May this promise last a lifetime

Chapter 61 - Reasonable threat

Wriothesley's POV

 If I had to describe Neuvillette's behavior in one word, it would be:

 Childish.

 Incredibly childish.

 He was pretty much acting like a toddler.

 After the whole gun incident, I somehow managed to get him back to the living room couch.

 Now we were both sitting here in an awkward silence.

 Well, it was awkward for me. Neuvillette seemed incredibly amused by something.

 "What has you so amused." I couldn't help but ask eventually.

 "I'm just thinking."

 "Thinking of?"

 "A little experiment relating to someone's advice."

 "Oh? Something interesting?"

 "I'm not sure. If I may try..."

 "Go for it." I chuckled.

 I didn't know what to expect, but I certainly wasn't expecting him to shift his position slightly, turning fully to face me, his legs folded to his sides as he sat on the couch.

 Then he reached up and-

 Undid.

 A.

 Button.

 Of.

 His.

 Shirt.

 !!!!

 "Neuvillette-"

 And another button.

 "Hey, Neuvillette-"

 And another.

 I had just about imploded when he reached for the fourth one and just as he was about to undo it-

 His phone on the coffee table buzzed, causing Neuvillette to pout but halt his actions.

 Thank god for whoever called!

 He reached for the device, looking somewhat annoyed.

 I was able to catch sight of the caller just before he answered. 

 Pierro.

 Well, this is certainly not the right time for that phone call.

 "What- You're not Pierro." Neuvillette changed his words.

 From his phone, I could softly hear a female voice that sounded almost scolding and Neuvillette definitely looked like he was being scolded.

 "None of your business." He cut the caller off.

 The one on the other end spoke again.

 "No." Neuvillette answer.

 Another sentence from the caller, followed by another no from Neuvillette.

 Just what is going on?

 Suddenly, Neuvillette frowned and spat out a:

 "Fine."

 Shockingly enough, he then gave the phone to me.

 ???

 "She wants to talk to you." Neuvillette explained.

 If that could be called an explanation.

 "Who wants to talk to me?"

 "The Tsaritsa."