The Captain Just Wants to Go Home and Play Games

He complained:

"If I hadn't wanted to earn some extra money for the household, I never would've thought of renting out the spare rooms in the first place, letting all sorts of messy people move in and mess up my own home."

"Haha—"

Kiana, after hearing Mo Yi's backstory that seemed even more tragic than her own, initially wanted to offer some comfort. But being someone who didn't know how to comfort others, she hadn't figured out what to say yet. When she heard Mo Yi mention renting out rooms, she patted her chest and said smugly, "Then you can rest easy now, Mo Yi. No need to worry about renting to those messy people. This young lady is plenty reliable."

Mo Yi: (⊙o⊙)...

Well, straightforward girls often have no sense of proportion—that's understandable.

After explaining all this, Mo Yi let Kiana choose a room.

Mo Yi's parents might have had the idea of four generations under one roof, so the house had a full five floors. Besides the first floor serving as the living room, shared kitchen, and dining area, each floor was an independent unit.

Mo Yi usually only used the first and second floors. The third and fourth floors had essential furniture like beds and cabinets, but since no one had lived there or maintained them for a long time, making them livable would clearly take considerable effort.

After thinking it over, Kiana quickly decided to stay on the second floor, right next to Mo Yi.

The reason was simple and blunt: she wouldn't have to spend effort cleaning and tidying up. Since Mo Yi lived on the second floor, all the odds and ends needed for daily life were already there. If she had to go up to the third floor alone, she'd have to spend a lot of money buying daily necessities.

Kiana's living expenses obviously couldn't handle that.

Mo Yi wasn't a neat freak and didn't mind having someone next door. If anything, having a neighbor made the house feel more lively. Maybe deep down, Mo Yi craved that too.

Someone who can endure loneliness doesn't necessarily like it.

"If you want this room, that's fine, but there are some things I need to make clear—"

Watching Kiana pick the room next door—the one his parents had once prepared for Mo Yi's unborn younger brother or sister—Mo Yi's expression turned unusually serious, even making Kiana feel like she was facing a stern, serious father.

"First, my work requires quiet, so I hope you won't make noise that can get through the soundproof walls. Second, you can use my stuff, but you have to clean up after yourself. If you break something through malicious use, you'll have to buy me a new one."

"Last and most importantly, I know you're a girl raised with Western culture, and for someone as outstanding as me, it's easy to get charmed. If you behave well, after a trial period, I might give you a probationary chance. But you absolutely cannot enter my room without my permission or sneak-attack me at night!"

"Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences. Whether male or female, you'll have to take my surname Mo—that's our Eastern custom."

"That's about it."

Kiana thought the first two points were perfectly reasonable. But when Mo Yi emphasized the third point so seriously, she straightened up and listened intently to what the requirement was.

Her mouth hung open in shock, forgetting to close, as she screamed internally: I never imagined there could be someone this narcissistic and shameless in the world!

"I told you, this young lady likes girls, you bastard Mo Yi—"

Kiana shouted, her face bright red:

"I, Kiana, would rather starve to death, jump from here and die, than ever set foot in your room. Please rest assured, narcissistic Mr. Mo Yi!"

Hearing Kiana say that, Mo Yi felt relieved.

His room was full of things not suitable for outsiders to see.

Although items obtained from the Little World Game could be stored in the game's inventory, Mo Yi had spent years learning countless otherworldly knowledge, especially rune-related knowledge, and naturally put it into practice.

Over the years, he had crafted quite a few successful rune weapons himself.

Because the knowledge he learned was too varied, and DIY was one of Mo Yi's few hobbies, he had everything from greatswords, katanas, modified firearms, rune bows, enchanted cloaks, and battle armor. Some of these items were too dangerous—if curious little Kiana took them out to play, it could cause unnecessary trouble.

It seemed he needed to find some time to properly organize all this messy stuff.

Of course, Mo Yi, who had his own secrets, also needed an absolutely safe and private room.

Even though he knew Kiana wasn't a bad person—in fact, she was a rare good person in society—that didn't mean Mo Yi had already accepted her in his heart or acknowledged her as a truly trustworthy friend.

Chapter 10: Delivery Girl Kiana

After arranging Kiana's room clearly, Mo Yi let her tidy up while he went to cook.

"I'll go make dinner—"

Mo Yi had some confidence in cooking. As a lone single dog, cooking was a must-have skill.

First, it could satisfy his tired body and soul. Second, when it came to blind dates in the future, cooking was a bonus skill. As the saying goes, to capture a woman's heart, you first capture her stomach. Delicious meals could make her come home on time every day.

And after defeating and acquiring Tahm Kench, the River King, Mo Yi had learned many otherworldly cooking techniques from him. Not just ordinary beef—even an Abyssal Demon, Mo Yi could cook into a delicacy.

Forty minutes later

After cooking and setting out the utensils, Mo Yi walked to Kiana's room to call her over for dinner.

The moment the door opened, he found the room even messier than before Kiana had started tidying.

Well, another clumsy girl who couldn't handle housework.

Looking at Kiana, who had messed up her own hair, Mo Yi worried that if he let her keep at it, the brooms and mops might all get broken. Somewhat helplessly, he said, "Let's eat first. I'll help you clean up later."

Whether it was because she heard she could finally eat the long-awaited beef feast or because Mo Yi said he'd help her tidy up later, Kiana flashed a bright smile, dropped the rag in her hand, and ran out.

"Okay, coming!"

"Wow, it smells amazing!"

As soon as Kiana reached the dining room and saw the steaming dishes on the table, she exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to be such a good cook, Mo Yi—"

Then she waved at Mo Yi, who was walking behind her, and giggled:

"Hurry up and sit down, I can't wait anymore!"

Mo Yi: "..."

What a familiar-acting guy.

"So good..."

"And this too..."

And so, the two of them began their first dinner together. During the meal, Kiana unleashed an eating speed and appetite unbecoming of a girl, sweeping through the food on the table while exclaiming in exaggerated surprise with words like "so fragrant."

"So full, thanks, Mo Yi."

Kiana half-leaned back in her chair, patting her round little belly and sighing: "You're a really good person."

Mo Yi: "..."