On the other side, having just been kicked out by his future brother-in-law, Sol put down his phone and started chatting with Anby and Billy.
"Um, Anby, Billy." Sol looked at them seriously, his tone solemn. "What just happened with Belle—that was just a joke. You must not tell Nicole."
"Why not, Boss Sol?" Billy asked in confusion. "Are you afraid Nicole will find out you're a scumbag? But she already knows!"
"Ahem! Don't say things that undermine unity!" Sol sternly warned. "It would damage Nicole and Proxy's cooperation and drag Cunning Hare's fragile economy back into decline."
"Seriously speaking, it might even trigger catastrophic consequences—the end of the world!"
Just imagining it made Sol shiver, his face grave.
"No way, right?" Billy was startled. "Who would destroy the world? Who can destroy the world?"
If even Sol was this scared, wouldn't it be even worse for him?
What kind of enemy could possibly make Sol treat the situation this seriously?
"Me!" Sol puffed out his chest, his voice dripping with passion. "I will create a world with only Vic… only love and peace!"
"Boss Sol, you're joking, right?"
Billy forced out a laugh, his body shivering as if frozen by the bad joke.
"I'm not joking." Sol shook his head, whispering darkly in Billy's ear. "If the world really needs to be restarted, the first to go will be the loose-lipped robot in a red boar jacket with white hair and dual guns!"
Billy stared at Sol with a face full of grief and indignation.
Couldn't he be more direct? That entire description was basically his New Eridu residence permit!
"So, Billy, are you a loose-lipped robot?"
Sol's eyes glinted with menace.
"Of course not! My lips are sealed tight, I'm definitely not the suspicious robot you just described."
Billy immediately caved.
Because right now Sol was terrifying—just like a villain in Starlight Knights, corrupted for love.
Except that villain was corrupted by pure love, while Sol was corrupted by universal love.
Yikes~ somehow that feels even scarier.
After locking Billy down, Sol moved to Anby's side, throwing an arm warmly around her shoulders. "Good Anby, you won't tell Nicole either, right?"
Anby shook her head, answering earnestly, "As long as Nicole doesn't ask, I won't say anything. I don't want to see the world destroyed."
"It was just a joke, but you're amazing, Anby. Tonight, anything you want to eat—I'll get it for you."
Sol almost wanted to kiss her on her adorable face.
So, this was what it meant to be a strong yet innocent airhead? He loved it, loved it!
"Just today's lunch set is fine. I don't have much appetite at night."
Anby touched her stomach, speaking honestly.
"Okay, okay." Sol spoke with indulgent fondness. "When your appetite comes back, I'll buy you all the burgers you want."
Too cute. Wanting nothing but burgers wasn't a crime!
He had decided—even if the system pulled two more Burger Blue Cards, he'd have no regrets!
"This isn't fair, Boss Sol!"
Billy looked at him with resentment.
Why was it threats for him, but bribery for Anby!?
Totally unfair. Weren't they both comrades? Both brothers-in-arms!?
"I'll give you my limited-edition autographed Monica photo book. Don't say I mistreat my brothers." Sol replied casually.
That was what he used to pass the time before pulling Baal. A man should treat his eyes well, after all.
But once Baal joined the picture, chatting with her about country girls and fox spirits was far more fun than looking at Monica.
Especially after hearing Monica sing once… He had abandoned the idol completely. A golden-haired, voluptuous big sister with tone-deaf vocals—worse than Chicken, You Are So Beautiful.
So, let Billy have it. Can't let down a brother.
"Oh, Boss Sol, you're like my second father!" Billy practically leapt with joy. "I swear—Nicole won't get a word out of me about today!"
"Whether it's about Sharkie's lady friends, or the store manager, or your roleplay!"
Monica was the love of his life. Even if he already had a copy from buying with Sol, a hundred more would never be too many!
One to use, ninety-nine to treasure!
"Uh, I get it…"
Sol was already considering dismantling Billy's voice system.
That mouth—hard to believe it could keep a secret.
But even if it couldn't, it didn't matter. Worst case, he'd just get a taste of the harem battlefield.
If he failed, he'd sink like Makoto Itou to the bottom of the sea.
If he survived, he'd surpass Makoto Itou and ascend to godhood.
After hanging out with Anby and Billy for a few more hours—nearly wandering into the Security Bureau at Lumina Square for fun—
Finally, evening came.
Unexpectedly, Nicole wasn't the slightest bit interested in what they'd been up to.
She even stopped Sol from trying to make up some story.
Her reason: she didn't want to hear how much of her money her employees had spent—it would just make her heart ache.
Well, that was so Nicole.
Feeling inexplicably deflated, Sol hugged Baal and returned to his room.
No battlefield, no danger, no fun.
Sigh. In gaining safety, one also loses the thrill of self-destruction. Life is always about trade-offs.
After petting the cat again, Sol headed to bed, holding Baal close as he drifted into deep sleep.
Tomorrow was the day Koleda's project deposit and the Security Bureau's reward would arrive.
His first big gacha pull was about to begin.