Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　wardrobe

　　Maybe that's a solution.

　　January 24. Snow.

　　The plan still failed, but Alan saw it all.

　　He said don't get frustrated (handwriting trembles)

　　So happy.

　　Perseverance is useful, and so is hard work.

　　If the first time is not enough, try the second time.

　　If the second time is not enough, try the third time.

　　I also danced the love dance with Alan today.

　　I am so happy that I can feel Alan's body temperature again.

　　After freezing the action, I saw the necklace that the teacher gave to Alan.

　　It dangled around Alan's neck.

　　very beautiful.

　　Just like a teacher's eyes.

　　I quickly retracted my hand.

　　I guess the teacher has received my last letter.

　　If she could come.

　　That would be great.

　　all is well.

　　The only bad thing might be

　　I can't keep looking at Alan like this anymore. (Blur)

　　But it doesn't matter.

　　because

　　Sylphy was lucky enough.

　　My pig brain is overloaded and this chapter is not easy to write.

　　(End of this chapter)

202. Chapter 197 Lucky

　　202.

　　"It's okay."

　　Sylphy looked into Alan's eyes. She was silent for a moment, then shifted her pupils to look at the necklace that fell into Alan's collar next to his neck.

　　Blinked.

　　Suddenly he smiled.

　　".As long as I can help Alan, that's enough for me."

　　"I'm lucky."

　　Sylphy was stunned for a moment, the smile on her face disappeared, she widened her eyes and raised her head.

　　Alan was looking into her eyes, focused and serious.

　　Repeat again.

　　Again.

　　Afraid that Sylphy might have missed something.

　　"I'm lucky."

　　Sylphy looked at Allen's face for a while, then shifted her eyes to the side. The setting sun shone on her long ears, making them tremble.

　　Heartbeat.

　　Missed the shot.

　　The inexplicable feeling of panic worsened.

　　She sniffed.

　　"No need to repeat it a second time, I heard it."

　　"I'm lucky."

　　Sylphy suddenly became flustered. She raised her eyes and briefly "bumped" into Allen's. Her face suddenly turned red and she quickly waved her hands.

　　"I! I'm going back to bed! Ai! Goodnight Alan."

　　After saying that, she opened the door and was about to flee, but just as she was about to step into the door, she stopped.

　　He turned to look at Alan.

　　Because there was no response from Alan, who usually would respond immediately.

　　At this time, in sight.

　　The setting sun shone on Alan's face.

　　He narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to look at Sylphy.

　　"Good night."

　　"!"

　　Sylphy quickly turned her eyes away from Alan, slipped into the room, and closed the door behind her.

　　Hold your breath.

　　Leaning against the door panel.

　　After a while, there was a sound of a door closing outside.

　　Only then did she let out a long sigh of relief.

　　Then he covered his face with his hands and squatted down.

　　But still couldn't hide the blush on her face.

　　After an unknown amount of time, she finally stood up and took some unsteady steps.

　　First, he suppressed his steps and moved forward.

　　Then he started to walk briskly.

　　Finally, just run.

　　He jumped up, his white hair flying.

　　She threw herself onto the bed and rolled around.

　　——The bed in Boreas's house was very soft and warm, completely different from the hard bed in Buena Village's house.

　　Even though it has been nearly a year, I have been rolling around in bed every night, sleeping on a bed that I would never have dared to think of a few years ago.

　　Occasionally, she would feel a sense of unreality, but every time she had this thought, a new thought would immediately emerge in her mind to suppress this feeling.

　　He had not abandoned himself in the village of Buena, where Alan had brought me.

　　He lives next door, just separated by a wall.

　　Every time I think about this.

　　The unreal becomes real.

　　She buried her head in the quilt for a long time, almost suffocating, before she suddenly raised her head, showing a vigilant expression and listening attentively.

　　There was no sound of Alifa knocking on Allen's door today.

　　She raised the corner of her mouth and nodded.

　　I got up, jumped off the bed, walked to the table, moved the stool away, and was about to start writing in my diary.

　　Beautiful things need to be recorded.

　　So that you can review it frequently in the future.

　　But at this moment, Sylphy's expression froze slightly.

　　There were candles on the table, which were lit by the beast maids who came in to help light them during the afternoon discussion. The room service at Boreas was very good, especially after the maids realized that their status was obviously beyond that of ordinary tutors.

　　Every day at 5 o'clock, one hour before nightfall, someone would come to help clean, make the bed, and change the sheets. They were very disciplined, never touched any personal belongings, and were well-trained.

　　At first Sylphy was very uncomfortable, but when she saw that Alan and Rudy didn't have any special reactions, she gradually got used to it.

　　Then why are you still surprised now?

　　because

　　In her sight.

　　A piece of letter was lying quietly on her desk.

　　The room service time is also the time when the maids collect and sort the letters and place them on their respective desks according to the recipients.

　　This is the letter I just received. I didn't put it here when I left home this morning.

　　Sylphy blinked.

　　Upon closer inspection, the Shillong postmark on the envelope is clearly visible.

　　Loki's face appeared in her mind.

　　Just a moment.

　　He forcibly pulled out from his mind the image of Alan looking up at him, the words they spoke, and the gentle look on his face.

　　Sylphy was stunned for a moment and sniffed subconsciously.

　　His eyes dropped and he was silent for a moment.

　　The corners of her mouth trembled for a moment, and finally raised up.

　　Showed a smile.

　　It was exactly the same smile Hilda forced when facing Alan.

　　He reached out and slowly took the letter in his hand.

　　He murmured.

　　It seemed like he was talking to Roxy who was far away in the sky, and it seemed like he was trying to "convince" himself.

　　"Teacher, even without your encouragement this time, Lu Fei is still working hard. I am tenacious."

　　"The last time I wrote a letter, I felt like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. I cried and begged the teacher to come over, but I stood up again. Isn't that amazing?"

　　She placed her finger on the seal of the envelope.

　　"This time the situation is so serious, I think the teacher should come over. The letter will definitely state the time, but Lu Fei has already succeeded."

　　"But if the teacher comes, Alan will surely be happier."

　　"I also."

　　"Very happy."

　　As she spoke, Sylphy tore open the letter bit by bit with a smile on her face.

　　The seal of the letterhead is very short.

　　It took Sylphy a long time to tear it open.

　　It was as if as long as he didn't tear up the letter, he wouldn't have to go all the way to the point where he had to make a choice, and he could keep looking at Alan.

　　It seems that as long as you don't tear the letter,

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