Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　She looked a little confused and turned to look at the sofa.

　　Five people.

　　Ten eyes.

　　Everyone looked at him.

　　His eyes were burning.

　　Sylphy was slightly stunned, then immediately realized something.

　　In the fitting room, there are two people, a man and a woman.

　　Change clothes.

　　Thinking of this, Sylphy's already red cheeks were about to turn purple.

　　I just wanted Alan to take a look at Hilda's wardrobe. No... I didn't have any other ideas.

　　"Just now. That was."

　　Sylphy subconsciously wanted to find a reason to explain, but...

　　Very unfortunate.

　　She found that she couldn't explain herself at all.

　　The expressions of everyone around the sofa were very interesting.

　　Everyone's emotions are almost directly shown on their faces.

　　And the emphasis is obviously different.

　　There is no way to deal with it in just two sentences.

　　Sylphy felt her face burning, and could only cover her face helplessly.

　　Just next to the sofa.

　　Alice raised her eyebrows. She hadn't even noticed that Sylphy had invited Allen to change clothes with her. It was only because the other people's reaction was too obvious that she followed everyone's gaze and looked at Sylphy.

　　But her attention was not focused on changing clothes in the same dressing room, which was a very common "little thing" in the Boreas Mansion. After all, whether Grandpa Sauros was changing clothes or sleeping, there was always a beast girl by his side.

　　In her eyes, that was Allen, who was an adult/teacher/admiration object and had a high degree of overlap with Sauros in some aspects.

　　Just changing clothes with Sylphy.

　　Forget changing clothes, even sleeping together, what's the big deal? She doesn't even think it's a big deal if there are a few more beast girls sleeping together.

　　At this moment, she was more attracted by the evening dress that Sylphy was wearing. Her eyes moved from her face to her chest and the tight skirt that bound her waist and hips.

　　Nodded slightly.

　　It was right not to choose this skirt! It's impossible to walk properly in such a restraint! I can't even perform the foxtrot!

　　Rudy's reaction was completely opposite to Alice's. He showed expressions of great joy and relief, crossed his arms and nodded continuously.

　　It's perfect! Is there anyone in this world who is better at dating than me, a genius who has played all the gal games?

　　You see, with just a few words, Alan has made obvious growth in these three months. No matter what he is saying or doing, he no longer avoids Sylphy, and even when Mrs. Hilda is not around, his eyes are always glued to Sylphy!

　　He was much more open.

　　Look at this. Look at this.

　　Is there any possibility of being more 'calm' than the current situation?

　　Go! Attack Master Allen!

　　I have seen your conditions, and your fighting spirit is high and undying!

　　Gileno looked at Sylphy's long ears and fixed his sight on the hem of her skirt.

　　There were no palm prints there.

　　Many years ago, before Senis joined the team, Paul met Elinalize who was adventuring alone at an adventurer's party. Sylphy's long-eared features reminded her of the embarrassing scene when the two of them left the table halfway and she later discovered them coming out of the bathroom of the party tavern together.

　　Alifa looked at Sylphy's long ears that had almost turned purple, and covered his face with his hands.

　　Sure enough, does Mr. Allen really like long ears?

　　Should I listen to Li'er and go to her house at night?

　　Just then, there was a creaking sound.

　　The door next to Sylphy opened.

　　Alan walked out from the door.

　　Sylphy, Gileno, Rudy, Alifa, and even Sylphy who was right next to Allen turned their heads to look, and were all stunned.

　　The dress fits well and is appropriate.

　　Although it was a double-breasted long style, Allen's height had reached 175cm when he was 12 years old. With his slender figure and excellent waist-to-shoulder ratio, the dress was held up straight without any of the mischievousness of a child wearing adult clothes.

　　The shirt, which is similar to the Barrymore collar before the crossover, is not buttoned tightly at the neck, but is casually turned outward and draped over the collar of the dress, but it does not look sloppy.

　　Just elegance.

　　The glasses on the bridge of the nose were put into the chest pocket when he was getting dressed.

