Re:Zero: No Job, No Magic, Just a Stupid Romance System

It was late at night.

A faint creaking sound made Allen open his eyes.

The moonlight swept in through the window, dyeing the floor white.

He found himself lying on the bedroom floor.

Allen stroked the back of his neck and straightened up from the ground. Fortunately, Paul and his wife were considerate and put a mattress under him.

Allen sniffed the smell on his clothes and said to himself helplessly.

"There is a strong smell of blood on your body. I killed a wild boar today and got blood on my body. I was afraid that it would dirty the mattress and it would be difficult to wash, so I just put it on the ground. It's really direct. But Brother Paul was really heavy-handed. Is it necessary? After all, you still have to thank me. Without me, where would you get the clinic PLAY to play."

Squeaking.

Allen was stunned. There was not only his mumbling in the air, but also other strange movements.

Faint murmurs came from the master bedroom next door.

"My dear, I can't do it anymore."

"Oh? It's just the beginning!"

"No."

"No."

"Ah."

Alan slapped himself in the face.

"Bad luck! I shouldn't have woken up at this time!"

Alan lay down again, but the increasingly violent noise next door made him feel like a thorn in his back.

He forced himself to calm down and focus on the Dragon Saint Dou Qi embryo in his stomach.

Next to the healing magic pattern that looked like a small tree, a water-like magic pattern that flashed brown light was quietly embedded in the groove of the detoxification magic.

In the original work, there are relatively few descriptions of detoxification magic. No, it is not less at all, but it is rarely used for normal purposes. It is mostly used for stomach upset or hangover. Detoxification magic. It seems that after the level is high, it can remove the negative state of oneself. Mercury can remove control?

I won't try it. The magic power recovery speed is too slow, and the gain is not worth the loss.

"Dear"

I have to think of something else to divert my attention. Sylphy's hair hasn't been cut short at this time. Good thing, I caught up. She is delicate and delicate, like an SD doll.

"Ah, I really can't do it anymore."

Hmm. This is Senis's voice.

"Use healing and detoxification"

Hmm. This is Paul's voice. Wait! What the hell are healing and detoxification??? No, can this negative state be eliminated by detoxification???

Allen opened his eyes suddenly and turned over from the floor.

They are an old couple. Why do they play basketball every day? Wait, Paul seems to be, let me calculate. 24 years old?! What about Senis. 22 years old? Ah, Senis gave birth to a child at the age of 17, and got pregnant at the age of 16. Paul, you are not a human! If you think about it this way, she is still energetic at her age. No wonder. Oh. I can't sleep, so I'll go take a shower. The bathroom is far from Paul and Senis's bedroom, so they shouldn't hear any noise. No, they will only get more excited if they hear any noise.

Alan shook his head and tiptoed to open the door. He stuck his head out and looked outside, and then his neck stiffened.

In the dim corridor, Lilia was slumped at the door of Paul and Senis's bedroom. The faint light spread from the crack of Paul and Senis's bedroom door, casting a straight spot of light on her face. She was only wearing a shirt, with her hands under her body.

Alan quietly retracted his head, and then covered his face in great pain.

Is this a family habit?! Everyone who comes here has to peek at the door of the master bedroom, right? How attractive is she? It makes me curious!

He sighed silently, walked to the floor where he had just slept, and was about to lie down again, but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the fur he had peeled off the wild boar during the day, which was faintly shining in the night.

Allen blinked and woke up completely.

Anyway, it was hard to sleep, so he might as well go out and finish what he promised yesterday, and then come back to take a shower early tomorrow morning. If he is lucky, he might get something.

Allen nodded, got up and opened the window, and the moonlight instantly flowed over the back of his hand like water. Outside the window, the Buena Village was extremely quiet at night, and the wind swept from afar with the undulating grass waves, hitting Allen's face.

He turned over and jumped over the window, silently landed in the yard outside, and walked into the darkness.

The next morning, the sound of birds outside the window woke Rudy up. He opened his eyes confusedly, and then his eyes froze and he was stunned.

In front of his bed, there was an exquisite shrine.

The shrine is very small, only about the size of Rudy's face. It has a smooth cut surface and clear texture, and exudes a damp woody scent, like the smell of a forest after rain.

He blinked and slowly turned his head to look to the side.

On the chair beside the bed, Alan was looking at him with his chin propped up, his eyes narrowed as usual.

"Good morning, Rudy."

Rudy blinked, and then realized that he fainted yesterday after being poisoned. He had a little resentment towards Alan before he fainted, but when he saw this shrine, the resentment disappeared instantly.

"Good morning, Alan."

"We agreed yesterday. I wanted the three of us to make this shrine together in the afternoon, but something unexpected happened. It's my fault. I didn't expect your body couldn't bear to eat too much seed powder of the Batir silk flower at one time."

Alan rubbed his sleepy eyes and took out a leather bag made of black leather from behind.

Rudy couldn't help but move his eyes from Alan's face to the leather bag, and found that it was a piece of wild boar skin that Alan had cut off yesterday.

'It looks like a bucket bag carried by girls in the previous life. There are hidden buttons on it, and the buttons are made of dried seeds of some plants. Alan is very thoughtful. But what is this for?'

While thinking, Alan reached out and took the shrine from Rudy, and then stuffed it into his leather bag very neatly.

"Here, it's easy to carry and hide. Put it under the bed. Even if someone sees it, no one can open it to see what's inside, right?"

Rudy's mouth twitched.

'Hey, don't you know that people have a desire to peep? It's easier to be discovered this way!'

But he still stretched out his hands and solemnly accepted Alan's gift.

Alan stood up immediately.

"Okay, the master and the lady seem to be... uh, tired today. They haven't gotten up yet, and Lilia... hasn't gotten up either. Anyway, you can stay in bed for a while."

The morning sunlight was very soft, sprinkled on Alan's face, and he yawned lazily.

"Let's go, I'm going to take a shower. I killed a pig yesterday, and I still smell of blood."

Rudy looked at his face, and felt that Alan, who usually looked like a bully, was not scary at all today.

"Thank you, Alan."

Alan stood up and was about to turn around and walk out of the room, but he turned his head and saw the clay magic figurine of Lokisi on Rudy's desk.

He blinked, pointed at the figurine, and turned to look at Rudy.

"By the way, can you give me this? Lokisi made with clay magic, very delicate."

Rudy's attention was all on the shrine. He glanced up at the place where Alan pointed.

"Sure, I have made a lot of character models of Lokisi teacher. If you want, take this one."

"Alan is surprisingly aesthetic."

Alan smiled, picked up the Lokisi figurine and walked out of the door without hesitation.

Compared with unilateral giving, mutual gifts are a means to maintain intimacy between each other more easily.

[Further gain Rudeus's favor, childhood participation increased.]

[Current stage: childhood, cumulative participation score: 52 points.]

[Evaluation: 2 points are also points.]

Alan twisted his stiff neck and looked at the system panel that disappeared in front of him.

After many system feedbacks, he found that the most concise and effective way to improve participation evaluation in childhood is to directly generate positive feedback in the interaction with the main characters, which is manifested in the favorability of the main characters.

Is the main way to gain points to deepen the "connection" with the main characters? It cannot be fully confirmed. More samples are needed to analyze the underlying logic of gaining points. Before, when I asked the system directly, it either played dead or was vague. The Riddler was really damned. This time, I only got 2 points, which was less than expected, but it was better than nothing.

He yawned again and walked along the corridor to the bathroom.