Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　"Then get moving!"

　　"Have you forgotten how you solved the problem that night?"

　　"Aren't we supposed to respect Senis as a living person?"

　　"Ask her what she really thinks. Consider the issue from her perspective."

　　"Ask for her forgiveness, and then give her the right to choose in the end? Give her respect?"

　　When Alan heard this, his brows furrowed and he was about to say something.

　　But he was interrupted by Rudy.

　　"You want to respect them? Shouldn't you ask how they feel? Let them choose?"

　　"Isn't this what you taught us that night? Why can't you do it yourself?"

　　"Or do you lack confidence?"

　　The words fell.

　　The air was silent.

　　No one knew what was going on in Alan's mind. He looked a little dazed and just stared at the ceiling.

　　Rudy, on the other hand, was also stunned when he looked at Allen's face.

　　After recovering from the annoyance of being intercepted by Allen, he suddenly calmed down after a round of Allen-style interrogation.

　　He looked down at himself grabbing Alan's collar and his face froze.

　　He withdrew his hand embarrassedly.

　　Can Alan resist with his abilities?

　　sure.

　　But he didn't make any move and just listened to himself finish his words.

　　Apparently.

　　It seems like he listened.

　　Rudy grinned and scratched his head.

　　After a while he just sat on a chair nearby.

　　But, I was talking complete nonsense. Relying on my momentary anger, I followed Alan's words and subconsciously questioned him in the same way he spoke.

　　It's more like an exhortation than an exhortation.

　　Complain?

　　It's over, what should I do?

　　I... won't be isolated by Eren and Sylphy in the future, right?

　　"hug."

　　"Is it self-righteous kindness?"

　　Rudy listened to Alan's murmurs and turned to look at him in surprise.

　　In the sight, Alan was leaning on the table, still looking up at the ceiling, his face was very calm, and there was no trace of the harsh questioning expression just now.

　　The subsequent voice floated into Rudy's ears from the air.

　　"Feel sorry."

　　".I am the one who should apologize, Allen. Actually, what you said makes sense. If Father was the same as you, Mother wouldn't have cried that night. Uh, hehe, why did we have an argument? This was not my intention before I came here. It must be funny if Sylphy heard it. Hahaha."

　　Rudy kept breathing heavily, his face frozen.

　　He stared at Alan with wide eyes, and the latter stopped looking at the sky and looked back at him in surprise.

　　The next moment!

　　The two tried to open the door at the same time, but ended up bumping into each other.

　　"Ouch!"

　　Rudy was instantly "sent" behind Allen with the flow secret technique.

　　With a creak, the door opened.

　　Alan leaned out the door.

　　But he was obviously relieved.

　　Rudy hurriedly followed out.

　　Sylphy's door was still closed.

　　The two looked at each other, then walked quietly towards Sylphy's door, one in front and the other behind.

　　But before he could take two steps, Rudy bumped into Allen's back again.

　　He looked up in confusion.

　　Alan's body stiffened.

　　Lean forward and look forward.

　　I saw a figure in a white dress at the end of the corridor.

　　Watching them silently.

　　Rudy panicked instantly, and he turned stiffly to look at Allen.

　　I just felt that it was me who caused Alan to self-destruct early.

　　But what he saw was that Alan just frowned slightly and looked at Sylphy.

　　Eh? Wait, why is Sylphy at the end of the corridor at this time?

　　He turned to look at Sylphy and was about to call her over.

　　Alan moved.

　　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."

　　"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.

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