Chapter 76: 76. Just Think of It as Giving Your Grandson Some Spending Money

And so, my three-household... 2.4? No, 2.3-household life began.

[Hus...♥ band...♥ Ugh!♥ Ngh!!♥]

[Sto-o-op!!!♥ Sto-ough!!♥!!]

Determined to put the two of them on alternating shifts, I kept fucking them relentlessly.

At one point, I paid a visit to the temple.

[It is [Adhesive Tongue]. You hunted a Frog, did you?]

...Ha.

When I had the essence examined at the temple, it turned out to be a useless skill.

But this made one thing certain.

‘What comes out is Mimic essence.’

Let’s say every kind of essence can come out of the gacha.

Out of all those essences, would I just happen to get a Frog’s Adhesive Tongue? One that overlapped with a Mimic’s?

That day, when I got home, I swallowed the rest of the essences.

Ding!

[LV.2 Mimicry]

It was a shame, but you can’t fill your belly with the first bite.

I had left the purchase of Mimic corpses to Master, so it was about time I headed to the guild.

I wrapped a face veil around my face and covered my master with her blanket.

"I’ll be back. Smooch!"

".........♥"

Flutter! Hiss♥

"I love you too."

Morning training was tough, after all.

I don’t know...

**

Inside the darkened guildmaster’s office.

"The goods... are ready, right?"

"Yeees... But is it really okay for us to do this, Master? Won’t we get fired?"

"Shh! Shh!!! What if someone hears you?! And I’m the master, so who could fire me?!"

"It’s a public institution, though. There are plenty of places that could make life difficult for us..."

"Shhhhhh!!!"

Sylvia and Meidel were whispering like villains plotting something.

Why were these two, who worked so diligently at respectable jobs, acting like this?

"Hah! I won’t say anything... More importantly, why are you stockpiling so many Mimic corpses?"

"...There’s a reason."

Sylvia had skimmed off the Mimic corpses meant to be delivered to the Magic Tower and carefully stored them in her subspace.

The amount was a full third—ten of them. Even that was well below the average monthly delivery volume.

What was more, Ryu-o had wiped out so many Mimics that the total quantity was lower than usual.

"Nngh..."

They would draw suspicion if this continued, but since this was her first month skimming off goods, it would be fine.

Besides, she had already taken measures.

Sylvia had adjusted the ledger ever so slightly... replacing the listed purchase items with things that could easily be procured elsewhere, and quietly erasing a few records.

Her accomplice Meidel sighed and turned on the light in the room.

Click!

"Ha... Master, you’re falling into corruption..."

"Corruption?! It’s an investment! An! In! Vestment!"

"In Ryu-o?"

Sylvia’s lips moved soundlessly as she stared at Meidel.

"You... H-how, h-how did you... kn-know... ngh?"

"Good grief..."

Slowly shaking her head, Meidel said,

"Because ever since meeting Ryu-o, you’ve been doing one thing after another that you’ve never done in your life. I naturally assumed he was the one who asked for this too..."

Why was it that Meidel only stopped stammering at times like these?

That wasn’t the important thing.

"Meidel... What are we to each other?"

"A poor employee trembling under her superior’s abuse of power, forced into helping commit fraud..."

"We’re colleagues! No! We’re irreplaceable friends!!"

"Master... friends don’t make each other participate in crimes~"

Meidel. What do you mean, crime? This is merely for our guild’s boundless development, and an investment in a future hero.

Think about it. If we establish such a good relationship now, there will surely come a day when we need to ask him for a favor.

Besides, Ryu-o is someone who will become a noble someday. It’s a business deal with no downside at all.

That was what Sylvia wanted to say, but instead she shouted,

"Shut up and do what I tell you!!!"

"Waaah! What kind of friend is this?!!!"

"Oh? Get out! Just get ou—"

Knock, knock.

"Eek!!!"

The two women clamped their mouths shut at the same time.

Calming her startled heart, Meidel spoke.

"Who is it~?"

It’s me. Jang Ryu-o.

"Ryu-o~♥"

In an instant, Meidel’s expression became that of an adventurer who had cracked open a ghoul’s skull.

"...?"

It was such an expression that, had Sylvia seen it, she would have smacked her over the head.

