The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

How do the citizens of Newnelly distinguish my being, the Marquis' man?

The answer is appearance. One shot if you wear a cloak with a family crest. No one is a citizen of Newnelly and does not know the family crest of the Qualdenze family. If you look at other luxurious armor, beautiful clothes, the number of escorts you have taken, you can immediately guess.

There is no such thing as a photo album of the Lords' clan being released, so there are really few people who know their faces.

What citizens know is about age and height at best, and then about the color of their hair and eyes.

I mean, if you're walking in civilian clothes, wearing different haired cutlasses, and draining escorts, the citizens will never dream that I'm the Marquis' man.

"Then, young lady, we are withholding behind. Please be careful."

"I asked."

One of the escorts whispered to me as I left the gates of the walls separating the castle from the castle town and disappeared.

They will lurk a little further away from me to provide security.

Walk down the street under the castle on your own.

The citizens around me don't realize who I am, and they don't get noticed. It was a long time of openness.

In the clear sky of the morning, the sound of a bell announcing the time rings high.

It's a clockless world, so the feeling of time is pretty fuzzy.

The city of Newnelly has a facility to observe the sun, which beats a giant bell every time it is in a prescribed position to tell time around the city.

Citizens don't often work until night because there are no lights by electricity, as in Japan in previous life, and no lights by magic are common. Instead, the morning is early.

Even though the sun was still pretty much down there, there were citizens walking around on the boulevard.

Something very different from the last time I took a patience tour.

I have permission to have sex, so it's okay for the citizens here to hold it.

Just thinking about it keeps my eye on the people who go on the road. I have to keep a check on the pretty girl.

One of the purposes of this patience was here.

Minute is supposed to leave the house and meet me in front of the Octoham statue in Central Square when I hear the bell I just rang.

I left the castle a little early because her house in Castle Town is closer to Central Square. If you make him wait too long, he might get numbed by another guy.

"Well."

Step into the central square, which is ruined by people.

When I activated the Magic Detection gently, I wandered around to the point where the Magic Civilian had enough fingers with one hand.

If you have this level of magic, it won't even hurt me to get killed, so I'm going through.

A bronze statue is installed in the centre of Central Square. It is used to meet citizens because it is easy to see and understand.

This time, it's also here to meet Minute.

I think I arrived a little early, so I observe the people in front of the statue.

After all, people were overflowing in front of the statue. Citizen outfits, traveler outfits, adventurer outfits, and so on.

As I was doing so, my daughter, in what lovely little and beautiful clothes, who stood in front of the statue, approached me to ask for this one.

A fluffy, wavy chestnut hair long enough to ride on his shoulder is curved down to wrap his face around it. Beautiful hair.

"Um."

I was not only approached, I was called out. Is this possibly the reverse nan?

I'm a little happy because she was the cutest daughter of the woman in front of the statue. I got the enviable gaze of the men in front of the statue. You win.

"Um, young lady?

If you look closely at my daughter's face, it was a minute.

"Oh, Minute. I didn't know because the atmosphere was different."

Not the same hairstyle that screwed my usual croissant.

I guess that means I don't have to bind my hair because I don't do made-up work.

I just put my hair down and I don't get the usual impression of a kicking serious maid, and I feel like an energetic town girl of my age.

"Hmm?"

The hairstyle looked familiar. Well, where did you see it?

A slight twist in the head squeezed out blurred memories.

"Speaking of which, I think I had that hair before..."

"Yes. The young lady is right. I used to have free hair."

I didn't hide the joy, and Minute smiled.

She stroked her hair while she was twitching, so I thought there was something there, but it seemed to be clams.

"Aren't you free now?

"Yes, the maid director reviewed the rules when the uniform was introduced"

The maid chief who likes to get a kick out of it, when I decided to introduce the uniform to the servant, he hitched a ride to it and put in the hairstyle rules.

Until then, my hair could have been stretched out to my liking if I hadn't gotten in the way of my job. But "it's not beautiful that the outfit is uniform but the hairstyle is intrusive," he said, limiting the hairstyle due to the made-length theory.

Thus, the female servant had the rule of shortening her hair or, in the long run, bundling it and putting it together in her head.

I recognize the minit in my hair right now.

When I asked the servant about the questionnaire for introducing the uniform, I thought she had cute chestnut hair that fluttered.

Well, I couldn't remember the first time I held Minute, but I did talk to her.

"I miss you. These hairstyles look minute and cute."

Don't even give me a compliment about what I just remembered.

"Thank you. … I am very, very pleased"

Minute layered her palm with her chest and breathed a lot deeper.

Maybe I noticed this hairstyle or was thrilled to wait.

"And Minute. You'd be asking me how you call me today, wouldn't you?

"Ah...... yes. Um, are you sure?

It's a pity, but if young people were called, there would be citizens out there who would observe. When I go down to the castle, I have a tentative ID for it.

a wooden plaque describing that setting. Yesterday, Minute should have been given it by Tesh.

