My job list is full of alien girls.

Chapter 97 You'll give her what she wants?

The cool, flexible tail tickled his skin, and the heart-shaped tip was even tucked directly into his palm, carrying a deliberate attempt to please him.

"Oh, right," Rod said, as if reminded of something as the tail reached out to him, and promptly grabbed it. "I almost forgot you had this."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled out a piece of thin hemp rope and raised his hand to wrap it around her tail.

"?!"

Aphrodite shuddered violently. The tip of her tail was a succubus's natural sensitive spot, and the moment it was grasped by his cool palm, it felt as if most of her strength had been drained away.

Alina, watching Aphrodite curl up and writhe on the bed like a shrimp in boiling water, stared blankly for a moment before finally turning her head away and stammering, "What, what are you doing?"

"Tying her tail, can't you tell?" Rod glanced at her suspiciously, his hands still moving. "This thing feels very agile. What if she uses her tail to untangle the knot, unlock the window, and run away?"

"Is this really possible?" Alina looked at Aphrodite, who was lying on the bed like a pupa, with suspicion, and at her constantly trembling tail.

"It's never a bad thing to be cautious."

"Who could do something like that! You tailless bastard, don't even dream about races with tails!" Aphrodite's voice trembled, and her tone sounded like she was gritting her teeth.

She squirmed on the bed, her forehead beaded with sweat, both angry and anxious.

"No, don't touch it—let go!"

Seeing that she was struggling more and more, Rod frowned slightly, raised his hand and patted her waist lightly, with just enough force to subdue her without hurting her already weak body: "Behave yourself, or you'll be responsible if you hurt yourself."

The slap froze Aphrodite instantly, pinning her to the bed and daring not to move much, only gritting her teeth and glaring at him fiercely.

This scene looks strange no matter how you look at it.

But given Rhodes's mindset, he must think there's absolutely nothing wrong with his actions.

"Cough cough————"

Alina could only cough lightly a few times with her back to the bed to ease the awkwardness; she didn't even have the courage to turn around and look.

Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. What if Rhodes suddenly has a brilliant idea and comes up with some crazy scheme? Wouldn't she be the one to suffer then?

"Hmm—all done." Rhode tightened the last loop of rope at the base, tied a knot, tugged twice to make sure it couldn't break free, and then withdrew his hand under Aphrodite's murderous glare. He turned to Alina and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Upon hearing this, Alina looked surprised.

This guy actually has the appetite to eat?

"I don't really feel like eating," Alina shook her head, her brow furrowing slightly. "The smell of the sewers is making me feel nauseous."

Although she didn't encounter anything in the sewers and didn't stay there for very long, she always felt a lingering damp and rotten smell on her body, and that smell made her lose all appetite.

"Oh, then I'll go downstairs and get something to eat." Rod nodded. "Be careful in your room, and wait for me to come back."

Before Alina could respond, he had already opened the door and walked out, the old wooden staircase of the hotel creaking softly with each step.

"Huh?" Alina froze on the spot, unable to react for a long time.

No, after doing that to Aphrodite, did he really intend to leave her and Aphrodite in the same room?

She subconsciously turned to look at the bed, and her gaze met Aphrodite's.

The two looked at each other, both stunned for a few seconds, and then fell into an awkward silence.

Aphrodite blinked first, then twitched the corner of her mouth and stared at her with an indescribable, strange look, teasingly saying, "He really believes you."

"No, that guy is probably just carefree—"

"————" Alina sighed helplessly, rubbing her forehead.

"His personality is quite unique," Aphrodite chimed in, seemingly unintentionally echoing his words, "quite similar to that guy Hiro, both of them have incredibly strange ways of speaking."

"————" Upon hearing this, Alina's expression changed slightly.

What is this succubus implying?

She already knows that she and Rhodes can combine to become the Wind Ranger Hero? Is she trying to use this to blackmail them?

Thinking of this, Alina stared at Aphrodite with suspicion and disbelief, noticing her scarlet pupils staring at her, and quickly composed herself.

Aphrodite, who had been silently observing her expression, blinked, unable to understand why she would react so strongly to her words.

What kind of expression is that? Aphrodite unconsciously narrowed her eyes. Was she shocked and terrified? Why was she showing such emotions? Because of what she said?

