"Um."

Alan nodded vigorously.

"Yes. He is my only relative at the moment."

The only relative...

I felt like I had learned something sad...

In order not to make the atmosphere sad, I immediately asked:

"Alan, what kind of person is your brother?"

While asking this, I imagined Alan's brother's appearance.

Alan is very cute, so her brother should be very handsome too.

Maybe he also has brown hair and green eyes like emeralds.

"Well..." Alan said after pondering for a moment, "He is a... very smart, gentle, and handsome person."

"Very smart, gentle, and handsome..."

While muttering, I enriched my imagination of Alan's brother in my mind—

He has brown hair and green pupils, an intellectual temperament, gentle to others, excellent conversation, and a very good appearance.

I suddenly wanted to meet Alan's brother.

Just listening to Alan’s description, I became very interested in this unmasked “Alan’s brother”.

It’s a pity - listening to Alan’s mutter just now, her brother doesn’t seem to be here now.

This made me feel a little regretful.

...

...

When chatting with people, time passes quickly.

The banquet that I originally thought was very long, but now I just feel it ended in a blink of an eye.

Alan and I were not in the same direction, but there was a road that was common, so Alan and I walked side by side in this common corridor.

"Thank you, Alan."

As I walked side by side in this common corridor, I sincerely thanked my new friends tonight.

"Thank you for chatting with me tonight. If it weren't for you, I really didn't know how to spend this lonely banquet."

"Don't be polite to me."

Alan, who was obviously a child, waved her hands cheerfully like an adult at this time.

“I was also very lonely when I first came here.”

Alan said softly, and a look of remembrance appeared on her face.

“No relatives, no friends.”

"When I was the loneliest and most helpless, someone helped me."

"So-I understand very well what it feels like when I am lonely and helpless."

"I also know very well what it feels like when I am lonely and helpless, and when I get help from others."

"I just saw you alone in the banquet hall, Kelol, and I couldn't help but think of me when I first came here."

"So I want to come to talk to you, so that the feeling of getting help from others that once warmed me can also appear in you, Kelol."

"Kelol, if you have any questions, you can come to me anytime."

At this point, Alan and I happened to walk to the fork in the corridor.

"Then--see you later."

Alan waved his hand to me and turned into the corridor on his right.

I stood there blankly, looking at Alan's back who was gradually moving away.

What a good boy - this is the only thought in my heart after hearing Alan's words.

...

...

Meeting a good boy like Alan makes me feel very good now.

At the same time, he became more curious about Alan's brother.

Alan is such a well-behaved and gentle child. So what is her brother like?

The curiosity in my heart became even stronger, and the mood of wanting to see Alan's brother became even stronger.

Because I was in a good mood, I hummed a light tune and walked slowly on the way back to my room.

However, at this moment - I encountered a sudden change.

When I was only about twenty steps away from my door, I walked along and a crooked figure suddenly appeared within my field of vision.

I looked at it intently - it was a drunk.

He is not very old, probably a few years older than me.

Judging from his appearance, he must have just finished attending that banquet and drank too much at that banquet.

Stay away from him.

All the people in my hometown are Sheerans who migrated south from the Holy Hillan Empire, so almost everyone in my hometown is good at drinking.

So I understand in particular how difficult it is to be like this drunk person.

So I just want to stay away from this drunkard.

This drunkard was blocking the way I could go back to the room, so it was impossible to bypass it. I could only press my body to the wall farthest from him as much as possible, and pass the drunkard as far away as possible.

However... just as I was about to stick to the wall and pass by this drunkard, the drunkard suddenly noticed me.

After seeing me...or my cute face, the drunken eyes immediately lit up.

"Who are you..."

The drunkard was burping and leaning towards me.

"What about the face I've never seen before... You are so cute..."

I hate drunks.

Because drunk people always say very rude words and do something that is annoying.

I suppressed the disgust and unhappiness in my heart, prepared to speed up and quickly circumvent the drunkard.

However——I don’t know where this drunken ghost got the strength, and his obviously shaky body just now rushed towards me.

I screamed, then quickly took a few steps.

Fortunately, my reaction was timely, otherwise I would have been knocked down by this drunkard just now.

The drunkard who had pounced on the sky fell directly at my feet.

This drunkard was not angry because he had just passed away.

Instead, I looked at my shoes with great enthusiasm.

"Your shoes are so small...the feet are so cute...can I touch your feet..."

After saying that, the drunkard stretched out his hand and wanted to grab my shoes directly.

I quickly retreated several steps.

I can no longer stand this vulgar drunk.

I don't know if this drunk is so vulgar because he is so vulgar after getting drunk. In short, I just want him to disappear from my field of vision as soon as possible.

I took advantage of the drunkenness lying on the ground and prepared to bypass him directly and quickly return to the room.

However, when I just passed by him, the drunkard who was still lying on the ground suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed my wrist.

"Let me go!" I said angrily.

However, the drunkard not only refused to let go, but also increased his strength.

"I won't let it go...unless you give me the shoes and socks on your feet now..."

I will "send" my shoes and socks to you now!

While thinking about this, I gritted my teeth and prepared to kick the drunkard in the face.

Physically, if I want to fight, I should not be the opponent of this drunk.

But now there are only me and this drunkard in this corridor, so the only one I can rely on is myself.

I moved my right ankle and prepared to aim at the drunken face, and directly recorded the kicks so that he could know that my shoes and socks smelled of blood.
Chapter completed!