"If you don't call me that, you'll find out who I am, so do it right. Because I talk like a civilian, too."

It's a civilian setting, so it's a civilian style to speak. It is easy because you do not need to speak as great as usual.

Minute took a deep breath to switch, then opened her mouth.

"Mr. Will."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"Will..."

With his fingers on his cheeks, the minit blushes. I feel kind of embarrassed watching this one, too.

If we were playing a sneaky story in the middle of a square like this, we'd probably even kick it off the men's ranks.

"Minute, shall we move a little? Let's wander around until we get used to it."

The destination I want to go to this time is, in a way, an enemy destination. I want to get a little less uncomfortable before I go in.

When he offered his hand, Minute looked at it bewildered.

"Hmm? Do you prefer to put your arms together?

When a couple walk together, there is the type that joins hands and the type where a woman clings to a man's arm. This is the same in Japan and this world in previous life.

Which is your preference for Minute? I don't care. I just think it would look pretty unfortunate if she stuck to my arm because of her tall height.

"No, uh... yeah. I prefer to hold hands...... like. Kana."

When I said that in a terrible tone, my hand was shaken. I can get tangled up to my fingers.

As usual, my hands seem to have a higher temperature, and I feel comfortable with my limp, miniature fingertips.

Keep your hands together and move out of the square onto the back road.

"Is the market open yet?

"Yes...... yeah. It's already open... right?

I feel that Minute's thought switch is in working mode halfway through.

It seems to be a little funny in the opposite direction to Rupetta, although it is hard to speak in a friendly tone.

He glanced around and drew his minit into the shadows of the building.

"Eh?

"Minute. You don't have to be nervous, have fun."

Hold her close and kiss her gently. Minute leans over like he's keeping his body here.

A very deep kiss would bring him straight into the inn line, so he ended it to the point of tangling the tip of his tongue a little.

"Nju... ♡... Will you"

"... yeah. Good boy."

When I let go of my lips, they stared at me with pitch-black eyes that seemed to want me, but I can't let them stay like this.

I have somewhere to go today. It's not like I want to squirt yet.

"Let's go to the market. I guess Minute originally had something he wanted to go see, didn't he?

"Will, what's your business? I don't mind later..."

"You can do my errands later. Let's get used to today's relationship before we go."

Retract Minute's hand and return to the back road.

The market is centrally located in the commercial district and you need to walk a little from Central Square.

Surprisingly, Minute walked fast. I wanted to try the date-like care of walking according to the girl's walking speed, but unfortunately it seemed useless. Basically, civilians walk fast. She was the only one with no exceptions.

"Are you looking at makeup tools?

"Yeah. I've been using your mother's lowering, and I want a new one."

The market, eventually, was surrounded by a lively air. Full of morning vibes.

The landscape of each laying rugs or setting up a tent unsurpassed to do business reminds me of the free market.

I visit this Blue Sky City every time I stroll around Castle Town, but I don't get tired of watching it because there's always something lined up that sounds interesting.

"Here."

They each seem to be expanding their shops as they please, but there's a big deal going on.

He is drawn to the Minute and guided to the area for women.

There are so many female customers around here that I've never been too close to them before. Sometimes the excavation area is more interesting.

I have a pardon mark for being accompanied by her, so this time I was able to step into a dignified female area. I'm a little worried about buying you a souvenir for Fannie. If I buy it poorly, it looks extra snarky.

"Wow. Nice"

I can't imagine it from a regular minute, a gorgeous voice for my age.

There was a crate in front of her, like a cosmetic set, that made every tool shine for her hand.

"Yeah. Is this what makeup tools are for?"

This is the first time I have seen such a tool because there is no chance of entering the makeup room of a noble lady. Well, the tools themselves could be completely different from the civilians, and it wouldn't be helpful. I also only know about Japanese cosmetic tools in my previous life about lipstick and foundation. I can't advise you on good or bad cosmetic tools.

There was a heap of tools in the crate that I had no idea what to use. It's like a tool box.

"Boyfriend, it's wild to see a lot of work behind a woman."

The woman who had the store number can beat me up. Indeed, I felt it was a little short of delicacy to stare at a woman's cosmetic tools.

I wonder if I've done something wrong, and I'll see what Minute looks like.

"Boyfriend... Boyfriend...... ugh...... ♡"

It seemed kind of exciting.

There's a difference between age and height, but if you look like a proper boyfriend girlfriend, it's a good thing.

"Why don't you give me something to decorate? Look, there's something good over there. Take a look."

"Yes, yes! Look at that!

Kukuku is led to the woman who is expanding the store next door.

This one seems to handle accessories.

Minute went out with me selfishly, you could give me something to commemorate.

"You're a beautiful girlfriend. Wouldn't this be a good neighborhood if it suited that girl? It'll look great on you. I'd love to.... Maybe you could ask me a little favor."

The last line showed me a gesture to lurk my voice before I said it. She still looks young, but she looks a lot like an old lady.