Fortunately, since they had a guest, Meidel composed herself and exhaled.

"Whew..."

This time, Sylvia absolutely would not be surprised by the sight of his face.

And so Sylvia opened the door...

Creeeak~

"You’re here? Oh?"

"Hello, Master."

Thanks to Ryu-o wearing a face veil, there was nothing to be surprised about.

Sylvia nodded as though she understood something.

"Ah, I received word from the duke’s house. So you’ve decided to keep your face covered."

"Yes. I plan to go around like this for the time being."

Sylvia gave a bitter smile and nodded.

"I think that’s wise. Ah, Ryu-o... As it happens, I obtained ‘that.’"

"Just as I expected... Thank you, Master."

"Hehe, don’t mention it."

Reading the room, Meidel left to prepare tea.

"Ryu-o~ Do you have a tea you prefer?"

"Ah, tea is fine. I’ll be leaving soon..."

"Ah..."

Sylvia shot a slight glare at Meidel, who looked disappointed by something.

Meidel avoided her eyes and fled outside.

"Then, I’ll be outside..."

"Goodbye."

And so Sylvia and Ryu-o were left alone.

Anyone deeply in love gives themselves away, regardless of whether they are a man or a woman.

Sylvia’s ears had turned red, and she was fidgeting restlessly.

She crossed and uncrossed her legs, even let her shoes hang from the tips of her toes.

Worried over how she appeared to this man, she kept furtively watching his reactions.

After brushing back her hair several times, Sylvia took the Mimic corpses out of her subspace.

"Ah, Ryu-o. Here are the Mimic corpses you requested."

"Thank you, Master. How much will they cost?"

She wanted to give them to him for free, but she had to make up the difference through the other byproducts.

That was why she had changed the purchase entries in the ledger to items easily obtainable from outside sources.

"The total is forty gold coins, Ryu-o. It may rise even more next month. Supply is a little short."

"I understand."

After receiving the forty gold coins, Sylvia shoved them into her subspace without even checking them.

"Is it all right not to check them?"

"Hehe, I’m not worried. Because it’s you, Ryu-o!"

"...Ha, thank you, Master."

Seeing the curve of Ryu-o’s lips beneath the face veil, Sylvia beamed.

"Hehe...♥"

"Gulp...! I-I should be going now!"

"What? Al-already?"

Ryu-o clenched his fist and shouted.

"There’s nothing else I need to do here!!!"

Sylvia was hurt.

Quite badly.

"Ah... Yes, I’ll see you out."

"No! Well then, I’ll be going!"

Sylvia reached out toward Ryu-o as he hurried away immediately after taking care of his business.

"Ah..."

Sadly, there was no reason her hand would ever reach him.

Sylvia was terribly... utterly disappointed.

Dark clouds began to gather over her head.

She wished tears would at least come because she was sad, but they did not.

She just felt hollow. As though all of her efforts could not have the slightest effect.

"...Ha."

Still, couldn’t they at least have talked for a little while?

She had received word from the duke’s residence, but she wanted to hear it directly from him.

That he was safe, and that she did not need to worry.

"What am I even doing right now...?"

She had thought it was love that expected nothing in return...

Sylvia began thinking all sorts of wicked thoughts.

What if she had been the one to find Ryu-o first, soaked in aphrodisiac?

"Slurp..."

Sylvia, who already indulged in lewd fantasies every night, had nothing left to hold herself back.

Creak♥

"Fantasies are... ah... free, after all♥ Ha, haha♥ Mmmh♥"

And so Sylvia returned to the height of puberty.

How long ago had that even been?

**

"Holy shit... That was close."

Seeing Master all moist today, I nearly lost my mind.

How should I put it? Her gaze had been incredibly sticky and clammy.

I was sitting across the sofa from her, yet it was strong enough that I could smell her.

I was getting harder and harder—I thought I was going insane.

She had seemed fine when I came in, so why was this happening?

"I should run..."

The best way to calm it down was to tense your thighs.

Whoosh~

As I ran, I practiced Mimicry and Hardening.

I changed the color of my feet to match the roofs I ran across.

Like stepping only on the white stripes at a crosswalk.

