They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

Upon hearing this exclamation, Marquis Arnold felt like he was going crazy.

Either the world has gone mad, or I have gone mad.

No, it's this person in front of me, this seemingly harmless elf girl, she's gone mad!

However, the elf girl's disappointment lasted only a moment, and she soon cheered up again.

"It's okay if this toy isn't enough. I heard that the biggest underground auction is starting the day after tomorrow, right, uncle?"

The elven girl had a bright smile on her face as she asked Marquis Arnold a question.

Her smile became increasingly morbid.

"Then we'll go and have a good time killing people, what do you say?"

Chapter 61 The Ordeal of the Silver Moon Princess, Senior Sister is Right Outside the Door, No! (6k)

The next day.

Looking at Xia, who was enjoying breakfast with elegant and graceful manners, Oboro pursed her lips and clenched her skirt.

Having finally mustered up the courage, I took the initiative to ask for help.

"Master, I earnestly request that you do me a favor?"

Xia was a little surprised to see Oboro suddenly bowing at a ninety-degree angle.

"I...I want to get rid of this..."

Oboro spoke haltingly after that, but at least he managed to get the words out.

This is much better than before when I could talk for ages and still not be able to say anything coherent.

Long felt that her social anxiety was too pathetic, so she wanted to get rid of her current situation.

And since Xia Ya was her best friend, he was the only person she could turn to for help.

"Okay."

Char took a spoonful of salad and readily agreed.

It was even more enjoyable than Long had expected.

She was a little surprised.

I thought that if I wanted Char's help, I would have to pay some price.

Before she could even state her conditions and promises, Xia Aya agreed?

The conditions aren't met yet?

Are all humans this pure?

Her expression was somewhat blank.

"Actually, there's one more small request."

Seeing the expression written all over Oboro's face, Char also felt very sincere.

"This ring..."

"no!"

Without a second thought, Long refused decisively.

If the conditions were different, she would try her best even if it was difficult.

But I can't accept the dimension aspect.

Long opened her mouth, wanting to explain, her little face turning red, feeling indignant.

A succubus's tail can only be touched by a chosen man.

Not to mention things like putting a ring on a tail.

Although it is just a simple action, the sacred meaning it contains is something that humans cannot understand!

So how could we easily agree?

Such behavior is utterly shameless, even among succubi.

However, social anxiety is not something that develops overnight.

She couldn't explain such a long string of words clearly; she couldn't even speak fluently.

He started rambling incoherently as soon as he opened his mouth.

I decided to keep quiet and not say anything more.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop here for now."

Char quickly said he was giving up.

Otherwise, he felt that this socially awkward princess's face would burn.

It didn't catch fire, but I was still relieved.

Then Oboro felt even more annoyed.

As expected, this approach won't work; we still need to train harder!

The first lesson in social anxiety training: going out.

How can you not have social anxiety if you stay at home every day?

The first step to getting out of the current situation is to connect with people.

As you get more familiar with it, it gradually becomes a habit, and naturally you won't feel afraid anymore.

"You can't stay home every day like this; you should go to class."

Go to class?

Long slightly opened her eyes.

The thought of having so many people in such a small space filled her with panic, and she began to have second thoughts.

"But, but attending classes is useless for me."

Since she couldn't cultivate, those courses were completely useless to her.

That's why she doesn't go to class.

Char crossed his arms and quietly watched the guy desperately trying to find excuses for skipping class.

Under his gaze, Oboro grew increasingly timid, wishing he could shrink into a ball.

"Really... it doesn't work."

Her voice was soft and slightly aggrieved.

Char immediately grabbed her and forcibly dragged her away.

Long resisted, but it was no use.

Char Aznable forcibly dragged this socially awkward shut-in into the classroom.

The classroom was bustling with activity even before the school bell rang.

Some people were playing and frolicking in twos and threes, while others were engrossed in their phones, watching videos, listening to music, or playing games.

It wasn't actually that noisy.

But for a socially anxious girl who has always lived a reclusive life, this is nothing short of torture.

The crowd was full of people.

Fear even caused physical discomfort.

Long covered her mouth, her face pale.

I feel like vomiting...

Seeing his pathetic state, Xia couldn't help but secretly shake his head.

However, he still stayed close to her, keeping most of her gaze and voice out of her sight.

"Just keep trying to adapt. Actually, not many people will care about you. Everyone has their own life. Just be yourself."

Oboro gave Char a somewhat weak smile.

His face was pale, and he looked somewhat panicked, like a frightened little rabbit.

It was precisely because of Xia Ya's presence that she was able to barely maintain her composure.

But it's not that no one noticed the two of them.

That's the mysterious and powerful Char Aznable!

He actually came to class too?

Who is the girl next to him?

Others might just cast curious glances, but one person took it to heart.

The princess with long, silver-white hair was sizing up the two of them.