Personality V: I will save everything

Night fell quickly.

People began to make preparations for tonight's dinner.

Of course, I'm trying to make up for my recent mistakes of neglecting Juke.

I specially helped him choose a dress. Of course, he was also very happy.

Feeling like a big dog (vision).

Soon, everyone headed to the dinner party.

The protagonist of the dinner soon arrived, Alva and Lucas entered the banquet hall together.

Although Alva did not win the game, everyone still applauded them.

Because Alva no longer needs a "prize", his best "prize" is already with him.

Soon, the host of the banquet, my manor owner, also came to the venue.

When Alva saw me for the first time, he walked up to me and gave me a Christian salute.

I couldn't help but glance at Lucas standing behind Alva.

Hmm...it seems that Lucas has already explained my identity to Alva.

"Alva, although you failed to win the game, I still want to invite you to my ivory tower to be a teacher, okay? In my ivory tower, you can learn endless knowledge there, of course. You can also pass on this knowledge to others." I looked at Alva and revealed my ultimate goal.

Yes, there is no doubt that Alva is a genius, so of course I will "make the best use of it".

Hearing what the manor owner said, Alva was so happy. He couldn't believe that the manor team was so generous, because he had long known from his student Lucas that only by winning the game could it be possible. Get a "prize".

And after hearing what I said, the people around me began to heartily applaud Alva.

Everyone applauded to celebrate Alva and his "happiness".

So I picked up the wine glass handed over by the maid, raised the glass high and announced to everyone that the dinner was about to begin.

Watching the scenes at the dinner party.

It's so lively.

Three children, Andrew, Carl and Lisa, play together.

Leo, Joseph and Claude looked on at the children.

Jack and Natasha danced together.

Mike and Valletta talk together.

Muro was alone in the corner holding the wild boar.

Looking at Muro alone, I began to think about his whereabouts. It's not that I haven't talked to him, but his attitude is very determined and he still wants to stay in the jungle.

But he is not safe staying in the jungle, because as we all know, the story of the Forest of No Return shows that even if he stays in the jungle, there are still many criminals who want to get their claws deep there.

Maybe I should start thinking about building a forest too.

Thinking about it.

"Ding!"

The sound of clinking wine glasses brought me back to reality.

It's Jack.

"Hello, Your Excellency the Lord of the Manor. I see you staying here alone. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance with me?" After saying that, Jack reached out to me to invite me.

"Of course it's a great honor." Anyway, it's okay for me to just stand around and just have some fun dancing.

Of course, at this point I didn't realize anything was wrong.

It wasn't until I put my hand on Jack's and Jack took my hand and put his other hand on my waist that I realized what was wrong.

? ? ! !

Am I... dancing the female step? !

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Jack was already leading me towards the center of the hall.

It seems that I have to jump even if I don’t want to.

However, the facts also taught me a truth.

There is no worst, only worse.

When this guy Jack grabbed my right hand and stretched it out, I knew what he wanted to dance.

This guy Jack actually wants to waltz with me! ! !

.........

I admit that if he hadn't caught my hands now, I would have really wanted to punch him.

What was worse, however, was when he grabbed my hands and turned them around for the first time, I found out.

He actually wanted to dance the Viennese Waltz with me! ! !

To make matters worse, on a whim before the dinner today, I used the image of a female body, and more importantly, the skirt I wore was not very long, only reaching my knees.

As we all know, the characteristics of the Viennese Waltz dance steps are smooth and brisk, graceful and pirouette, and passionate and unrestrained.

In other words, the main dance step of the Viennese Waltz is to keep spinning in circles.

And the skirt I'm wearing is not very long...

grass………

Jack, did this kid do it on purpose?

I quickly thought about it in my mind. Did I offend him in any way recently?

The only time I teased him was when the hot cocoa burned my tongue. I made a nasty little joke with him. Does he still remember it?

Small-minded Jack.

(pointing)

But what can I do now? Jack and I had already started dancing and couldn't stop midway.

So I paid full attention the whole time, not to make my movements too big and make my skirt fly up.

But Jack seemed to be teasing me on purpose.

The speed of his circle was fast, but not that fast, so that my skirt could fly up slightly, but it would not be exposed.

So much so that after the whole dance, my body was almost stiff.

So after the dance ended, I found an excuse to go back to the room.

so tired.

I felt like my legs were cramped and I couldn't move.

I lay lifeless on the bed, not wanting to move.

Suddenly someone pushed open the door to my room.

It's Jack.

"What are you doing here again?" I asked him angrily.

However, hearing the atmosphere in my words, Jack just smiled, then squatted by the bed and stretched out his hand to squeeze my cramped calf.

"Hmm..." (moans)

To be honest, I don't like this very much, but now my calves are really as stiff as rocks. It would be nice to have someone give me a massage.

Seeing that the manor owner had no intention of refusing, Jack felt relieved and carefully massaged the manor owner.

But gradually.

Jack's hand somehow started to move up.

Of course I also know where Jack is touching, but I am really too lazy to pay attention to him now and don't even want to move.

However, I don’t know if I was really too tired at the dinner party, so I actually fell asleep.

Seeing that the manor owner had fallen asleep, Jack made no move to continue.

Jack stood up and reached out to touch the manor owner's lips.

(relative)

Licking his lips, that's what Jack wanted.

On Christmas Eve, Jack gave the owner of the manor a peridot necklace, which was what he meant, but Jack didn't expect that the owner of the manor actually accepted it.

Good night, my love.