We Will Talk In One Month

Because London didn't give an answer either, L insisted on making a decision for both of them.

"You can go now, otherwise you will be late for your date," said L as she rose from the floor and carried Lily from her basket.

"L ... wait a minute ..." London hurriedly got up and chased after L who had walked into her room. Before he made it in, L had thrown his clothes out of the room and closed the door. The man was frantic and tried to knock on her door. "L ... please open the door."

He knocked twice and waited.

"Don't you have hands that you can't open the door yourself? Do you think I'm your maid that I have to open the door for his majesty??" L's voice grumbled from the room.

"Er ... is it unlocked?" London wondered. He turned the door handle and found that the door was indeed not locked. He smiled sheepishly as he entered the room. "Sorry, I thought you locked the door."