[The night at Amber Hall is very quiet]

[You are surprised to find that the Demon King has not revoked your permissions to enter and exit Amber Hall at night, which makes you feel both touched and a little angry]

[The thought that the Demon King is a big villain imprints on your mind, but you find that you seem to quite like villains]

[As you're about to return to the dormitory, you notice a light leaking through the crack of a door along the way]

[That's Abigail's room]

[Soft, fragmented sounds come from the room. This familiar scene leaves you speechless, and you choose:]

[Let me give a good critique]

The scene unfolds.

Through the crack of the door.

Rephya saw a familiar figure pressed on the small girl in Abigail's cozy room.

Abigail is not very tall.

With knee-length long hair and a slender figure, she looks like a delicate doll.

And now that small doll is being held up, her eyes dazed and hollow, quietly watching the world's sway.

A moment later, she curls her toes, struggling to touch the bed.

But soon they drop powerlessly.

Rephya hears Chloe's voice coming from the room:

"Abigail, going to the bathroom?"

Abigail calls back rudely and weakly, "Okay."

Then comes the sound of trickling water, as if they are bathing.

After a while.

Chloe carries the small girl back to bed, and the girl's weak voice says:

"Brother, it's late. You should go back and rest."

"Mm, you sleep early too."

The footsteps from the door crack make Rephya hasten her steps away in a panic.

Back in her own dormitory, Rephya feels her heart pounding.

Somehow, sweat seeps out as well.

Just when she finally calms her wildly beating heart, a knocking comes at the door.

"Rephya?"

It's Chloe's voice.

Rephya only feels her heart almost jumping to her throat.

Her legs tremble a bit, but she forces herself to open the door despite her fear, and as she's about to say "Senior, what do you want," Chloe uses his hand to block the door crack.

Chloe looks at the young girl with some helplessness and says:

"You still like to peek."

"I-I didn't!" Xiaolu's voice has a sobbing tone, "It's clearly you, Senior, who appear in front of me every time."

"So how much did you see?"

"..."

"If I say I'm too healthy, would you believe that?"

"Senior, do you think I believe it or not?"

"I think you believe it."

"Senior, you big pervert, are you treating girls like stamp collecting?"

"If it were really stamp collecting, you wouldn't have escaped a long time ago," Chloe says calmly, "Abigail is weak; I've already restrained myself a lot."

Rephya's gaze instinctively drifts elsewhere, muttering in her heart:

[The senior is indeed too healthy]

Then...

She is dumbfounded to find that the senior has controlled his [emotions].

Somehow.

Rephya suddenly feels a sense of defeat.

Along with it comes a kind of emotion that maybe can be called flustered and exasperated.

Rephya painfully covers her face and says:

"Senior, why do you have to do this?"

"Do what?"

"Senior, you're playing dumb again. You've already been with Sister Fufu like that, so why be with other girls too."

Chloe squints and says:

"Xiaolu, you're the one who's always peeking, alright."

"It's you, Senior, who's always hanging out with girls!"

"So why, this whole time, Rephya, have you been bringing up this topic whenever you see me..."

"So, so what?"

"Just consider it me not controlling myself, but why do you care so much, Rephya?"

"When you control me, Senior, I never said anything!"

Rephya is genuinely angry.

Chloe is also angry.

Rephya expresses she has nothing to say about the senior's shameless behavior.

"First it was Sister Lilith, then Sister Fufu, and now there's also Abigail; how obsessed with this kind of thing do you have to be to do this!"

Chloe pinches the bridge of his nose and says:

"So you might as well just consider my private life chaotic?"

"But don't you feel guilty? If I tell Sister Fufu about this, can you have a clear conscience?" Rephya looks at him sadly and says, "Senior, two-timing is wrong. And this isn't even just two-timing."

"..."

"Hmph, feeling guilty now? I-I just think, Senior, you could clearly become a more perfect person, so why do this."

She stands there awkwardly, tugging at Chloe's clothes and says:

"Senior, I really don't want to see you all arguing over this kind of thing in the future. Everyone is so nice to me; I just want to see everyone happy."

Rephya's eyes look pitifully sad.

Chloe sighs and says, "Xiaolu, there are many things you don't know."

Rephya's simulation can only grasp limited secrets, and she will often make misjudgments.

But Chloe can't explain everything to her.

"No, I know a lot!"

Rephya believes the information she got through simulation is much more than what the senior knows.

But why has it come to this point, she doesn't understand.

She no longer has a home.

Now she drifts outside, like a wanderer without a place.

The Ethereal Emblem is her last refuge.

Being here, although she can't always be happy, at least many people still hold expectations for her.

Sister Fufu is like that.

Sister Miseria is like that.

Even Laura, and even Lilith, are good people.

She couldn't imagine her current relatively peaceful life turning into nothing but arguments because of this, and how miserable she would feel.

