resentment.

Still, she pretended nothing had happened, though her eyes kept drifting to Otto's lips—because it was that wretched mouth that had bitten her.

"Adorable little kitten, am I that good-looking?"

"I'm just a bit groggy."

Hearing Otto's voice, Kiana finally turned her head away and walked toward the bathroom.

As long as she didn't bring it up, it was like nothing had happened.

Next time she slept, she would definitely lock the door. She would never give that bastard another chance to strike!

Kiana vowed to herself.

She was like an old general on a stage, covered in flags.

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Chapter 16. Is Valkyrie a Legitimate Profession?

"Awesome!"

In the lavish dining room, Kiana downed a glass of warm milk and leaned back in her chair with satisfaction.

The table was a mess of plates and cups. Otto picked up a napkin, about to wipe the white residue from the corner of Kiana's mouth.

"I'll do it myself."

Kiana dodged Otto's outstretched hand and wiped the milk stain from her lips with the back of her hand, making Otto frown.

What an unrefined girl.

Otto shook his head lightly, returned the napkin to his pocket, and let his gaze fall on Kiana's round, full belly.

A pity—he hadn't been the one to put it there.

"What are you staring at?" Kiana said, displeased to find him still looking at her. Even though she had buried the fact that Otto had stolen a kiss from her deep in her gut, that didn't mean she had forgiven him.

The reason she could eat so much was simply turning grief into appetite.

"I'm just a little regretful—it wasn't me who made your belly swell."

"Don't say things that sound so misleading!"

Otto laughed, and Kiana pounded his shoulder with her fist in frustration. But after a few hits, she ended up hurting herself instead.

This guy is so hard.

It hurts like hell.

Kiana rubbed her hand and decided to ignore Otto. Instead, she wore a blissful expression as she stroked her stomach, now packed with delicious food.

She had never eaten this much good food to her heart's content before.

"By the way, I have a gift for you later."

Otto picked up the black tea the waiter had prepared and took a sip. It was better than bottled Assam milk tea, but it couldn't compare to the tea Rita brewed.