Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

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Opposite to Alice's position.

"Okay! Let's arrange it this way!"

Very convenient.

Perfectly calculated that there were only four chairs in front of the table.

Rudy, who was still looking at Alphonse, was stunned when he heard this.

"What about mine?"

Alice raised her eyebrows.

"Huh? You're standing?"

Sylphy on the side laughed, then quickly covered her mouth. She turned to look at Alan.

The latter also smiled bitterly.

But along with his smile, the tense atmosphere between the few people seemed to be cleared up instantly, and the whole atmosphere became lighter.

Well, I was stuck on a chapter yesterday. To be honest, I haven't finished coding this chapter yet.

Let’s continue in the next chapter

When escort girl was stupid here was finally going to make Hilda appear.

Ah. It's too late.

Chapter 115: Kindly Imagination, Growth Never Stops

After hearing what Alice said, Rudy subconsciously wanted to speak out and scold the young lady, but the next moment, he heard Alan's laughter.

He blinked and turned to look at Alan.

I noticed that the other person's face was finally no longer tense, and he actually let out a sigh of relief in a very subtle way.

'Alan's face looked better. He was really stressed just now. His tense face made people nervous. When we first met, his expression was scary, but his expression today was different. It felt more oppressive.'

'Back then, he just didn't like to smile and had a fierce expression, but today, he exudes a repressive aura from the inside out.'

While Rudy was thinking, Alphonse had reluctantly ordered the maid to bring a new chair from the next room. Alice was very pleased to see that Rudy, the troublemaker, had finally obeyed her "discipline".

He took a step forward and prepared to take a few people to the next location for a 'visit'.

Amid the sound of footsteps, everyone moved out one by one.

Alice walked in front, followed by Alan. Rudy subconsciously followed Alan and looked down at the heels of his boots.

There was still Thomas' blood there.

"Is this strange aura of Alan because he killed someone? So he needs an adjustment period like me?"

'No, it's not.'

'Alan is not someone who will be frightened by death, nor will he feel uncomfortable like me because of killing someone. He has a strong ability to act, and he is as natural to send people off as eating and drinking, and he never shows mercy. Whether it was when he went alone to "solve" his own bounty troubles, or when he killed a bloody lake in the snow valley for a day and a night, or when he chased the assassin all night last night and brought him back with his head, all these can prove this point.'

With the sound of footsteps and thoughts, everyone has reached the door.

"Behind strong action is often a strong will, and Allen's will is also very strong."

With a bang, Rudy bumped into Alan's back, interrupting his thoughts. He looked up and found that Alan had stopped at some point and was stuck at the door.

Everyone except Alice was stopped by his figure and turned to look at him.

In everyone's sight, Alan was turning his head to look at the corner at the end of the corridor outside the door.

The next moment, he lowered his head and looked at his feet.

Along with this action, in everyone's ears, there was a distinct sound floating along the corridor, like the rustling sound of some cloth rubbing against the ground, following the sound of light footsteps.

Rudy blinked and reacted.

That was the sound of a skirt dragging on the ground.

As the thought came to mind, a figure appeared around the corner.

Hilda in a red dress, with hair as red as fire.

After a while, she changed into a more exquisite dress than the one she wore in the morning. The red dress with a stand-up collar around her neck and face made her face look majestic like a mistress. She walked over from the corridor.

Alice shouted "Mother" and threw herself into her arms.

Rudy glanced at Hilda's skirt trailing on the ground, then looked down at the aisle in front of him.

The position where Alan was 'stuck' was just enough for Hilda to step over.

He looked up at Alan's face.

The latter had a blank expression on his face and returned to the same expressionless posture as before.

In the corner of my eye, mother and daughter were talking.

"Mother, are you going to eat?"

"Ah. I need to think about it again. Where's Alice?"

"I'm going to take them to see the library before we go to dinner! Sylphy is very interested in that place!"

".Is that so? Then go ahead. Remember to come to the restaurant to eat together later."

"Ah, mother, can I have dinner with them?"

Naturally, the tutor hired by the Boreas family was not qualified to dine at the Boreas family's own dining table with Hilda Philip, Sauros and others. Meals were usually prepared for the guests by servants alone.

Hilda seemed stunned for a moment before she responded.

".good."

"Very good!!"

The footsteps sounded again, and a fiery red skirt dragged past several people.

Alan and Sylphy both bowed their heads, but Rudy just stared at Hilda.

When they passed each other, they looked at each other briefly. At this moment, somehow, Rudy saw a hint of disgust in Hilda's eyes, but that disgust was mixed with a confused and helpless look on her face.

Are you hated?

But if you hate someone, is this the expression you should have?

Rudy wasn't sure. If it was his old self, he would probably think so. But ever since he met Allen, especially after the Snow Valley Monster Tide incident, he regarded Allen as his 'savior' from the bottom of his heart. He always dreamed of the scene of being kicked out of the house and the various expressions of his brothers and sisters.

Before he traveled through time, he only felt that there was blatant disgust in the eyes of his family members when they kicked him out of the house, and there was naked disdain in the tone of their voices when they scolded him.

But he clearly remembered the expression on everyone's face when they ran towards Allen in the Snow Valley.

Joy, happiness, gratitude, guilt, confusion

Human emotions are complex and there is not just one kind.

Why can I feel so many emotions so clearly.

Because he was already in the crowd, surrounded by all kinds of emotions.

Of course he could feel what he was thinking.

After reaching this conclusion, the 'vision' in the dream became clear.

The expressions of the brothers and sisters also became more layered.

Dislike? Disgust?

What lies beneath this surface emotion?

When I opened the door, there was a hint of expectation in my eyes, but I was disappointed to see that I was still doing that thing with butter.

Then there was rage, arousing violent curses.

This is an emotional outburst caused by repeated disappointments.

What are they expecting and what are they disappointed about?

Rudy used Allen's usual questioning method to "torture" himself again, just like what he did to Lilia in the Snow Valley, repeatedly torturing himself after many dreams.

A conclusion was reached.

His brothers and sisters were 'expecting' him - maybe he, a NEET, had already left home, and actually went to the funeral secretly because he was too embarrassed to show up. Even if that was the case, they might have a reason to give him one last chance.

But unfortunately, the person he was in during his lifetime did not meet their "expectations", which was the reason for the outburst of disappointment.

If he had apologized to everyone sincerely, valued their attitude, begged for their forgiveness, and said that he would change his ways, just like what Alan asked Paul and Lilia to do on the night of the affair, instead of just protecting his computer and his computer, crying "Don't do this to me".

Will the result be different?

Rudy didn't know and had no chance to find out.

But at this moment, he clearly saw something similar in Hilda's eyes.

He noticed it.

It was layers upon layers of emotions.

It's not as simple as just disliking myself.

Beneath this emotion, she was hiding other emotions.

what is it then?

While he was lost in thought, Hilda had already walked away, and Rudy turned his head to look at Alan's expression for some unknown reason.

The smile that just flashed across his face disappeared again.

My biological father's many "tests" were rejected by my grandfather without any hesitation.

What about after that?