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

Chapter 253: My house was stolen?

A black and white figure fell to the ground.

——Sylphy and Izolo.

They were obviously eavesdropping by sticking to the door.

Of course, this did not escape Alan's attention.

Apparently the commotion just now caught the attention of the two girls.

Therefore, Allen chose the most direct way - to open the door and prove his innocence.

This is not soliciting a prostitute, this is an assassination. If you don't believe me, just look, I haven't taken off a single piece of clothing.

is not it?
It should be so.

It should be so.

In Allen's vision, that's how it should be.

But
At this moment, when Izoloti and Sylphy fell to the ground, their white hair and black hair left tails in the air. Alan casually glanced at the two women on the ground, and was about to turn back to look at the assassin and explain the situation.

But! As soon as he looked away, his eyes widened! He turned his head and looked at the two women on the ground.

Alan's mouth, which wanted to open to explain, opened and closed helplessly.

??? No, Miss Izuruti! Miss Sylphy! What are you doing! ? ! ? What are you wearing?
Ah? ? ?
The two assassins were equally surprised as he was.

They looked at Izolo and Sylphy who were on the ground with extremely shocked expressions.

He looked up at Alan again.

Her mouth opened, and the cat girl on the ground even forgot that there was a dagger stuck in her foot at that moment.

I didn't expect that you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, kept saying it was meaningless.

Pointless? It is quite meaningless!
Wow, you have more tricks than professionals like us?
Or two of them together?
A woman with a cold face and the ability to draw a sword, would actually dress like this to "sleep with you" at night?
A cute girl who looks innocent but can actually be so perverted as to come to the 'bed'?
You taught me well!

Silence, dead silence, enveloped the guest room.

Even the swinging of the weight of the wall clock was so clear.

Click.

——11:20.

Click.

- 10:50
The corridor of the hotel was quiet and the clock hanging on the wall was ticking normally.

Thirty minutes had passed since Alan and others entered their respective guest rooms.

The only disadvantage of expensive things is that they are expensive, and this theorem applies to the Water City Hotel.

Which hotel has the facilities to place a grandfather clock at the end of the corridor?

The carpet in the corridor is changed once a week, and candlesticks are hung on the walls adjacent to each room. This is for lighting needs, but if the light is too bright, it will lose some of the atmosphere that the hotel should have.

Therefore, the glass on the lampshade is all enamel-textured, which makes the light from the candlelight more hazy.

The ground looks as if covered by an orange veil, giving it an ambiguous feeling similar to that of a sunny evening.

The totally non-aggressive and cute waiter downstairs in the hotel repeatedly patted her bulging chest to make assurances.

There is absolutely no problem with sound insulation. This hotel, funded by the Liupu City Government, has sacrificed space for the privacy of its guests and added a 50-centimeter-wide soundproof space between the two guest rooms. In this way, there are two walls and a hollow mechanical soundproof structure.

Even if you sing loudly in the guest room, alone or with a few people, for several hours, until dawn, there is no possibility that you will be heard by the guests next door.

After the waitress finished speaking, she blinked and looked at Izoloti, then at Sylphy, and then at Alan, who was tall and looked very energetic standing between the two of them. Then her eyes swept across Alice's and Alan's similar faces.

Smilingly took out

——Aphrodisiac.

Alan was very disdainful and refused with a wave of his hand.

His brows were furrowed, as if he had been insulted.

Then he raised his eyes and glanced over here.
The corners of her mouth lifted, with a hint of anticipation. ——Excerpt from Sylphy's perspective.

There was a crash and water splashed everywhere.

Sylphy was thinking about what had just happened and accidentally slipped and fell into the bathtub. She pulled her head out of the water and looked to the side.

The white-haired girl in the mirror had her soft hair all stuck to her face, and her long pointed ears were trembling.

Like a puppy.

This was the first time Sylphy had seen a bathroom with a mirror, and it was placed right in front of the bathtub. Even in Hilda's bedroom in Boreas, she had never seen such a structure.

But she hadn't seen enough of it, and thought it was just an ordinary bathroom structure for the Asura nobles.

