Chapter 24 - Alone at Night

As night fell, Morty, who had been busy all day, ground the bone powder and scattered it on the ground before returning to his room.

Before he could lie down, there was a knock on the door.

Knock, knock, knock–

"Morty, are you asleep?"

Rebecca's voice came from outside.

What was she doing here?

Morty was a little confused, but he still went and opened the door.

"What's wrong?"

Rebecca, who was standing in the hallway, was still wearing the dress that had been torn by the explosion during the day. She seemed to have taken a shower. Her hair was wet, and water droplets hung on her slender arms.

Rebecca giggled and used her head to push Morty aside. She entered the room and jumped onto the bed. "I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to play with you."

Looking at his clean bed sheets stained with her dirty clothes, Morty gritted his teeth in anger and went forward to grab her ear.

"Get down here!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't, it hurts..." Rebecca cried out in pain and quickly jumped off the bed.

Only then did Morty let go. With a dark face, he changed the dirty bedsheet.

Rebecca covered her reddened ears and stood at the side with an aggrieved expression. "Aren't those just a bedsheet? There's no need to be so angry…"

As soon as Morty turned his head, she immediately shut her mouth and stood obediently at the side.

Morty glared at her and said unhappily, "Why aren't you sleeping? Why did you look for me?"

"Aiya, I'm bored." Rebecca said, planning to jump onto the bed again.

Morty's eyebrows twitched as he saw this. He hurriedly grabbed the back of her neck.

"Don't move!"

"Aiyo, don't worry. I won't dirty your bedsheets."

Rebecca broke free from his hand, and then she took off her dirty dress, revealing her purple bra and underwear. She put her hands on her hips and spun around.

"How is it? Is this okay?"

Morty stared blankly at the girl's body in front of him. Her slender neck and beautiful collarbone were covered by the bra, but it still revealed a large, snow-white, full chest, as well as her smooth and flat abdomen. Her round, fair, and long legs were all pulling at his heartstrings.

Especially when she turned around, her perky buttocks could be seen at a glance, and her chest swayed with her movements. Almost immediately, Morty had a physiological reaction.

Rebecca blushed when she saw his gaze. She pouted, jumped onto the bed, and sat cross-legged.

This bold action stunned Morty. Through the edge of her underwear, he could even see a touch of red under the fair skin of her thigh.

"Why are you in a daze? Play with me or chat with me."

Morty rolled his eyes at her. "Play with you? It's very dangerous for you to dress like this and enter a man's room in the middle of the night. Don't you know that?"

As he spoke, his eyes deliberately lingered on Rebecca's chest for a while.

Rebecca's pretty face became even redder, but she didn't plan to restrain herself. Instead, she puffed out her chest and said, "Humph! I'm not afraid! If you dare to try anything, my magic is not to be trifled with!"

As she spoke, she released a fireball that bounced up and down on her fingertips. Her face was full of pride.

"Stop, stop, stop. Don't do anything rash." Morty hurriedly stopped her, no longer in the mood to joke. If this girl could not control herself again, then his bedroom would probably...

"Hmph, so now you're afraid?" Rebecca raised her chin proudly and extinguished the fireball with a swing of her hand. She patted the spot beside her and urged, "Hurry up and chat with me."

Helpless, Morty could only go forward and sit by the bed.

As soon as he sat down, Rebecca moved her body closer. The girl's body fragrance entered her nose, and Morty's spirits were lifted. He hurriedly pulled away from her.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Why are you sitting so far away? Shouldn't you be happy that a beauty like me is chatting with you?" Rebecca grumbled unhappily.

As she spoke, she puffed out her chest and made a pose that she thought was sexy.

"You?" Morty pretended to look at her with disdain and teased, "You're far inferior to Leona."

Rebecca was stunned for a moment. Then, she covered her mouth with surprise. "You! Could it be that you and Miss Leona…"

"There's no such thing." Morty hurriedly waved his hand to explain. He couldn't say such things carelessly. If Leona heard it, she would definitely find trouble with him.

Although it was uncertain whether that woman would come back…

At the thought of this, Morty felt inexplicably sad.

Noticing that he was not in a good mood, Rebecca tactfully did not dwell on the issue. She rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Hey, Morty, where did you get those magical seeds? Can you tell me?"

"Why should I tell you?" Morty rolled his eyes at her. This little girl looked innocent, but she was actually a little devil. She had a set of ways to seduce men. The key was that they could only look at her and not touch her.

Most importantly, he had been interrupted by this wretched girl several times when he wanted to take Leona down.

At this moment, Morty just wanted her to leave quickly.

"How petty." Rebecca pouted and said pitifully, "Just tell me."

"I don't know." Morty replied dryly, then urged, "Go to sleep."

"Aiya, don't!" Rebecca was throwing a tantrum on the bed, waving her arms and legs around. " If you don't tell me, I'll stay here tonight."

Looking at her snow-white skin and voluptuous figure, Morty swallowed his saliva, but he quickly calmed down. This girl was very clever and could not be easily taken down.

Morty rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea. He deliberately smiled evilly and went forward. "Since you're not leaving, then sleep with me tonight!"

As he spoke, he placed his hand on Rebecca's smooth thigh and rubbed it back and forth.

"Ah!"

Rebecca jumped up as if she had been electrocuted. Her face was so red that it looked like it was about to bleed. Looking at the smirking Morty, she gritted her teeth, "Hooligan," Then, she ran away with a red face. When she left, she even forgot to take her tattered dress.

Morty closed the door and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had calmed down. Otherwise, if he really couldn't control his desires, he would have to bid farewell to this world with a fireball.