When I ran along walls, I adjusted the Hardening on the soles of my feet to be thinner.

Mimicry, now that it had leveled up, transformed faster.

Someday, I would find a use for it.

As I focused on other things, the tension below gradually eased.

"Whew, good. Just keep it like this..."

Then, thinking about it made the heat rise again.

I’m definitely going to kill her.

After running for quite a while, I found that I had arrived at the Western Blue Magic Tower.

Tap!

"...? Ahem! Welcome to the Blue Magic Tower. Do you have an appointment?"

The knight was startled by my sudden appearance, so I held out the Magic Tower Lord’s seal.

"Here."

"!! You may enter."

A free pass without even confirming my identity.

Pulling my face veil lower, I nodded to him.

"Keep up the good work."

Crackle. Ah, Magic Tower Lord, the person carrying the official seal has arrived.

I gave the knight reporting to the Magic Tower Lord a sidelong glance.

That thing... Was he talking on it right now? A radio? A portable one?

I should ask her to give me one.

The reason I could be this shameless was...

Whirr...

"Graaandsoooon!!"

Ack! You scared me...

What’s with her? Why’s she acting like that?

No idea... Did she order some materials or something?

Seeing the Magic Tower Lord race toward me in a frenzy, I grinned.

She had fainted, so she must really covet my talent.

I answered with a bright smile.

"Hello, Grandma!"

"Yes! Hello! First... first, let’s go upstairs! There’s so much to talk about. Thank you... Thank you so much for coming to see me..."

Her... her eyes are fucking wild.

"Don’t mention it, Grandma. Shall we go up?"

**

The Magic Tower Lord and I exchanged brief pleasantries.

I heard the rumors. You’ve suffered. You look to be in good health.

She appeared concerned, but the Magic Tower Lord could not hide her anticipation.

Grin, grin...

"So, did you come today because you want to learn magic?"

I removed my face veil and cheerfully said,

"No! I came to see whether you were all right, Grandma. I’m glad you seem safe."

"........."

"Grandma?"

"...Huh?"

I rose slightly from my seat as I spoke.

"Oh dear, are you all right? I’ll get someone, so please wait a moment. You still don’t look well."

"No! No, I am healthy."

The Magic Tower Lord pressed down on my shoulders and forcibly made me sit.

Back in her seat, the Magic Tower Lord lifted her tea with trembling hands.

Tremble, tremble, tremble...

"Y-you don’t want to learn... Whew... learn magic?"

"It would be nice to learn magic."

"Then why!"

"I’m busy."

The Magic Tower Lord put a hand to her head and staggered.

"Ah..."

"I suddenly have a lot of things to take care of. There are plenty of people I need to contact too..."

The Magic Tower Lord shot to her feet like someone who had found the light.

"There is magic that lets a familiar deliver letters too!"

Hmm... What about something like that radio?

I composed my expression and said,

"Really? Is there magic that can hide your body too?"

Grandma bit her lip a few times and looked around.

Though we were alone, she seemed extremely cautious.

"Well... there is, but teaching it is..."

"Ah, is that so? Then there’s no need for me to make time for—"

"Do you need it r-right away?"

I sighed and said,

"Ha... Actually, it won’t do if only I’m hidden. About four people need to hide together."

"F-four people...? What would you use that for..."

"Ah, sorry, Grandma. Only my ‘masters’ know about this."

"A master... one more master wouldn’t..."

I spoke to the Magic Tower Lord, who was murmuring as though hypnotized.

"If that matter isn’t resolved right away, I don’t think I can learn magic. Thank you for considering it."

Actually, it did not matter much. Master was hiding me well with the Banshee’s Cloak...

But there was a difference between borrowing something and possessing it completely myself, wasn’t there?

That was right. What I was after was...

"There’s... there’s a way!"

"Stealth magic?"

"Gulp... If there is an easier method than that, would you learn it...?"

I rose from my seat and bowed.

"I look forward to working with you from now on, Grandma."

"...You came knowing?"

"Yes."

".........Heh, I’ve been had."

"Pardon? What did you say, Master?"

"......"

I’m sorry. I’m in no position to be choosy.

Just think of it as giving your grandson some spending money.

Not your good-for-nothing granddaughter.

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