　　The necklace that Loki gave him was exposed around his neck, gleaming faintly in the bedroom bathed in the light of the setting sun.

　　He just stood there.

　　The posture is relaxed and natural.

　　But he forced his presence into everyone's eyes.

　　The warrior temperament that usually only wore swordsman's clothes was completely restrained by this formal dress with aristocratic atmosphere. Alan, as a swordsman, quickly faded in everyone's mind.

　　Instead.

　　A nobleman with an elegant figure and proud eyes.

　　Why were everyone stunned?

　　Because even though it was the first time everyone saw Alan dressed like this, his change in temperament did not feel abrupt at all.

　　Normally he wore a swordsman's uniform, with a confident and sharp look that was associated with great strength, but now, with just a change of clothes, he seamlessly switched to the vague arrogance of an aristocrat.

　　It is usually highly related to the sword-fighting style, and the nimble and graceful manner of swinging the sword has also transformed into a sense of nobility and elegance in every gesture.

　　This change is too smooth.

　　as if

　　He was born to be this way.

　　Born to stand in the mansion of Boreas.

　　Born to bear the name of Boreas.

　　Born.

　　That's part of Boreas.

　　——

　　When everyone was in a daze.

　　Hilda sat up on the sofa.

　　She was wearing a thick plush nightgown and walking towards Allen in slippers. Because she was bedridden, her steps were a little weak and she staggered a little.

　　The bunny-eared girl, whose face was flushed as she watched Alan, suddenly reacted and hurried to support Hilda.

　　But the latter refused.

　　"Don't help me, Arifa."

　　Hilda walked towards Allen step by step. Her steps were a little unsteady at first, but soon stabilized. Her steps became larger and faster.

　　finally.

　　She stood in front of Alan.

　　She looked at him steadily.

　　Alan also looked at her indifferently.

　　Hilda's lips slowly formed a smile.

　　"Just as I thought, Alan."

　　"This dress suits you very well."

　　As she spoke, she placed her hand on Allen's wrist, where the sleeve was obviously a little shorter. She blinked, measured it roughly with her fingers, and began to speak.

　　"It's just that the cuffs are a little short, about 3cm. I guess I'll need to change the size later."

　　Alan looked down at Hilda's hand.

　　body temperature

　　In contact.

　　It spreads down the arms, gently caressing the skin.

　　Hilda's hands were a little cold.

　　But for some reason, he felt very warm.

　　This is a feeling I have never felt in my two lifetimes.

　　It was somewhat similar to the warmth I had felt from Senis.

　　But completely different.

　　——

　　"So, do you like the style and color, Alan?"

　　Hilda raised her eyes and looked at Alan.

　　Around one o'clock, there are two chapters.

　　I'd like to recommend a book. The author is an old writer, but it's still a young art. If you like it, you can go and have a look.

　　(End of this chapter)

187. Chapter 184: Thanks for the Whisper, Panic Heartbeat

　　187.

　　"Although I think this dress suits you very well, but if you don't like it..."

　　Hilda was mumbling something, but the next moment, she was interrupted by Alan.

　　He looked up into Hilda's eyes, serious.

　　The words are sincere.

　　"No, no matter the color, material, or style, I like them all. Thank you."

　　Hilda looked into Alan's eyes and smiled with narrowed eyes.

　　"That's good, that's good."

　　Then, her eyes slowly moved away from Alan's face and looked at Sylphy, who was watching the interaction between mother and son in a daze.

　　"Lu Fei's dress is also very beautiful, but the part from the waist to the thigh may not be convenient for walking. Lu Fei needs to be careful when dancing."

　　Sylphy nodded blankly, then quickly glanced at Alan's shoulder beside her and said subconsciously.

　　"I have to be careful! No one will ask me to dance."

　　"Why not?"

　　Sylphy forced a smile and was about to speak when she was suddenly stunned.

　　She glanced up at Hilda.

　　The latter looked at her with a smile in her eyes, as if the words just now were not spoken by her at all.

　　No.

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