She was stunned for a moment, looked at the soaked white-haired puppy in the mirror, and spat out the water in her mouth.

With a splash, Sylphy stood up, holding the handrail on the side of the huge bathtub, and stepped out of the bathtub.

——As for why there is a handrail on the bathtub, Sylphy did not show any confusion, because its style is very convenient to hold on to, it must be a more advanced bathtub design.

Click, Sylphy stood in front of the mirror.

Drops of water kept dripping from her pink and white skin to the ground.

She looked at her skinny body in the mirror, stretched out her hand and stroked it in front of her body without any hindrance. Her expression seemed as if she wanted to cry but couldn't.

The moment I saw the long-eared tribe, the thought that came to my mind was not shyness, but - it's over, it's over, even if the long-eared tribe is so mature and charming, it still doesn't look full enough. What Mrs. Hilda said turned out to be the truth.
I...I thought she cheated on me.

Sylphy has a strong and competitive nature.

After confirming that they were in the same "adventurer" team as their teacher, Sylphy asked herself if she could ever compare to Roxy's status in Allen's heart, but she was occasionally glad that her figure seemed to be better than her teacher's.

In this way, you won't be too weak even in front of the teacher.

Sylphy sniffed, reached down her waist, and pinched her already voluptuous thighs.

Pinch it.

The pain in my vagina is not a dream.

Well, now apart from my hips and legs, it seems that I have no other advantages.

But the lady once said that although the Boreas family prefers orcs, they also have high requirements for body shape. Arifa is the same as herself, and as a result, he is always intimidated by Alan.

What should I do? After they get married, Allen will always live with Izoluti!
If I had known... I would not have accepted her!

Xinyu said so, but this was just Sylphy's complaint under the sense of crisis. The fundamental reason why she accepted Izalti was because.

She felt her heart breaking. She had also been through this phase half a year ago.

Isaruti is a good person. Like himself, she tries to suppress the urge to get close to Alan and help him.

So we shouldn't let her cry alone, right? And chatting with Isa Luti was also very pleasant. She was very caring in her words. Although sometimes some unwilling thoughts were also caught by herself, she always restrained herself to keep a distance from Allen.

Especially the way she looked at herself. The emotion Sylphy read was the deep envy hidden in her black pupils.

It’s the same as my past self.

So Sylphy accepted her completely. She gave Izoloti a chance, which was also a chance for her past self.

So after eavesdropping on Allen's "thoughts" in the corridor of the Motalit Love Hotel, the two of them whispered to each other on the bed and made three rules - accept each other, but they both need to wait for Roxy, the first-order person, to return before finalizing the final outcome of the matter.

And when Sylphy deliberately put on a stern face and talked about this with Izoloti.

The other person cried.

She also accepted the part of herself that she admired but could not get.

Roxy gave Sylphy a chance.

Sylphy is also willing to help Izolo get a chance.

So-called, the self-guided version of the harem of the unprofessional succubus——girls helping girls（？）

But at this moment, Sylphy was not happy at all. She looked at the mirror bitterly.

But the problem now is.
Alan he.
Good, good, good, good, good, good, good, I can’t help it anymore!!!
The expression on his face when he refused the aphrodisiac looked scary, as if he was naked.TT, and the way he looked at those mature sisters was also wrong, completely different from usual, as if he was a hunter looking at his prey.

Moreover, the response after Isa Luti suggested moving into her house.

——Play for a while and go to sleep when you are tired.

Have some fun.
Alan he he he he he he he he wants to play play play play play play whatever the hell he wants!

According to what the lady had told me about the customs among the nobles, that was the only thing the head of the family could do with the female members of the family at home!
Besides, Allen never asked for a separate room during the whole trip, so why did he do this tonight?
Yes. Because it is not convenient when there are too many people. I heard that when that happens, you can't help but scream.
And after arriving in the capital, there will be many obstacles if everyone lives together. So when Allen found out that the soundproofing was good, he immediately suggested that everyone have a room after refusing the aphrodisiac.
There is also an explanation.
What should I do? Teacher
It seems like Sylphy will be eaten by Eren before you.
But there is no way to do this! I can't refuse. If I refuse, Allen will hate me. And I will definitely be ignored after we get married.
But, I, I, I, I can talk to him and just hold him while sleeping. It should be ok.
So, you must blame Alan after you come back.
Sylphy covered her face, as if she had made some kind of mental preparation amidst the layers of misunderstandings. Her pale skin had turned crimson, and she took two deep breaths.

