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

Chapter 254: The yandere hidden under the mask of gentleness - the butterfly still 'flutters its wings'

This week's episode.

The butterfly effect caused by Allen is completely at the storm level.

If Allen was an invisible person like in the original story line and had not intervened in Isaruti's life at all, Isaruti would undoubtedly divert her attention from the death of her parents by practicing swordsmanship every day until she reached the age of puberty and escaped from the shadow of her parents' death.

At that time, she integrated swordsmanship into an inseparable part of her life, and even occupied a dominant position.

——By the time they got married, they were already in their twenties.

This is the life trajectory of Izuruti in the original work. He debuted as a talented young water king, willing to be taken to the Holy Land of Sword by the water goddess Leta herself as her favorite disciple, and to show off his "muscles" to the outside world by accepting the invitation.

You have to know that Alice and Nina, who were equally talented, were only sword saints at that time. And the future sword god Gino, who was a B, couldn't even beat a few girls at that time because he didn't have the desire to sleep with a woman.

No one else has the talent for controlling the little head.

But in this week, even though Alan, the butterfly, had already stirred up a storm in the royal capital, she was still more calm and focused on swordsmanship.

Because Alan is such a person.

Sexual characteristics develop very early in the world of Zero Job, and this is even more so in the capital of Asura. On average, most nobles have already begun to experience the joy of sex at the age of 10, and some of the women kept by noble families start even earlier. Even then, Izuluti had heard about who slept with whom the night before, who was in a love triangle with whom, who was visited by whose victim, and who was engaged to whom.

She just smiled.

It has nothing to do with her. I will practice sword with the person I like.

But since Alan 'disappeared', everything has changed.

When people were around, they thought it was normal.

Even when people are not around, thoughts of them keep coming back to me.

As I get older, I see more and more things happening with the opposite sex, and what I hear becomes more and more explicit. We have even started discussing when and what positions are less restrictive, and when there are several people, what positions can make everyone feel comfortable.

And just when Izoloti saw Alan from afar in the forest outside the city of Rigate, he was still alive and kicking.

Wait until we return to the royal capital.

Hearing this kind of words again.

After all, there is no way to stay out of it.

That very night, in the hazy consciousness before falling asleep, reason was the least restrained, and at night, emotions were the most active and overwhelmed the rationality of the water god.

The beginning of the 'swordsmanship' practice has begun.

When she was half asleep and half awake, she was at the boundary between dreams and matter, at the edge of the gap between ideals and reality.

Naturally, combined with the words I have been hearing and seeing over the years, and combined with the person I saw again yesterday, my own feelings were completely felt by me.

So, I put myself into those fragments.

One of the protagonists, a double-acting sparring match:

——(See comments)
Given my senior brother's strong personality, this kind of behavior would make him feel oppressed and unable to concentrate, so it's best to do it when he's drowsy, such as in the morning.

Judging from the brother's sleeping state, although he didn't sleep well, he controlled the duration and quality of his sleep very well. Such gentle movements would definitely not wake him up, so it would be better to get under the quilt and stimulate him slightly in other ways.

This way, the morning will be more pleasant.

Every night.

Of course, the next day, when Isaruti thought about what she was thinking unconsciously last night and what she did subconsciously, she would often feel frustrated and lose her defense.

Then, he returned home exhausted one day, faced with an empty mansion and the oppression of the reality that he was left behind.

Emotions are surging and I am eager to get relief.

So repeat this.

Night after night.

Of course, all this was done in a hazy state of consciousness, but one morning, Isaruti woke up very early and came to the dojo.

I happened to see my brother's wife riding my brother behind the door of the gym.
At that time, the other party gave me a provocative and contemptuous look.

It was probably because her brother always made her feel awe for the dojo, and the other party responded with contempt in this absurd but very Asura noble manner.

Isa Luti didn't react at all, just turned around and went back home.

Then in a sober state.

Here we go again.

It actually feels pretty good. It makes me feel more alive than in a hazy state.

It makes people want to get to know someone more deeply.

Just like now.

The bathroom was filled with steam and the windows were closed. For Izuluti, there was no such thing as claustrophobia. The small, warm, comfortable feeling of being confined only made her feel at ease.