"What is this made of?

"Yeah? Yeah, that's a tortoise crust. You're a tortoise coming out of the field. The methyl is green."

Since it was a similar material, I thought it might be, but it seems that the turtle's armor was the raw material.

"What kind of turtle goes out in the field?

"Are you sure you want to be this little guy? The tortoise that scratches the leaves and roots is coming out in the spring. That's about it if it's big. Meat doesn't taste very good, but I can use a lot of methyl."

That's about it, and the woman made a circle about the size of a regular automobile tire by hand. It's a pretty big turtle.

In the first place, I feel like the sea turtle was originally made of methyl. It is a pretty mysterious turtle to be able to take this kind of material from a turtle on land.

This world also exists flora and fauna that we have seen on Earth, as well as strange flora and fauna that we have never seen. I'm sure the mysterious turtle is the latter.

"You like it? Kohlo's processed products are beautiful. Make it a good one if you want to give it to her. Look, this or something."

Because I happened to be holding a bowl, I was lined up with different colored bowls of Kohlo. Blue, yellow, green, red, purple, white, tea, black, and colorful in front of me.

"This color."

"It's all different turtles. Cheap is green. High is red and blue."

What a turtle everywhere. Maybe the world is flat, with giant turtles supporting it from the bottom.

"It's only expensive, and red and blue are beautiful."

Even if it's expensive, it feels like a civilian price. From me, it's easy to buy even a glass of barrel.

Over the slightly higher sun, the translucent brimstone dropped the red light to the ground.

"Is there anything besides"?

"Something's a big mess. Squeeze a little longer. Hair decorations, ear decorations, necklaces, rings. Come on."

Because I give it to you, I want you to use it from time to time. If you think about it, you can even use it in a made-up state.

I'll try to remember the maids in the castle, but I've never seen anyone wandering around with ornaments such as earrings and necklaces. This must probably be a made-to-measure leap.

But I realized that there was only one point to decorate.

"Something to bind your hair to, anything?

According to the rules of the maid length, there are many maids who bind their hair, but they liked using ribbons and strings. Minute binds her hair with less decorative tools like Valletta.

"Oh, there's quite a bit of that."

I can arrange a number of tools to bind my hair. There are many women with long hair, so I guess there is demand.

"This"

"That? What the... uh, flowers. Flowers that smell good. You made it out of turtle crust. Isn't it beautiful?"

I took Barletta, whose decorations were elephant with red flowers.

The petals appear to have been processed and made of red turtle methyl, which is sparkling and beautiful.

It's not even a very large decoration, so I wonder if this would ever be confiscated by the maid length.

"Give me this. How much?"

"Yes, Maido."

I handed over the silver coins I had deliberately prepared for today and received Valletta.

When I looked at the miniature, I was looking at cosmetic tools away from home. I'll give it to you later.

After looking around at the ornaments for a while, Minute stopped by.

I don't think I bought anything because I have bare hands.

"Is that it? You didn't buy it?

"... yeah. He said that the range would be better in a few moments because the merchants would come from elsewhere. That's why I decided to wait until then."

"It is."

I guess cosmetic tools aren't even like buying them in such a hurry. Minute seemed satisfied with just doing window shopping.

I keep pointing my finger at the outside.

"Is there anything else you'd like to see?

"Eh, I want to see a cloth..."

Civilians don't buy a lot of ready-made clothing. Even if I buy it, it's old clothes.

Basically, you buy fabrics, you make new clothes, or you process clothes that are already here.

I went to the clothes store with the girl and said, "Do you look good? Which one do you want?" I wanted to enjoy a situation that was going to be a pain in the ass for her when she told me she wouldn't decide forever......

"Well, let's go see the cloth."

I pulled Minute's hand and I moved on.

The sun rose high and the bell rang as we finished taking lunch in the stalls of Central Square.

It is already afternoon.

"Mr. Will. What are we gonna do after this?

"Right..."

Minute also seems to have gotten used to this lover play and the discomfort is almost gone.

"Well, let's go"

I decided to go to my destination for this sneaky tour.

Exit Central Square and enter the compartment opposite the commercial district.

There are a lot of old buildings around here, and the air is generally calm.

"Where I turned right at the corner there"

Leading by the Minute, he walks with a little mildew-flavored air.

The old shredded cobblestone alley has a nice vibe.

Other neighborhoods also look like tourist destinations themselves from my former Japanese counterparts, but this neighborhood feels like it's walking amongst huge world heritage sites.

"Oh, this."

"Yeah. I felt it when I came before, but it's a fine building, isn't it?"

Through a slightly dim alley, a large church appeared there.

Light orange stone walls and bronze roofs. There must have been a huge amount of money invested in the construction, which can be seen as a former authority.

The walls have elaborate and delicate decorations, but many parts are blackened or crumbling where they are after long months.

It is a religious establishment run by the Zeth Holy High Society.

It was Holy High Church.