Moreover...

Although the senior is shameless and his private life is a mess, with many flaws, his strengths far outweigh these.

More importantly, he is one of the few people she can trust.

If it's the senior's problem, Rephya feels she can't remain objective and make him correct it.

Most likely, she'd be dragged down with him.

She hates that kind of senior and even more hates herself standing by his side in such a situation.

If it were someone else, she would have already told Sister Fufu about the two-timing.

Because it was originally the senior's fault.

But since it's him, she hesitated a bit more.

Just that little bit of hesitation made the situation worse than it was before.

She feels she also has her own issues for it turning out like this.

If she had exposed this sooner, would the senior not have gone so far?

This way, the harm to Sister Fufu could be less.

And it wouldn't be this hard to handle now.

She's really afraid of Sister Fufu getting hurt.

Her heart aches terribly, and the little pearls in the eyes of the maiden are about to fall.

"The senior is a scumbag, a big idiot, a perverted man with just dirty thoughts..."

She stopped mid-sentence.

Perhaps too agitated, she accidentally burst into tears and runny noses.

Realizing it was embarrassing, the Heroic Maiden quickly sniffed.

She did it so fast the senior might not have noticed it.

But just as she breathed a sigh of relief, a snot bubble slowly blew out.

"Yes, yes," Chloe handed her a wet tissue, saying, "Wipe it off first."

"Th-thank you." Rephya pitifully took the wet tissue and turned away to blow her nose hard.

"You're welcome."

"I-I wasn't crying."

"Hmm, not crying," Chloe said with a smile, "You just blew a snot bubble."

Rephya blushed bright red.

Chloe saw that Xiaolu's agitated mood had calmed slightly and then said to her:

"Feeling a bit better?"

"No," Xiaolu said sullenly, "I still don't understand why you, the senior, would do this when you're clearly such a good person."

"Don't," Chloe shrugged, "I'm a scumbag, an idiot with dirty thoughts... Anyway, not a good person, my goodness is very limited."

"Humph."

"Actually, it's okay if you talk about it, I never really planned to hide it forever," Chloe said with a smile, "Even if something happens, it's a price I need to pay."

He really thought so sincerely.

At this point, if he's labeled a jerk, then so be it.

He had no intention of justifying himself.

In the beginning, he did it for survival, with impure motives.

Now, to turn back and say he is a pure-hearted good guy would make even a dog spit.

Faced with Chloe's frankness, Rephya pouted and thought to herself.

[The senior is indeed not a good person in the traditional sense]

[Or rather, from the senior's perspective, being such a good person isn't a good thing]

[But why does it make me feel so bad? Clearly, it doesn't concern me who he's with]

[Am I being unreasonable?]

[I never intended to intervene this much, but Sister Fufu is just so pitiful...]

Various chaotic thoughts swirled in Xiaolu's mind.

She hesitated for a long time, but in the end, she said:

"I-I won't say a word about it."

"Hmm?"

"I mean, I won't tell Sister about it, I'm just an outsider after all, getting involved in something like this is really bizarre.

You guys handle this chaotic relationship on your own."

Xiaolu said quietly.

She didn't know whether this was the right or wrong thing to do.

But instinctively, she felt that it was not appropriate to dig too deep.

Chloe also didn't expect Xiaolu to take a step back.

Though a bit uneasy, Chloe could tell Rephya was really close to losing it.

Or rather, caught between two people who truly care for her, Xiaolu, in her dilemma, had lost judgment.

He sighed, rubbing Rephya's head and saying:

"Don't worry about this matter, I'll handle it later. Don't keep avoiding me, Rephya, haven't you always known? I won't harm you."

"Hmm." The girl replied softly.

She had made up her mind not to involve herself in Chloe's personal relationships anymore.

Letting go of her obsession, or simply deciding to let it slide, Rephya oddly felt a lot more at ease.

Seeing her gradually return to normal, Chloe said:

"Let's make another meal date sometime, I remember you quite liked the food from that restaurant we went to last time."

"Is this how you make girls happy, senior?"

"Hah, does that even count as making them happy?"

"Then I'll invite Sister Fufu to join us."

"Sure."

"...Aren't you afraid I'll tell Sister Fufu?"

"If you do, you do, at worst I'll hug Sister Fufu's leg and beg for forgiveness."

"Shameless rogue."

"Are you coming or not?"

"I am! I'll eat so much you go bankrupt!"

"With your little appetite, you think you can bankrupt me?"

"Humph, then I'll have to switch strategies."

"Hmm?"

"Then let's cook together, Senior."

Chloe was surprised: "Cook in Amber Hall? Aren't you afraid of poisoning ourselves?"

"Humph, now you're scared?"

"No, Xiaolu, I meant, aren't you afraid of getting poisoned by your own cooking?"

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