Unique personality? No, that's not right, it's Hero? Aphrodite felt she had grasped the key point. "Similar to Hero? Did that make her uncomfortable?"

Realizing this, Aphrodite looked up and met Elina's gaze, who had been staring at her. Her eyes darted around, and she decided to test her again.

"But thinking about it carefully, it's surprising that there are two such oddballs," Aphrodite remarked casually. "No wonder they became friends."

"But it must be really tough to get along with someone like that. I don't know how you can stand it."

"Yes, but you get used to it." Hearing this, Alina breathed a sigh of relief.

Didn't you notice?

It seems that Rhodes only invited her to merge, but didn't reveal the truth and process of the merging to her.

However, given that guy's lightning-fast language habits, making such an invitation would most likely be considered harassment, right?

Thinking about this, Alina didn't know whether to feel fortunate or have a headache.

"—" Aphrodite was even more confused when she saw that Alina had relaxed instead.

Was my guess wrong?

In other words, their relationship is not as simple as that of ordinary friends.

Various combinations of family, companions, and friends unconsciously flashed through Aphrodite's mind.

Could they be a partner?

So who is her partner?

The gravedigger?

What is Hero in this context?

Why did that half-elf make that face when I mentioned Hiro?

Thinking of this, Aphrodite unconsciously began to imagine a series of complex scenarios.

Could it be that this half-elf is in a relationship with both of them, and is therefore feeling guilty?

No, Hero and the gravedigger know each other. If that were the case, they shouldn't get along so well.

So it's — two men serving one woman?

This half-elf is also the mistress of those two people.

Thinking of this, Aphrodite's gaze towards Alina became strange without her realizing it.

No, half-elves don't have the same customs and traditions as drow.

Moreover, judging from their way of getting along, Aphrodite finds it hard to imagine that Alina is the dominant one in their relationship.

Although Elina appears cold and arrogant, just like the half-elves people usually think of, and looks down on demons like her, a little probing reveals that this half-elf is not as difficult to talk to as she seems.

Otherwise, the half-elf wouldn't have risked everything to save him while simultaneously being hostile towards him.

"But how did she and that gravedigger end up there?"

Thinking of the scenes she had seen in her hazy state of consciousness, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What's going on with Hiro suddenly disappearing, and the two people who appeared out of nowhere and took him away?

Did they use some kind of teleportation spell?

That doesn't make sense. If he could teleport away directly, why would he need someone to specifically walk through the sewers to take him away in such a dangerous situation?

Carefully recalling the scene I saw in that dazed state, it was as if one person had become two.

But does such a thing really exist?

The room fell silent for a moment.

Aphrodite's mind raced as she tried to piece together the situation, while Alina worried that she might inadvertently let something slip, leading to...

Her secret with Rhodes was further exposed.

The silence lasted for an unknown amount of time until the creaking footsteps came from the doorway.

Hearing the knocking, Alina breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up and open the door, but remembering Rhodes's instructions before he left, she asked again, "Who is it?!"

"I."

Upon hearing Rhodes' familiar voice, Alina opened the door.

The wooden door clicked open with Rod's shoulder, revealing him standing in the doorway carrying a huge old wooden tray piled high with food, looking particularly intimidating.

Fortunately, the person holding him had good balance and didn't fall out.

The earthenware pot, covered with a lid, emitted white steam. The roasted meat on the plate was glistening with oil and smelled delicious, and a stack of golden-brown wheat cakes inside looked especially tempting.

Alina glared at Rod as he slammed the tray down on the table, and couldn't help but complain, "You really have an appetite—buying so much, can you even finish it all?"

"Ah—when I went downstairs, I found several specialty dishes here, and they all looked delicious, so I just ordered one of each."

Amidst Alina's speechless expression, Rod spoke as he casually lifted the lid of the earthenware pot in front of him. The stew was bubbling away, with chunks of meat and vegetables like carrots stewed together until tender. Oil glistened on the surface of the soup, making it look quite tempting.

The steam, carrying the rich aroma of meat and wheat, mixed with the spices from the stew, instantly filled the entire small room.

"Looks pretty good, doesn't it?" Rod picked up the soup spoon next to him and began to stir the food in the jar with great enjoyment.

