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

He walked along the corridor, the light and shadow of the corridor lights passing over him.

It seemed like only a few steps and we were at the end of the corridor.

Rudy was panting and even ran to catch up with him.

Alan walked up to Sylphy and looked down at her feet first.

Only then did Rudy realize that Sylphy was not wearing shoes.

It is a barefoot state.

Alan squatted down and looked at Sylphy's feet silently.

The soles of the feet are smooth, but there are some small patches of dust on them.

Some places are deeper, some places are shallower.

He raised his head and looked at Sylphy.

Two and a half years have passed since our first encounter in Buena Village.

Now that Alan was squatting down, he could no longer look Sylphy in the eye.

Just half a face's length away.

But because of this, when he looked up he could just see Sylphy's eyes, instead of just seeing the eyes hidden under the white hair.

Sylphy's reddish-brown eyes were a little dull, but when she saw Alan looking at her, she seemed to regain some of her spirit.

The two looked at each other.

Their eyes intertwined.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

Sylphy looked at Allen's face.

Alan often used this gesture to talk to her before, but in the past six months, she hasn't seen his eyes so easily.

Familiar dark grey.

I saw it just now.

Sylphy averted her gaze.

".Forget.Forgot."

Alan looked at her quietly for a moment, then looked down at her feet and leaned closer to her wanting to do something.

But suddenly stopped.

He glanced, straightened his forward-leaning body, and stood up.

"Come on, the floor is cold."

"it is good"

The two turned and walked towards the door of the teachers' dormitory.

Rudy turned sideways and fell back a body length. He looked at Alan's back, then looked at Sylphy beside him, and raised the corners of his mouth into a smile.

But it doesn't look vulgar.

He held the back of his head with his hands and followed the two men.

Wait for Sylphy to wash her feet and change into slippers.

The three of them stood in front of their own doors.

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rudy opened the door and rushed in.

The remaining two people just held the door handle and looked at the figure at the door.

Time seemed to have passed in a flash, but it also seemed like a long time had passed.

Sylphy's soft voice, almost a whisper, sounded.

".Alan, did Rudy tell you that it was my suggestion that Madam suddenly come to be the etiquette teacher?"

"Well, he said it was his own suggestion."

".I see."

“I feel like I screwed up something.”

"No."

Sylphy tilted her head and looked towards Allen.

The latter looked at her sideways with a focused expression.

"No?"

"It's not messed up at all, your efforts are precious."

"I love so much."

"That's good."

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

The sound of almost overlapping doors opening.

Then close it again.

Sylphy leaned against the door, let her body slowly slide down the door behind her, and then sat on the ground.

".No?"

She buried her head in her knees.

Alan tilted his head and 'looked' at her.

Separated by a wall.

There is only a wall.

It feels so good to gather up the previously messy threads and pull them out.

Keep plucking.

Pull to climax.

Today is over, go to sleep everyone~

(End of this chapter)

180. Chapter 177 The knife is waiting to be swung!

180.

Alan looked at the wall quietly.

The texture of bricks and stones climbed and moved within his pupils.

But his sight seemed to be able to see through the wall and see what Sylphy was doing on the other side.

After a moment's gaze.

Alan looked away, resisting the absurd urge that suddenly surged in his mind to use the map search function to take a look at the condition of Sylphy, who was just separated by a wall.

Turn around.

Lift your feet.

The figure passed through the halo of candlelight.

Come to the table.

Open the drawer.

He took out the letter paper that had just been placed in it and spread it on the table.

The top one:——

Responding to Hilda's expectations——(blank)

Responding to Sylphy's expectations——(blank)

Responding to Gilenu's expectations——The Sword of Light.

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He looked at the pen on the table, but did not pick it up. He just looked up at the ceiling above his head, as if he wanted to continue the sudden "feeling" from the argument with Rudy just now.

The bedroom fell silent.

There was only the sound of slightly rapid breathing.

Suddenly, Alan smiled.

Shake his head.

self-mumbling.

The voice is very soft.

"Self-righteous kindness"

"Because of the original author's own regrets and the cheating night incident in this week, I always think..."

"Let Roxy, the first person I like, not be wronged like Sylphy this week and bear the sadness on her own."

"Then."

"now what?"

"I felt Sylphy's feelings when I read the original novel, so I don't want any of them to suffer any injustice this round."