The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

"Hey, Monica. What are your suspicious eyes?"

"... because I don't trust you"

I looked up at the grey cat as I lowered my heart.

"I had a contract to get Marie paid, and I think I'm on your side, though?

"… what kind of contract is it"

"That's a secret. He just asked me to give him a hand."

I get irritated by the leisurely, teasing grey cat.

But it's a clever light that even the soft guy showed up at the corner. You have to judge calmly.

"Isn't that ambiguous about the criteria?

"Right, hey, it's my standard."

"Depending on your values as to how far the contract will be fulfilled is somewhat lacking in credibility."

Zubari and I say, the grey cat stays laughing and doesn't move one eyebrow.

Forgetting my earlier fears, I took a step forward.

"... How far can Mr. Grey Cat lend you a hand?

"Hmm? Stay with me - don't be so angry. It's okay, I'll help the lady. I originally wanted to see you."

"... to Master Julianna?

Sending an astonishing glance, the grey cat does not break his grin - but speaks pale in a badly frozen voice.

"Yeah. 'Cause you'd be curious, wouldn't you? I wonder what kind of hand you used to put a collar in a black butterfly that you thought was just like me. Me, you think loyalty is stupid."

"I don't think so"

Lady Julianna made me, as a nobleman, avenge the Anthrone family.

He thinks he can't return the favor of working his whole life.

(I wasn't fitted with a collar. Just wanted to be on your side and be useful)

Loyalty, I believe, is not the imaginary hardness of the grey cat.

"That's because you were born a nobleman, isn't it? Nobility is by birth the servant (servant) of the country. But an assassin lives in a remote world of loyalty. It's supposed to be irrelevant to us to die for someone, to kill for someone..."

The grey cat broke his expression for the first time.

His eyes are lit with colors that look terribly lonely.

I thought I'd finally get a human look, but soon I'll be back to my original creepy smile.

"Well, Monica. Lady, let's talk about Operation Retrieval."

Afterwards, no grey cat changed his expression in front of me.

Discussions with the Grey Cat resulted in my maneuver to make it easier for him to break into the Lewis family and then recapture Master Julianna all over the darkness of the night.

It would be a solid operation, harnessing Grey Cat's ability as an assassin.

But I turn a jittery glance at the grey cat who safely broke into the Lewis family.

"... why is it a samurai garment"

The grey cat wore a samurai garment for some reason.

It should have nothing to do with the operation.... a lot.

(... you're a pervert)

In order to break in the grey cat, I paid for it as if nothing had happened, and while I was working, I subtly unlocked the servant building window and checked out the patrol time for the watch.

That's not to say no, to make this soft assassin dress like a woman.

After he breaks in, he steals the biggest samurai outfit from the linen room, and he's happy to wear it in my room. No more, you soft bastard.

"I'm the nature of getting into shape, aren't I? Even your lady wouldn't, would she?

"It's not the answer, and please don't bring Master Julianna with you!

Whatever you look at in Grey Cat's maid's clothes, it just looks like a man dressed as a woman in a booze pastime.

He's shoulder-width, and his clothes look like he can play the button.

Master Julianna and I are too incomplete.

"You were wondering about the structure of the samurai clothes.... Did you think you were perverted about me?

"... you think you can stay away from that?

"That's rude. Find out in which position it's easy to sneak weapons and attack by actually wearing samurai clothes!

The grey cat twisted herself as she pointed at her mouth.

I can see the flickering underwear from my overwhelming skirt, which makes me increasingly uncomfortable.

"... why are you posing in front of the mirror?

"Don't you think I'm pretty cute?

"I don't think so!

When I scream like that, a grey cat packs a distance from me in one leg like a cat jumps.

When he urged him to put his index finger against his mouth and quiet, he heard a number of people's footsteps from the hallway.

"... that's the Marquis Lewis family. You've already noticed I broke in."

"Huh!? Then there will be an operation to dive into Master Julianna's room in the dark..."

"Let's make it a frontal breakthrough!

Smiling at me in a hurry, the grey cat told me to sing with my fingers twirling.

"Hey, you must be an assassin!? What if I sneak a little...!

"Oh no. Courses don't matter when they serve their purpose. Results are all. If you kill him, you can still destroy the evidence."

With that said, the grey cat opens the door with momentum.

In the hallway stood the familiar servants waiting with unfamiliar weapons.

"You're all very enthusiastic about your work."

The grey cat signals to whine, and the servants strike at the same time.

But as he rattles his pussy and fingers, a large net descends from overhead, tangled up in the servants.

Apparently, he was setting a trap ahead of time.

Then, while they were standing back, they proceeded down the corridor and ran out to Master Julianna's room.

"These narrow places are a battlefield I'm good at."

"Hey, what are you doing to me! Now starting tomorrow, the seniors will have a stronger hit on me!

"Yep. Monica is more important to you than saving your daughter?

"Ugh... ok!

When I was ready to take the paralysis bomb out of my nostrils, I threw it at the servants who would come after me.

The servants fall down with the explosion sound of firecrackers being able to play.

The paralysis seemed to be overactive, and they looked stiff as they opened their eyes and tongued out, resenting this one.

"Wow...... Monica's a surprise."

"I don't want you to tell me......!

(Oh, I didn't think it would work that well......! Sorry!)

I ran in tears, even.

The stand-up servants make the grey cat entangled and inactive with a thread-like weapon.

The light tone was backwards, and the grey cat was strong.

When I kick the guard who was in front of Master Julianna's room, I knock the lock down with the hammer I took out of the warehouse and open the door.

"Ju, Lianna!

His breath also screams the name of the Lord constantly.

Pay your forehead sticking to your forehead with sweat and look over the room.

"Oh, Monica. I knew you'd come.... Will you just wait a little longer?

Master Julianna was just about to finish building the top of the Trump Tower now, shaking her puffy hands.