"Hmm—" Alina sniffed unconsciously, her throat bobbing uncontrollably.

The rich aroma of meat still wafts into my nostrils, the tender stewed meat mixed with the mellow fragrance of spices, wrapped in the smoky aroma of baked wheat cakes, tantalizing my empty stomach.

She glanced furtively at the table and saw Rod had already picked up a golden-brown tortilla, broken it open, added a few pieces of stew, and was chewing heartily, completely absorbed in enjoying the food.

She quickly covered her stomach and turned her head away, refusing to look at Rod's actions.

But the rumbling in my stomach grew clearer and clearer, and all that remained was the burning sensation of an empty stomach, which made me anxious.

Aphrodite, observing this scene, rolled her eyes and deliberately raised her voice to break the silence between them: "It smells delicious, doesn't it?"

But Rhodes's answer soon made her regret it.

Ultimately, Aphrodite didn't care about the taste of the food; she just wanted to use it as a starting point to pave the way for what she would say next.

She expected Rod to just give a perfunctory reply, but to her surprise, he not only answered her question, but also gave a long and detailed evaluation of the food in front of him.

"Not bad, the meat is stewed until very tender, and it goes well with the onions, tomatoes and potatoes," Rod said, taking a bite of his tortilla and looking up. "But there's too little black pepper, and the flavor is a bit bland and lacks complexity."

"If we could add some devil mushrooms to enhance the flavor, the soup would taste even better. Hmm—I'll try making it this way next time," Rod said, stroking his chin as he looked at the stew in front of him.

Upon hearing the word "devil mushroom," Alina's expression changed drastically, and those unbearable memories flooded back into her mind. "Let's not put that kind of thing out."

Aphrodite: "————"

What's going on with these two?

Is that the main point? Who cares about the taste?

"As for the roast meat and bread—"

"Wait a minute," Aphrodite quickly interrupted before Rod could review the other dishes, stopping him from continuing, "Since that's the case, why don't you consider sharing these dishes?"

At this point, Aphrodite glanced at Alina, who was clutching her stomach beside her: "Like that half-elf companion sitting next to you, watching you eat with longing eyes?"

Rhodes's gaze swept over Alina's back before returning to Aphrodite. "But she just said she wasn't hungry."

Aphrodite scoffed, her tail involuntarily trying to wag, but the ropes held her back uncomfortably. Her tone was blatantly mocking: "With this tray piled up like a small mountain, how can you possibly finish it all by yourself? Instead of wasting food, why not share some with her?"

Upon hearing the word "waste food," Rod, who always adhered to the principle of "disc operation," decisively replied, "Don't worry, I won't waste food. Even if I can't finish it today, I'll save it for tomorrow."

As he spoke, he tore off another piece of roasted meat and put it in his mouth, chewing it with a piece of flatbread, enjoying its delicious aroma.

Seeing his blissful expression, Alina, with her back to the dining table, twitched her lips and raised her hand to her forehead.

Aphrodite on the bed was also speechless, staring at the table full of roast meat, stew and pancakes, and then at Rod eating without changing his expression, unable to utter a word for a long time.

So after all that talking, this person's focus was entirely on "whether or not they can finish eating"?

"That's not what I meant, you—" Aphrodite quickly composed herself and said to him, "You're eating so heartily, haven't you considered how the other people around you feel?"

"I see," Rod said, suddenly realizing what was going on. "You're craving it."

"—" Aphrodite took a deep breath. "Yes, that's right."

"Why don't you just say you're hungry and want to eat?" Rod shook his head helplessly.

"————" Aphrodite chuckled in exasperation, her usually pale face turning visibly red, but she still forced herself to reply in that gentle and coquettish tone, "Isn't it normal for a girl to be embarrassed to say something?"

"Okay." Rod nodded as if he understood, then carried the tray with the remaining food over.

Seeing this, Alina, who was starving, couldn't help but ask, "You'd give it to her just because she wants it?"

Although she knew that Rhodes' reaction was normal, Alina still felt inexplicably wronged and even tried to justify her feelings.

Is Rhodes an idiot? How come he has no sense of vigilance at all? Isn't he afraid that the demon is deliberately luring him over to play some trick?

"What else?" Rhodes turned to look at Alina, a puzzled expression on his face. "Then—starve her to death?"

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