The Best Assassin, Incarnated into a Different World’s Aristocrat

Each other, lightly disguised, then out of time to leave Orna.

And we met at the inn that Marha had booked.

What Marha had prepared was a pretty fancy inn.

The emphasis seemed to be on furniture, equipment, conditioning and other items being good accommodation, but more secrecy than that.

This is a store that protects our customers' information properly.

Me and Marha are pretty celebrities, so I worry about a lot of things.

Orna's representation and deputy representation are more prominent than bad nobility. If you two just walk together, you can call it nothing but work, but it's not good to spread that kind of relationship.

There was a shower in this inn.

Even when it comes to showers, the primitive thing of having hot water boiled and kept in a tank is to create pressure with a foot-stepping pump to blow hot water out of the showerhead.

Even such a simple one would be appreciated.

I'll take a shower first and wait for Marha to come out.

With Marha's hope, I hold Marha as a Lug when I hold her. He wants me to hold him.

Seeing it take time, it looks like she's getting ready for it.

...... my heartbeat is increasing.

Only luxury lodging, which is often used for that purpose, creates a good atmosphere, and more importantly, the opponent is the opponent.

"After all, can't you stay calm"

As the tart grew cute, Marha grew beautifully.

Ever since we first met, I can't imagine.

So is Tart, but being a girl is amazing. Because before you know it, you'll change from a girl to a woman.

... Though, if I was upset, Marha would be anxious too.

We need to calm down.

Doing so, Marha came out of the shower room.

The shower attracts my eyes to my lit skin.

And it's not just the fine skin that attracted my eyes.

"What do you think?

"It looks good on you."

Marha was in underwear.

Blue-blue black, tailored to the color of your own hair.

It looked good on the adult Marha with the fancy design and was able to bring out her charm.

But I have a reassuring self somewhere before I get excited.

It's really like Marha, and it's gone crazy. Oh, well. This is the situation, but Marha is Marha after all. Because it seemed so.

"Come."

"Ha, yes"

"You don't speak the same tone as usual Marha."

"Yeah, that sounded a little tart.... I'm nervous."

Marha sits on the bed, stops trying to sit next to me, sits between my legs trying to fit my body, and brings it on.

"Smells good"

"I bought a special fragrance oil and applied it after I took a shower. It smells like Brother Lug's favorite pedigree, and when you apply this, your skin looks beautiful and feels better all over the place."

"Fragrance oil in your underwear, that's a lot of precautions."

Yes, I really felt like Marha where I would prepare well in advance like this.

"I'm not as attractive as Mr. Deere or Tart, so I can't stand in front of you unless I'm desperately dressed"

"That's not true. They're both attractive, but Marha hasn't lost either."

"I do. And even so, I can't be relieved if I don't do this, and I want to show my good self to Brother Lug at all."

This underwear is the cutting edge of the fashion. Only a famous designer was made to make it on special order by the nobility, and even Marha would have had a hard time getting it. This fragrance oil is also very valuable.

I want to be liked by me at all, and I'm glad you're ready, and such a bully feels loving and hugs me from behind.

I can hear your heart.

Not only Marha's heart sounds, but mine as well. Dunno, dunno, dunno. Evidence of the growing feelings between the two of us makes me feel even loving and delicious about that sound.

"That's really good."

"Yeah, if you insist, that's what NG asks."

"You're back on track."

These cutbacks are unique to Marha.

"Well, I'm getting a lot more nervous. This way, I feel safe when I combine my skin. Always the most relieved next to Brother Lug... hey, you used to sleep with me when I said I was lonely"

"You did."

Both Tart and Marha lost their families when they were young, and that was traumatic.

That's why he wanted his flesh parents plush, and he was trying to bury it for me.

So I couldn't help but sleep with them the night they felt lonely.

"I tell you now, I just want to stick with Brother Lug, so sometimes I pretended I was lonely. Probably not just me, but Tart, too.... We've been watching Brother Lug as a man for a long, long time, more than Brother Lug thinks. Did you notice that?

"I didn't realize. Instead, you didn't try to notice."

There were as many signatures as there were.

But I was dealing with them as a family, so I decided to overlook the two signatures.

"Tart was a lot easier to understand than I was. Well, she was comforting herself while sleeping with me."

"That would be Marha too"

"... I knew it was a tart!?

Marha turns around shouting.

Tart's array was on a questionable level of whether he was willing to hide it, but Marha looked more desperate to push his voice to death to hide it.

Tart started doing that, and a couple of later nights he started doing Marha too, so maybe he thought if Tart wasn't noticed, he'd be fine.

"I'm an assassin. I'm exploring the surrounding signs even as I sleep. You can't possibly not notice. Why don't we just say it a few times and a date? I'm confident in my memory."

It turned more red, and then Marha turned forward again with all the limits already.

"You don't have to tell me. Because I want to die. You know, it's a joke to ignore it."

"I was making him like it because he must be really old enough to have extra lust. Doing something like that isn't weird. However, I don't know about using my arm unauthorized for that... the act itself is good for exothermic stress. It would be bad for you to disturb me, wouldn't it?

"... that's not kindness at all. I don't know, I want to die."

I can tell from behind that my face is blind by looking forward again, but bright red to my ears.

"I thought I could say it now, but shouldn't I have?

"Yeah, really. I'm the only one who's so embarrassed, so I'll tell you later that Tart found out."

Usually even the sober Marha is that.

I can imagine the tart would be so upset and weird.

"I heard on the bed that you don't like talking about other women, but it sounds a lot more fun talking about tarts."

"Because it's a tart. It's not like we can be separated from each other now for a long time. And..."

Marha flips, she pushes me down.

It's easy to resist, but I made Marha like it.

"I'm going to make you obsessed. I'm good at previewing. I've been studying with books and practicing with tools. To please Brother Lug."

"Oh, well, Marha's an honorary student."

"Yeah, that's what happened because you asked for me like that. So leave it all to me today.... because it absolutely fascinates Brother Lug"

That's what I say, I smile, I kiss.

Marha covered it and then whispered in her ear that she loved it.

Well, let me keep trying what Marha's studied.

... She just doesn't understand that she's still blue, that there are still limits to study and practice, and that some of them are gained for the first time in action.

Beginning today I will be a lover, but Marha told me that she wanted me to remain both a brother and a master.

So let me tell you something like that.

It's going to be a long night.