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

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

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"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.

Be sincere in your words.

"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 fine, that's fine."

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.

These words certainly did not come from Lady Hilda's mouth.

But

Her pupils trembled in her eyes and she slowly turned her head.

Alan was looking at her with his head tilted.

Repeat again.

"Why not?"

Sylphy looked at Allen's calm pupils and suddenly felt her heart skip a beat. She spoke without thinking in panic.

"I'm not a good dancer, no. No one will want to invite me."

"I would want to invite you."

Sylphy was stunned.

Everything was quiet.

Not far away, Rudy waved his fist vigorously.

Well done, Master Allen! I really taught you this!

He spoke immediately.

"Practice! Sylphy hasn't practiced properly yet! Let's practice now! Sylphy happens to be wearing a dress, so she can get used to it in advance. Alan will definitely be willing to practice with you!"

After hearing these words, Sylphy turned to look at Rudy with her eyes wide open, her mind going blank.

At this moment, her mind was filled with the look in Alan's eyes when he looked at her just now, and the weaving machines in Hilda's garment room.

Why the latter?

Because she really wanted to sew Rudy's mouth shut!

Just when she was looking panicked, she felt her hand being grabbed.

She looked at Alan in surprise.

Then his body was pulled by the other party and came to the living room.

Hilda just smiled and watched the interaction between the two the whole time.

In the living room, everyone has made room for an empty seat.

Allen and Sylphy stood face to face.

The former looked into the latter's face.

The latter looked at the uppers of her shoes—the low-heeled white dancing shoes that Hilda had prepared for her.

Strength came from his hands, pulling her one step closer.

In front of me is Allen's collarbone.

"Well, before I put on my dancing shoes, my stride was 15 centimeters shorter than usual, and after putting them on, it was another 5 centimeters shorter. Are my strides restricted now? Are they comfortable?"

As he spoke, Alan took Sylphy a few steps further.

Sylphy lowered her head in panic.

"No, I won't."

"That's good, as long as I shorten my steps."

The next moment, Alan took a step sideways, which was the starting posture of the foxtrot.

Sylphy hurried to catch up.

"My steps are a little unsteady, is that okay?"

"No! No!"

Alan retreated, slowly running his toes across the floor, stepped aside, and gently pulled Sylphy back.

The latter hesitated for a moment, then took a cautious step forward and stepped right beside his feet.

"Well, very good~"

".We need to speed up our pace. Be careful."

".good."

Alan pulled Sylphy in front of his face.

The distance is very close.

He put his hand on her waist.

Sylphy's muscles stiffened.

Then Alan's voice was heard.

"Wardrobe, thank you."

It was a very slight breath, so slight that Sylphy felt like it was an illusion.

Sylphy blinked.

"You are welcome."

The sound of dancing drowned out the barely audible whispers.

Step by step.

Step on your heartbeat.

Everyone watched the two dance.

"Alan is really good at teaching. Sylphy's steps and rhythm have gradually stabilized. It's amazing. I still remember that when he first taught you two months ago, you mastered it very quickly."

Hilda looked at the two of them and spoke slowly, restraining the smile that she only deliberately put on when facing Alan.

Alice hummed.

"Because Alan used the flow secret technique!"

"The secret of the flow?"

"Yes! When I make a mistake in the dance, he will use the flow secret to help me control my body and stabilize it! Until I gradually get used to it and can dance three beats without making any mistakes, he will stop using the flow secret! Mother, look! Alan has withdrawn the flow secret!"

Hilda touched Alice's head helplessly.

Look at the two people in the living room.

As expected, Sylphy's steps were now very smooth.

The dance came to an end.

Alan easily released his hand from Sylphy's waist and took a step back.

Freeze-frame of the foxtrot's finale.

The two looked at each other.

The living room was very quiet.

Sylphiben took a deep breath to calm her heartbeat, and at the same time, her pupils moved.

In the corner of his eyes, Hilda and the others were watching them quietly.

She couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Why, no one said anything, not even a word of encouragement.