Linley left, but before he did, he asked Delia out again.
The Ernst Magic Institute was about to go on break, and Linley invited Delia to visit Wushan Town with him.
Delia agreed.
Those were Doehring's words of advice to Linley.
In truth, Linley had felt that something was a little off.
But when he thought of Delia's every smile and frown that day, and the kiss they'd shared before entering the dormitory—
For some reason, the words had simply slipped out.
"Hey, isn't that Third Bro?" Yale and the others were sitting in the dormitory courtyard. When they saw Linley come in, they said, "Wipe that smile off your face."
"Third Bro, how did it go?" Reynolds raised his eyebrows at Linley. "Delia's the dream girl of who knows how many people, but for the past year, she's only treated you differently. How far did you get on your first date?"
Compared to Yale and Reynolds, George seemed much more composed.
"Third Bro, there'll be a lot of resistance to your marriage with Delia. You'll have to work hard."
At that, Linley's expression darkened.
"What marriage?" Linley said as he hurried toward his room. "It's late. Aren't you going to bed?"
"Squeak, squeak!"
Just as Linley finished speaking, Bebe darted off his shoulder and landed in front of Yale and the others.
"Squeak, squeak!"
Bebe hopped all over the place, mimicking what Linley and Delia had done that afternoon.
"You mean they held hands?"
Reynolds was the most familiar with Bebe, and he quickly figured out what Bebe meant.
"Squeak, squeak!"
Bebe nodded repeatedly, then continued his demonstration.
"Hiss!"
When Reynolds understood what Bebe was showing next, he sucked in a sharp breath.
"Fourth Bro, what's Bebe saying?"
"Yeah, Fourth Bro, hurry up and tell us!"
Yale and George