——Because he was alone since childhood, he lacked the self-protection mechanism of love and care—'insecurity creates self-constraint'.

In addition to creating a safe space for yourself.

This also allows her to immerse herself in a state that makes her feel safer and more dominated when there is a lack of oxygen.

Isa Luti stretched out her hand and used her fingertips to create tiny ripples on the surface of the bathtub water.
Eyes wandering
So strange, today's threshold is so high. No relief at all
Is it because of what my brother said?
Play and then sleep
Thinking of this, she chuckled and reached out her hand to gently pat the water, as if blaming or acting coquettishly.

Senior brother is really getting more and more frivolous. What do you mean by playing for a while and then going to sleep when you are tired?
this kind of thing
For my brother's fighting spirit level, he won't feel tired at all.
It's obvious that he deliberately didn't want people to sleep.
That's really bad.
Hmm. It must be the bad habit that Senior Brother Allen contracted when he stayed in the brothel for a while. Before, he had not shown it under the restraint of his grandmother, but now the sea is wide and the fish is leaping. Naturally, it is constantly magnified.
Well, I should have followed my senior brother to the brothel at that time.

It’s all because of His Majesty the Second Northern God, who insisted on arresting my brother.

Isa Luti rested her chin on the edge of the basin, her black pupils blurred.

If I bring my brother home
What to do.
Only then can we bring up such a thing in a logical way.
So what my senior brother said today, and the special choice of a single room, does it also have some meaning?
But my senior brother also ordered me to give up my faith.
Well, it should be sooner or later.
after all
after all
All the women of my age have tried it, right? It's only natural for me to try it now. Since I'm far superior to them in swordsmanship, I can't fall behind in other aspects. I can't let them lag behind too much.
Those who advance bravely will win.

This is what my brother said.
If I work hard as my senior brother wants, there will be no problem.
If Miss Luo Qixi minds, at least we can use the morning wake-up method that we have planned.
At least it quenches your thirst.
This will also make the transition to the future smoother.
After all, there may be many situations in the future where you need to wake up your brother.
Isaruti bit her lip.

Well, it’s decided, it’s tonight.

If senior brother really comes, then just tell him verbally, this way there won’t be any problem with Miss Luo Qixi.

With a splash, Izuluti rose from the water and stepped out of the bathtub with just one casual step.

I walked out of the bathroom and came to the suitcase in the guest room.

He took out his pajamas, which looked very generous but too simple, and frowned in distress.

Then, his eyes lit up, and he walked to the table, picked up the knife, and cut it with his hands.

A neat slit appeared on the side of the pajamas leg.

Isaruti put on her pajamas and turned sideways to look at the mirror beside her.

In the mirror is a nightgown with a high slit all the way to the top of the legs. There is only one slit, which allows for a natural transition from being generous and simple to being sexy and seductive.

Izuluti raised her steps slightly, and the overdeveloped crotch groove was faintly visible.

His face turned a little red.

It seems that the fork is too high
But so be it.

She casually picked up the blade and cut the collar into a V-neck, then nodded with satisfaction.

As for underwear
Isaruti tilted her head and looked into the suitcase. The image of the blonde elf's outfit popped into her mind and she smiled with her eyebrows curved.

He murmured softly with some distress.

The words “Ah, I should have worn it just now” pierced my mind again - just go to sleep when you are tired of playing.

"But it's a bit troublesome to take off your pajamas then."

"Don't wear it anymore."

Then she leaned quietly against the door, allowing her thoughts to relax and her expression to calm.

His eyes were fixed on the clock on the wall.

10:51
10:52
10:53
10:54
10:55
11:16
For twenty-five minutes, Isaruti just leaned against the door motionlessly.

Outside the door, in the flow of feeling, the corridor was very quiet.

However, I don’t know if it was because I was in a daze and not clear-headed, but I seemed to have vaguely heard footsteps just now.

Is it an illusion?

Isa Luti didn't dare to confirm it, because after every night in the royal mansion, she was in this "aftermath" state and was very confused. She often had fantasies and hallucinations that her senior brother was lying beside her pillow.

But the anxiety is real.

Her usually curved brows were wrinkled into a pretty pimple, and she nibbled on her thumb gently.

