Operation Red Book

Chapter 465 Look! Cute Little Red Riding Hood!

"Look, I'm the lovely Little Red Riding Hood."

Ivy came bounding into the living room, a brown woven picnic basket slung over her arm and a red beret on her head.

The puffy skirt with a white bow tied around it went up and down with the rhythm of Ivy's jumping. People sitting underneath could see the orange pumpkin pants safely underneath the skirt when they looked up.

"Little Red Riding Hood... Grimm's Fairy Tales..."

Joshua's expression was still dull. He was confusedly identifying the map. As soon as he spoke, he was suppressed by Holmes's rebuke.

"no!"

"Why!"

"Your skirt..." Holmes put his hands on his waist and pointed at the hem of Ivy's skirt above her knees in dissatisfaction, "It's too short!"

“That’s not short!”

"A skirt that doesn't cover the ankles is short!" Holmes' face was as red as Ivy's, "And that pair of incriminating pantyhose, throw it away! Are you going to stand on the street and dance the can-can?"

"What do you know! This is called fashion! Besides, I'm dressed as Little Red Riding Hood. Look at what you're saying. You're ruining my childhood!"

"Stop talking nonsense! If I were those greasy and wretched Germans, I would have shot you to death when I saw you insulting their country like that!"

"Then..." Ivy wiped away her anxious tears while changing her red beret into a black wide-brimmed wizard hat, "Then I'm a cute little witch in a red dress..."

"Change this inhuman, inhuman outfit for me! Quickly!"

"Humph!"

Ivy stamped her feet in dissatisfaction, turned around and walked into her room cursing, and deliberately slammed the door hard at the end.

"Oh!"

The loud slam of the door resounded throughout the room, and Joshua felt as if the entire 221-B shook three times, including the three layers of ground beneath it.

He sat next to Holmes, but he dared only to cling to the edge of the sofa cushion.

Holmes was sulking, probably because of Ivy's inappropriate clothes, and Joshua could sense it.

In fact, from the perspective of Joshua, a modern man, there was nothing inappropriate about Ivy's outfit.

In high schools in the 21st century, Ivy's outfits can only be considered ordinary and mediocre. Except for the Catwoman suit that shows off her body curves, the others will not attract the attention of school security guards at all.

After all, at Sigma High School, the costumes of "Eve" and "Adam" are always indispensable "fashion items" for Halloween, and are always at the top of the security room's blacklist.

Joshua could understand Ivy's enthusiasm. After all, Ivy had won the championship for three consecutive years in the annual "King of Halloween" competition held at Sigma School.

Ivy hated Halloween, and Joshua still didn't know why, but she loved competitions, all kinds of competitions.

Because she wants to fight for the first place and get a ranking at least. If she loses the game, she will cry and cry together with her female friends.

Is this a paranoid desire to win? Maybe...

Joshua is not being racist. In his opinion, East Asians tend to value honor more than life, and Ivy, the only Asian in the school, just fits this stereotype.

I heard that at tonight's party, Ivy organized a large-scale selection event - the "Most Popular Hundred Ghosts Award".

There is no need to guess, Ivy dressed up so hard, she must be aiming for that big trophy of honor.

Thinking of this, Joshua grinned unconsciously.

Ivy was always the dazzling star under the flash lights, even in the difficult and dark 19th century.

But no matter where I go, I am a transparent person that no one can see...

"Hi! Red Panda!"

The red panda no one sees…

Hearing the cry, Joshua looked at Christine with moist eyes, looking confused and aggrieved.

Christine was wearing a dashing navy blue officer uniform, looking particularly proud.

She hid all her hair in a triangular sailor hat and drew a thin mustache above her lips.

According to her, she played General Grigory Alexandrovich Potemkin, who served Catherine the Great, a Russian idol she had loved since childhood.

And Joshua…he wore a furry panda costume.

He was tall and thin, like a malnourished, skinny ghost. The dry panda costume on his body made him look like a compass that had turned into a spirit.

From a distance, Joshua didn’t look like a cute and honest panda at all, but more like a scary monster that the panda saw in its dream.

"I thought you would dress up as Count Dracula, the blood-sucking Count, because the lord in your body is a very powerful vampire."

Christine leaned in closer and said, she was trying hard to hold back her laughter, the buzzing sound coming from her throat was really unpleasant.

"Like Ivy, I also prepared a lot of clothes, including classic vampire costumes, medieval Roman noble costumes, oriental zombie costumes, and even a maid costume. Don't be curious, Ivy sent it in, and the hem is above the knee..."

"But he didn't like those at all. No matter how many outfits he tried on, he was always in a weird mood. Finally, when he put on this doll costume, he was so happy that he turned off his temper as if he had found a treasure. After that, he refused to take it off no matter what."

Joshua sighed and his voice was filled with deep fatigue, like a mother who had been taking care of a child for a whole year.

"But you have to admit that the Romans have better taste than you do. This outfit is simply domineering and handsome! It may attract more people's attention than Miss Ivy who is dressed up carefully!"

"Please don't make fun of me..."

"whee……"

Christine laughed twice like an innocent little girl. After a while, she bit her lower lip and approached carefully again:

"But I have a question that I've always wanted to ask you..."