52: Freeloading
Qila's inquiry naturally yielded no results. When Bai Ling didn't want to talk, no one could pry open her mouth.
In the end, Qila only gained one clue—that this girl named Bai Ling very likely knew her sister.
"There's nothing you want here, so you don't need to waste your time here." This was the last thing Bai Ling said to Qila. "Little Ya knows nothing, so you have no need to approach her."
After saying this, Bai Ling stood up and left the room without looking back.
But Qila couldn't understand what Bai Ling was talking about. She didn't want to approach Bai Ya either, but Bai Ya had actively approached her. What could she do about it?
She couldn't put on a stern face when dealing with a little girl full of smiles, could she?
Sighing helplessly, Qila closed her eyes. Bai Ling's visit had actually put her mind at ease.
Since her identity was already known, so be it.
If Bai Ling hadn't made a move against her at this point, it meant Bai Ling's desire to fight was really low. As long as she didn't do anything excessive, she should be safe.
When Bai Ling said there was nothing Qila wanted here, Qila believed her. Bai Ling looked like someone who wouldn't lie. If she had lied, Qila was confident she could tell.
And Bai Ling's expression just now didn't look like she was lying. Perhaps Bai Ling was related to that book, but the book probably really wasn't here right now.
Sigh, today was a complete waste.
Not only was it a waste, she was also being used as a body pillow by Bai Ya. She was at a huge loss.
With regretful feelings, Qila's breathing gradually became steady. Being held while sleeping by another girl wasn't such a bad thing.
At least it was quite comfortable.
......
The morning sunlight fell on the two girls huddled together, but they showed no reaction. Perhaps they were too tired last night—they were still sleeping soundly.
Bai Ling stood outside the door with her arms crossed. The scene in the bedroom was clearly imprinted in her mind. Shaking her head, she decided not to disturb these two young ladies.
For breakfast, she'd go downstairs and freeload. Bai Ling believed Leticia wouldn't refuse this small request of hers.
Regarding this matter, Leticia said she had never seen such a shameless person.
"Can't you just cook something yourself?" Leticia, who was slurping noodles, was truly speechless after hearing Bai Ling's reason for coming over this time. "I don't have anything here for you to eat."
"Little Ya is still sleeping, so it's not good to disturb them." Bai Ling said somewhat embarrassedly to Xue'er. "I ate a bit little last night, so I'm troubling Miss Xue'er."
Why explain to Xue'er? Because through their brief interaction, Bai Ling already knew that most of the time Leticia was just the atmosphere maker. The one who really made decisions in this house was actually Xue'er.
As long as she convinced Xue'er, Xue'er would naturally help convince Leticia.
And for small matters like freeloading meals, Xue'er didn't even need to ask Leticia's permission to make the decision herself.
So would Xue'er refuse?
Of course not.
"Please wait a moment, Miss Bai. I'll prepare another breakfast for you." Xue'er showed an understanding expression. "Please sit here first."
"Why be so polite? If you ask me, why not just kick her out?" Leticia rolled her eyes. This Bai Ling's shamelessness was truly appalling. "I say, don't you have any shame? A Sword Saint coming to the Demon King's house to freeload meals—is there any justice left in this world?"
Leticia's mockery had no effect at all. Bai Ling still consciously sat down beside Leticia. "Your clothes should arrive today."
"What?" Leticia's movements instantly stopped.
She suddenly remembered that outing from a week ago. That time, Bai Ling seemed to have custom-ordered some clothes for her.
"I..."
"Those clothes should suit you quite well." Bai Ling patted Leticia's shoulder, indicating she would help Leticia put on those clothes. "Always wearing these clothes—where do you look like a girl?"
Leticia looked down. The oversized T-shirt on her body really didn't look like something a girl would wear.
Especially since Leticia generally didn't wear pants at home—she basically wore her oversized T-shirt as a dress.
"Regarding this matter, I'm on Miss Bai's side." Xue'er, who had some basic understanding of Bai Ling's appetite, came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of bread. "Your Majesty, you're going to meet someone offline this Wednesday. You should dress up a bit, right?"
"Guild Leader and I are kindred spirits—it doesn't matter if I dress casually!" Leticia expressed her refusal.
Unfortunately, refusal was useless.
"Even if you're casual, you can't go wearing a men's T-shirt, right?" This time Xue'er was serious. She didn't want her Majesty to leave a bad impression on others. "Miss Bai, I'm entrusting Your Majesty to you."
"Little Ya will help too." Bai Ling nodded, then reached out to take a piece of bread and bit into it. "Tastes good."
"Of course it tastes good—one bag costs over ten yuan." Leticia complained.
Although Xue'er was skillful, making b was still somewhat difficult for her.
These breads were all bought by Xue'er from the store as snacks, and this time they benefited that Bai Ling fellow.
"Leticia, did you figure out anything about that book?" While eating, Bai Ling didn't forget to ask about Leticia's book.
"Didn't figure out anything. I'm planning to give it to Qila." Leticia used her chopsticks to pick up a vegetable leaf and stated her thoughts.
Bai Ling raised an eyebrow. "You really dare to say that."
"Stop me if you can—the book is in my hands right now." Leticia snorted. She was the one in control now.
"Heh, find your sister first before talking." Bai Ling didn't care about Leticia's words because she knew very clearly that Leticia was just talking.
"Don't let your sister find you first."
"Heh heh, who knows I live here? I don't believe that dead girl Qila can find this place." Leticia was full of confidence.
Yesterday's false alarm had increased her confidence considerably. After all, the most eye-catching person here right now was Bai Ling.
As for herself, what was there to pay attention to about an ordinary little shut-in girl?
"You haven't cast disguise magic on yourself. Aren't you afraid of being recognized by someone?" Bai Ling asked.
Yes, Leticia always went barefaced. She seemed to have no awareness that she was a fugitive.
Even Qila had cast disguise magic on herself, but Leticia was just that confident—hey, I just won't cast it.
"There's no need. Among humans who know me and are still alive, you're the only one. Among the demon race who have seen my true appearance, there's only Qila. Who am I casting disguise magic to fool?"