7:30 AM.
Hutton Pedestrian Square.
Loren successfully improvises and settles Florence, suggesting she rest for a while on the circular wooden seat under the big tree, while he goes to buy her a refreshing coffee.
"Before 7:35, East Gate of Gold Bee Amusent Park, find the Bingxue Witch, leave by 7:45, Yelleville Pastry Shop, et Juliana, buy coffee and leave, park opens at 8, pick up Florence via VIP passage, arrive at East Gate by 8:15, queue with Bingxue Witch..."
Loren continuously recites the schedule the coach asked him to morize.
Even though carrying it out makes his heart race, he can only give his utmost to complete it.
Theoretically, his itinerary is so complex that it becos a network diagram, with every ti slot potentially involving multiple tasks and preparations, none of which can be mistaken.
For convenience, today's etings with all three people are at Gold Bee Amusent Park, but they will not appear in the sa area simultaneously; Loren will follow the coach's plan to place them in different entertainnt sections.
Rushing from one location to another requires him to sprint at full speed.
The entire day will be spent running tirelessly.
If not for the coach's assistance in drafting this terrifying plan, he would never have imagined it possible.
Extre operations inevitably co with corresponding risks—
This is the coach's theory.
Without such awareness, it is impossible to satisfy everyone.
It requires a solitary soul to dedicate themselves, soone who stands out from countless selections.
"Go for it!"
After so internal struggle, Loren seems to have a clear understanding of trade-offs, revealing a determined gaze.
Although he doesn't know what exactly the coach is busy with today, he knows the coach isn't free, yet is still helping him, filled with responsibility and enthusiasm, which deeply moves him to not disappoint the coach's support!
7:34 AM.
East Gate entrance of Gold Bee Amusent Park.
At the designated tro station entrance.
A silver-haired, silver-eyed woman stands quietly, as motionless as a sculpture, yet her presence is as pure and unblemished as an elf under the moonlight.
The Lady of Divine Choice Almis, possessing a half-demon body without demon horns, the only Demon Race characteristic is her slightly pointed ears.
She is more like a pristine snow elf than the demon people ntion.
Even in human society, she doesn't conceal her half-demon traits with transformation spells, but openly displays herself.
Today, she is dressed more like a young girl, in a light dress and wide-brimd sun hat, reminiscent of the sumr seaside.
As Loren recites the schedule in his heart, he notices the distant Bingxue Witch in his sight.
The shades outside Hutton's Gold Bee Amusent Park East Station are lush, with birds chirping continuously, as the morning light filtering through the treetops touches her figure.
She also spots Loren.
The lifted silver eyes prove she is not an artwork but a living being.
The Bingxue Witch walks towards him.
Soon enough.
In the bright and open plaza in front of Gold Bee Amusent Park, the Bingxue Witch stops in front of Loren, saving him so steps, and joins him.
"Loren, you're here."
The Bingxue Witch greets him proactively.
She still speaks with the sa unemotional tone as usual.
"...Um."
Loren nods slightly.
Almis's emotions are always the hardest for him to grasp, as her moods towards him fluctuate.
Although after the final battle in South Crayney, Almis seed to have completely changed her attitude toward him.
Yet, seeing him today, she reverted to a poker face, seemingly unhappy about their team building outing.
"Do I look good today?"
The Bingxue Witch steps forward, locking eyes with Loren, and asks.
She asks according to the Bishop of Hegemony Sigrid's request in the communication magic.
"Of course, you look good."
Loren suddenly finds himself at a loss for how to respond.
In his impression, Almis doesn't seem like soone who would ask such questions right upon eting him.
After all, they are colleagues eting for team building today.
"You hesitated."
The Bingxue Witch stands very close in front of Loren, watching his eyes.
As if doubting his sincerity.
"No, I..."
Loren recalls the coach's teachings, his gaze locked by the Bingxue Witch's clear silver eyes, not daring to look away, lest he appear guilty.
If unable to respond accurately right away, it's okay to naturally stand dazed for a mont, until the other person slightly anxiously starts, or voluntarily asks again how you perceive her, then tell her she's beautiful, using your own words, no need for exaggeration.
But the Bingxue Witch hardly seems anxious, Loren instinctively gets swept along by her presence.
[Coach: It's your first ti seeing her on her day off; she dressed especially pretty today, so you were dazed. Then ask her—how long she took to get ready.]
As Loren struggles to figure out how to react, the coach's voice lowered in a communication magic hint.
It seems the coach isn't quite able to speak comfortably, but under such circumstances, help must be offered, so he risks speaking.
"Seeing you on your day off, Almis, you are exceptionally beautiful today, making unable to co to my senses."
Upon hearing the coach's command, Loren finds a lifeline, sowhat embarrassingly answering according to the voice by his ear,
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