Become a matchmaker in otome games

Felisa was holding a pile of clothes, planning to send them to the laundry room for cleaning by a special person, but met Vincent the moment she went out.

"Teacher?" Felisa called out hesitantly, "Are you looking for Safi?"

Vincent glanced at Felisa indifferently, and did not comment on the title of teacher. He nodded and asked, "Is Miss Saffy there?"

"Yes." Felisa made way for Vincent to let him in.

Safi, who had already heard the movement outside the door, waited for Vincent to come in and asked, "What happened?"

Vincent bowed his head: "There are omissions in the information reported by No. ."

This is a big problem.

Safi frowned: "Say it clearly!"

She is also reflecting on her tolerance to the people under her, and what makes them have the illusion that she is easy to talk to.

"No. seems to have heard Kress' voice," Vincent replied, "but he hasn't seen anyone, so he can't be sure."

He didn't say anything because he wasn't sure.

But a little bit of lack of information would lead to a mistake in judgment, so Vincent beat him up hard.

Safi finished listening with a blank expression, and then got up: "Follow me to plead guilty to His Highness, and then go to receive the punishment myself."

Vincent had no objection to the result: "Yes."

Safi took Vincent out, only to find that Felisa was still standing at the door, seemingly waiting for them.

"What's the matter?" Safi thought she had something to tell her, so she put away the stern look on her face, "What's the matter?"

In the end, Felisa looked at Vincent: "I was taken care of by you before, and I didn't have the opportunity to thank you formally. I always wanted to make up for this thank you."

Vincent avoided Felisa's shallow bow, thought for a while, and then remembered what Felisa was talking about.

When Felisa was undercover in the south, he did give some help, but that help was only based on the agreement between him and Azarez. Helping Felisa was just a process of completing the agreement. He didn't give the help at all. I took Felicia to heart.

"No," he replied dryly, "I don't need it."

Felisa shook her head: "It's up to you whether you accept it or not, and it's up to me whether you do it or not,"

She will not take others' help for granted, this thank you is what she should do.

Vincent walked past her without looking sideways, but stopped and said in a low voice, "Give up your expectations as soon as possible, the demons have no heart."

After this advice, Vincent felt that he had done his best and followed Safi.

Ulysses is also here with Fred, but Ulysses is also an insider so it doesn't matter if he is there.

After listening to Vincent's report, Ulysses laughed with great interest: "If I remember correctly, Kress is the one who is unclear to you."

Fred reprimanded with a cold face: "Yuri, pay attention to the words you use."

Ulysses made a gesture to indicate that he would not do it again.

We grew up together, no one knows who, Safi raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you have an idea?"

"I don't think so," Ulysses stretched, "I just want Miss Yorklace to come out and have a little chat."

His attitude was the frivolity familiar to those present.

"I forgot," Safi sneered, "how to get information out of women's mouths is your specialty."

She has always disliked the appearance of Ulysses, but the way he sticks to Nancy's side in the past two years has been restrained a lot, and now she can't help but sneer a few words when she sees it.

Ulysses couldn't hold back his breath, he turned to look at Fred: "You don't care?"

Fred naturally wanted to help Safi: "Even if you have ideas, you should be more serious."

All right, anyway, it's all his fault, Ulysses shrugged and said to Vincent, "Did you have any contact information back then? Find a way to ask her out to meet."

"She may not want to meet," Vincent said, "and it may not be her."

"Don't be kidding," Ulysses poked at him mercilessly. "If the probability is not high enough, how dare you come to this report, or are you afraid to see her?"

Vincent didn't answer, almost by default.

Safi couldn't stand him bullying his subordinates like this, and called out warningly: "Ulysses!"

Tsk, Safi is good everywhere, but sometimes it is unreasonable to defend her shortcomings.

"Okay, stop shouting," Ulysses plucked his ears, and said angrily, "That's what I proposed. It's up to you whether you do it or not. In the end, I have nothing to say."

"Let's do this first, it's just a try anyway," Fred, who could speak, made a final decision, "Safie, look at the arrangement."

"Yes." Safi took the order and took Vincent to make the arrangement.

Vincent followed behind Safi without saying a word, his eyes lowered, and he looked the same as usual.

But Safi could feel his low pressure, perhaps some sense of smell of the same kind.

"What is the teacher afraid of?" Safi asked in a low voice, "Because the demons have no heart?"

"No." Vincent faced Safi, and there was no way not to answer her question. This was discipline. "It's just that I don't want to see people and things that remind me of the past."

But no matter what kind of reluctance he has, he will do it when the order is given.

"Let's do it first. It's not certain whether we will come to see you." Safi comforted him.

Not coming is itself an expression of attitude.

Even Vincent himself didn't know whether he wanted Kress to come or not.

But before doing this, the punishment must be completed.

Safi raised her eyebrows and looked at No. , who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, knowing that Vincent had done something cruel.

Although the swollen nose and swollen face did not leave any sequelae, and most of them were done for her to see, it still hurts to hit the human body.

No. apologized to Safi inarticulately, looking very pitiful.

But Safi's hard-hearted heart was not moved by it. Let's not talk about the nature of the people who came out of the abandoned road, but they must have learned to pretend and show weakness. When Safi was in charge of these people, he was deceived several times. I understand, it’s useless to look at the surface, and after Vincent came to her, Vincent’s identity naturally suppressed these people, and he could see through all the small things about these people. To be honest, for Safi Said it was a great help.

"Fifty lashes each, let's start," Safi said in a deep voice, "This is the first time you make this mistake, and I hope it will be the last."

Not only Vincent and No. , but also No. were punished this time. After all, they acted together, and they didn't notice that something was wrong with No. , and No. was also responsible.

Fifty lashes down, although not fatal, but also a layer of skin, three people lying on the ground panting, unable to move.

"Bring him back," Safi said calmly, "I'll go find a pharmacist and medicine."