It's been 25 minutes.
And Sylphy, it doesn't matter. Senior brother has great stamina.
wait a little longer
That's not right. There's no sound outside the door.
He didn't go anywhere.
Am I overthinking?
Izuruti closed her eyes and tried to calm down, but found that she couldn't calm down at all.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and patted his face.

He turned around and pressed the door handle.

Let's take a look. The room where the senior brother is is not too far away, just across the street. Let's take a look.
If my brother is safe, I'll go take a shower and sleep.
Um.
She nodded, opened the door with a faint creaking sound, and stepped out of the room barefoot, but before she could turn around and take a closer look at Alan's room.

The door of the room opposite was opened, and Sylphy, wearing black cat ears, a very short gauze skirt, and exquisite high heels, walked out anxiously.

Then, Sylphy, who was also anxiously waiting, had not yet turned to look at Allen's door, but suddenly widened her eyes in surprise and looked at the fair-skinned Izuruti opposite her in a deep V-neck and high-slit black skirt.

The two looked at each other.

They all gasped at the same time.

Then, at the same time, panicked and embarrassed, he quickly opened his mouth to cover up.

But he stammered, "Ah, Isa Luti, why, why haven't you slept yet?"

Isaruti lifted her hair and looked down at her dazzling V-neck. Her bright facial features wrinkled together, revealing a look of annoyance at being caught.

"Yes, yes, Sylphy, you haven't slept either."

Sylphy looked at her skirt and tried to pull the hem down, but because she had put on a pair of white stockings on an impulse and had put on the buckle, she couldn't pull it up at all and was about to cry.

"Yeah, well, this pajamas of yours looks great. It suits your figure very well." She looked at her overly childish outfit with a sad face, almost bursting into tears, with her head stuck in the air like an ostrich.

"Thank you, Sylphy. This outfit of yours looks great too. I think you're the type that senior brother would like." After all, Izuruti was older than Sylphy, so she quickly straightened her face and looked at Sylphy, with a look of surprise in her round eyes.

"Eh? Eh? Yes, is that so? Thank you, but I think it's too bad compared to you." TT
"No, what are you talking about? Sylphy looks very cute in this dress. Is this what Madam Hilda prepared for you?"? _?

"Oh, really? I have no confidence."

"No, please be confident. Senior brother will definitely like it."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Well, in just a few words, the topic has completely gone off track.

Maybe this is a woman.

Isaruti was about to say something.

at this time.

"Snapped."

The sound of hands slapping against skin came from the opposite room.

It was very 'far away' and couldn't be heard clearly, but the two girls could vaguely hear it because their attention was always distracted to Alan's guest room.

Izuluti and Sylphy were both stunned, thinking they had heard wrongly, and turned to look at Alan's door.

"Hmm" was a very slight groan.

But there is no doubt about it.

It's a woman's.

confirmed.

Both of their faces turned pale instantly and they looked at each other in surprise, but before they could react.

"Pah." "Hmm."

Izuluti and Sylphy both thought of the waitress on the first floor who was dressed up and selling aphrodisiacs. Their faces turned even paler and they looked at each other. Even twisting their necks seemed very difficult.

Subsequently.

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

The two women looked at each other.

In unison, their bodies moved, anxiously, yet miraculously trying not to make any sound. They reached the door in a few steps. Just as Izuru was about to turn the doorknob, Sylphy grabbed her hand in a panic, then pressed it against the door and listened carefully.

At the same time, he signaled Isaruti to come as well.

The feeling of stealing is very strong.

Isa Luti was stunned for a moment, then she also leaned against the door and listened.

-

Click.

——11:20.

In Allen's guest room.

As soon as Isaruti lay on the ground, she felt the heartbeats of three people in the flow of sensation.

It’s still quite fast. Well, my heartbeat is still accelerating.

She raised her head and looked straight at M on the table and Or2 lying on the ground.

They all wore only a gauze dress.

It's empty inside.

Very indecent.

No sense of shame at all.

I met him on the small bridge and was forced to retreat once, but he still dared to...
The second time
Catgirl and the long-eared killer.

Even so, they were still looking at their senior brother.

Some people really are.
Greedy.

(End of this chapter)