Sirina's words rang out outside the palace door. As she spoke, Satan Ye's gently swaying tail froze instantly. She realized almost immediately that Ira had been waiting for her outside the door for class much earlier.

Sleepiness was almost instantly dispelled by guilt, followed by self-examination...

Satanye wondered if she was worthy of being treated so seriously by Ira, and whether she was worthy of receiving Ira's teachings... but unable to find an answer, she immediately threw off the covers and sat up.

Under the watchful eyes of the other succubus maids and ghost maids around her, Satan Ye took off her clothes and quickly changed into her usual magical attire.

"I understand. Then let Satan Ye get some rest... She's already tried her best."

Ira's voice came from outside.

No… don’t joke around. Compared to your efforts, Mr. Ira, I haven’t done anything at all, I can’t do anything at all! So stop joking around, I haven’t tried hard enough!

"Wait! I have class! Mr. Ira!"

As Satan Ye shouted this, she stumbled out of the room, quickly straightening her clothes and yelling, "I shouldn't have been so lazy, please don't be disappointed in me!"

"..."

"Haha, no way."

Ira chuckled, reached out to straighten Satanye's collar, and, like the others, showed a relieved expression. He patted Satanye's head and said, "You've done very well."

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P.S.: Isabella rarely dreams, but if she does dream, there's often a scene where Isabella says to her, "I'm proud of you"... because it's never happened in real life.