The morning air was exceptionally fresh, and a ray of sunlight shone on the treetops, bringing vitality to the entire city. I stood by the window, marveling at the magnificent scenery of the city.
A carriage drove up to the main gate of the Duke of Croggs's mansion. Although it wasn't particularly luxurious, it was clearly quite valuable.
"Who is it?"
Although nobles and knights from various places visit Croggs almost every so often throughout the year, those nobles are always accompanied by countless guards, and their entourage is always quite grand. But what's going on today...?
Is this the first time that only one carriage has come?
The carriage soon stopped in front of the Duke of Croggs's mansion, and a man stepped out...
"woman?"
My room was quite a distance from the main entrance of Croggs, so I couldn't see the person's face clearly, but judging from the woman's attire, it looked like she was wearing a maid outfit.
"A maid?"
She was probably some noblewoman's maid or servant. I didn't pay her any mind and quickly closed the window. These nobles were complicated, and I didn't want to get involved.
"Speaking of which, today is the end of our agreement. Should I go and resign to Lord Krogos?"
Looking back on the past year, Leon sighed helplessly. What had he actually done? Had he spent every day in the library, immersed in the magical world of books? Or had he leisurely been thinking about what to eat each day?
"We came here to be tutors, so why is it like a vacation?"
Ilotti's gentle personality never reappeared. Although Ilotti's attitude changed somewhat later, she still had that gritted teeth look that sent chills down one's spine.
"She's such a cute girl!"
Of course, this sentence cannot be used to describe that short-tempered personality, but rather Ilotie, who only spent less than three months with Leon, the gentle, lovely, kind and innocent Ilotie!
I think if Ilotti heard my evaluation of her now, she would probably rush over and punch me a couple of times, right? Just thinking about it makes me shudder.
"Am I going crazy?"
I was actually discussing that irritable maniac...
I shook my head, banishing the image of Ilotti from my mind, and began to tidy my clothes.
After changing back into his original clothes, he realized they were a little too short. Was he at the age where he was growing? Note: Leon's outfit is inspired by Ali Baba's Sharjah in The Magic Tales.
After all, it would be very impolite to take the Croggs family's system with him, and Leon didn't want to be judged that way, even though Lord Croggs wouldn't care.
"Young Master Leon..."
The incredibly familiar voice reached Leon's ears. He was slightly taken aback, even doubting whether what he was hearing was a hallucination, and for a moment he didn't dare to turn his head away.
"Huh? Young Master Leon..."
"No, no, no! It must be a hallucination. How could Sylvie be here? It seems I'm just too eager to go home and see Sylvie, so it's understandable that I'm hallucinating."
Hearing that longed-for voice again, Leon still didn't turn his head away. He was afraid, just as he feared, that if he turned around, everything would disappear...
Actually, there was no one standing there, and there was no such thing as Sylvie...
"Young Master Leon...?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leon felt himself being held tightly in someone's arms, warm breath spraying on his cheek. The feeling was strange yet familiar.
Those soft breasts? That alluring voice? This...?
"It really is Sylvia!"
Without any hesitation, I turned my head and saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face. She was still wearing the maid outfit I remembered, and her pretty face was full of smiles.
"Was that maid... Sylvie?"
I never imagined that Sylvie would be here, let alone that she would be with that maid.
"Thank you! Deity!"
While marveling at this, she didn't forget to turn around and give the huge breasts a few hard squeezes. That familiar feel, there's no doubt about it!
“Sylvia…”
Leon excitedly called out Sylvie's name, nestled in her arms, feeling incredibly safe. What if this was an illusion? He felt he had found a reason to kill a god!
“Hmm…Young Master Leon…long time no see…” Sylvie smiled at Leon, her eyes filled with tenderness and love.
"Long time no see! Sylvia..."
I buried my head in Sylvia's chest, and to be honest... I could massage breasts like that all day without getting tired!
Sylvie gently stroked my hair, not disliking my actions, and said with a hint of enjoyment, "Well, young master Leon, have you missed me this past year?"
"I don't just want to! I dream about seeing Sylvie every day." After a year apart, Sylvie's breasts seem to have become even fuller, almost as if they're about to burst out...
"Oh? Will Sylvie become Young Master Leon's masturbation fantasy?"
"Yes, of course!"
Sylvie chuckled, then whispered in my ear, "Oh dear! Young Master Leon is quite the lecherous brat!"
"Huh? What did Sylvie just say..."
"ha……"
Recalling Sylvie's words, Leon realized how wrong things had gotten, and his smooth, fair face flushed crimson: "No, no, no! That's not true..."
"What am I saying! Ugh... This is so embarrassing!"
Leon wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground. He couldn't possibly stay in Sylvie's arms. He covered his face tightly with his hands... standing there like a neighbor's child who had done something wrong, head down, not daring to look at her.
However, seeing Leon like this, Sylvie chuckled, walked up to him, cupped his face, and examined him carefully for a while before slowly saying, "Oh my... my young master Leon has grown quite a bit! I really want to secretly eat you up!"
“Sylvia…”
Muttering to myself, what should I say in this situation? I felt my heart skip several beats...
"Hmm?..." Sylvie's gaze kept following me, like a gourmet examining a dish on a plate.
Leon lowered his head further and further down, as if it were about to touch the floor...
"Alright! Sylvie, stop teasing Master Leon!" She chuckled softly, released my face, and stood up to speak to me.
"No wonder even her father almost couldn't resist her; she really is a little devil!"
I sighed inwardly... thankfully it was finally over. If this had continued, little Leon would have really broken out of the door, and if Sylvie had seen him, she would probably have said something out of line.
"Sylvia, really..." I pouted and complained. Although I didn't hate it when Sylvia teased me like this... it was really embarrassing for all the men to be so easily manipulated by her every time!
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