Then he used the blowing magic to dry his body.

Then, he turned around, put on a stoic expression, and walked out the door.

I walked across the soft carpet and arrived in front of the suitcase.

Opened the middle compartment of the suitcase.

In just a moment, Sylphy's face turned red as if blood was about to drip out.

In the sight, in the compartment of the suitcase is——

Transparent and seductive silk panties, with a long tail that looks like it needs to be tucked into something to be fixed, a gauze, low-cut nightgown with a super short skirt, hairpins embroidered with various orc ear decorations, and high heels strung together with silver chains and pearls.

A complete set.

It's totally inconsistent with Sylphy's style.

Hilda and Lil discussed and prepared it overnight based on the XP of the men in Boreas.

The mother is always good at thinking about her son. Not only did she teach Sylphy enough knowledge this year, she also gave her a lot of "combat equipment".

A comprehensive development strategy, if Alan doesn't come himself, the mother will be more anxious than him.

Sylphy looked at the equipment in the suitcase with a blushing face, and picked up each piece to measure against her body.

Then, he quietly put it on himself.

First, there was a black cat-ear hairpin, which matched perfectly with Sylphy's white hair.

Then the nightgown fell down with a rustle, and the hem just covered her buttocks.

After that--

Sylphy looked at the long tail and her eyes began to turn red.

This. This lady said that it can be used multiple times, and it is said that it is to enhance the novelty, and it can be put in front first. It is so shameful. Why do nobles like this?
Change. Metamorphosis.
She skipped her tail and lifted her silk panties, but she hesitated as she thought of the elf lady she met today.

Do you want to wear it?
No! You have to wear it!! After all, we are just sleeping together! It would be embarrassing if I didn’t wear it!
She had completely forgotten that she didn't need to use these 'equipment' when sleeping together. Miss Sylphy's brain was already overloaded.
With a rustling sound, Sylphy lifted her legs to put on her panties, and tied the belt around her waist, digging into her soft flesh.

When she put on the shoes, the silver chains and pearls crawled around her toes, making Sylphy's toes look even smaller.

Turning around, he looked at the clock on the wall.

——11:00.

Well, wait a moment.
Ai Allen should be here soon.
She covered her face again.

-

"Crack, crack." A hand stroked the edge of the tub, and the slender fingers grasped the tub handrail very hard.

"Splash, splash." In the bathtub, the water surface ripples.

"division"

"brother"

Finally, the water stopped rippling, the fingers stopped applying force, and the bathtub stopped creaking.

Izuluti held the edge of the bathtub with one hand, and lay down dejectedly, with half of her soft black hair floating in the water. Her legs, which were tightly clamped in the water, relaxed, and her other hand also floated to the surface and climbed onto the edge of the bathtub.

"Huhu. Huh."

Dressed in air, Isa Luti looked up at the mirror in front of her.

The design of the bathroom in this hotel is really convenient.

Although the handrails and mirrors have another purpose.

She stretched out her fingers and brushed the hair that was stuck to her forehead behind her ears.

The woman in the mirror had a flushed face, a dazed look, and looked very mature.

At this moment, Isa Luti felt a little unfamiliar.

It's already been two and a half years?
Two and a half years ago, Isa Luti, who couldn't eat for several days after hearing the news of her senior brother's death and still had a young face, has disappeared like bubbles floating on the water.

The other half, the hair floating in the air, had grown a lot longer than it had three years ago, covering the top of the beautiful curve of her chest.

Izuruti sighed.

When did you develop this bad habit?
Two years ago? One year ago?

Can not remember.

But it is undoubtedly different from when my brother left the capital.

Izuruti raised her hand and looked at the calluses on her fingertips.

This is all the result of practicing swordsmanship day after day.

Liquid between fingers.

This is also the result of practicing "swordsmanship" day after day.

(End of this chapter)