"Professor, you don't need to worry about it. What you said was right."
Philly hugged Bamboo Sword tightly and said softly, "I really am a bad woman who wants to break up someone else's relationship. The reason I learned Sword Art was actually because I wanted to take Jian Jian's place. At least... at least I could become the fourth person."
Vosrodar could only force out, "Bad women have actually been pretty popular lately. And when it comes to feelings, well, the most important thing is being happy..."
He really couldn't keep talking. He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, but the moment he lit one, the cigarette was flicked away.
Vosrodar stared blankly at Philly, who had drawn her sword. Ever since he had learned to smoke and learned Sword Art, this was the first person who had ever dared to flick his cigarette away.
"Smoking is bad. Professor, you're not allowed to smoke!" Philly said, puffing up angrily. "Good men shouldn't smoke!"
"Smoking is bad. Dad, you're not allowed to smoke."
Vosrodar was slightly dazed. Just as he was about to put the cigarette pack back into his pocket, he saw Philly beckon, so he had no choice but to hand the pack to Little Lamb.
"Does that kid smoke?"
"He doesn't."
"But he isn't a good man either."
Philly sat down gloomily and retorted in a small voice, "But he isn't bad either... His feelings are sincere. It's just that he doesn't only like one person!"
Vosrodar thought for a moment, then said, "Then I'll tell you a story about a friend."
"My friend was born into a wealthy family. Since childhood, he had lived in luxury and had a Childhood Sweetheart of equal social standing. When they grew up, my friend became a handsome