The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Living on the clockless El Oro continent improves the accuracy of your body clock.

I woke up convinced it was morning, but unexpectedly the surroundings were dark. Think about it for a moment and recall that there was a board hanging on the window. I guess the morning sun won't even come in because of that.

When I illuminate the room with lighting magic, I see Kohari sleeping as if wrapped in a blanket.

I gently stepped out of bed to keep her awake.

Oddy rushed right out of the room on & kohari room. Apparently he was waiting for me to wake up while working nearby.

I can see Odie's expression stiffened up for business. It was gentle and warm, as if it were a parent who rejoiced in the child's growth.

Odie was waiting to take me to the bath. Tesh's extraction had already prepared him for his morning bath.

When I was uncomfortable with my sticky body, Odie led me to an open-air bath in the courtyard.

Senior servants basically don't do water or hard work. Because those are junior servants' jobs. However, this does not apply to cases where even senior servants do not have other personnel, or where they wish to do so.

This is the pattern that strikes the former. Since there are no junior servants at the residence of Mayor Nambonan so far, Odi has to do these tasks.

That's why I was thoroughly washed inside my skin by Odie.

My seminal sac still seemed empty because I was playing until dawn, and my stuff was shriveled just enough to describe it as child proper.

When I was a kid, Odie was in charge of bathing. I'm just a little embarrassed that they've seen the same child penis as they did back then. The blood vessels rose, the skin peeled off, and I wanted to draw a curve like the Three Suns and Moons to show a meat stick that softened.

I had breakfast in the bath, moved to the mayor's office, and then had my plans for the day in mind as I drank tea.

It is precisely at that time that the room-on came into the room. It was a move as if it had been foreseen.

Good morning, Mayor.

I thought you had come to talk about work, say hello to my sister, something like that, and Roomon bowed his head.

By the way, it's that kohari, but she can't move because of general muscle pain because she's terrible at sex with muscles she doesn't normally use. Tesh said Odie was assisting with Kohari's bathing.

"I have a favor to ask you"

"What?

"I don't mind just a little bit, so why don't you let Kohari keep working for you?

According to Room-On, Kohari has become very bright and active these days.

Kohari has so far had nothing to expect from his real father, and he was just a doll resting as a merchant lady. That would be having a job, albeit a choreographer, so that I could touch the outside world or be of service to someone. For Kohali it is fear, while it seems to have been fresh, interesting and filled with the mind.

Room-on seemed afraid it would be hard for Kohari to go back to her doll life now that she knows outside.

Well, now it's not just a doll, it's going to be close to Love Doll.

"But even if we continue to work as chores, it won't be the same as before. There is a difference between other chores and Kohari's treatment. I suppose if I knew that only one person was being favoured, I'd buy unwanted jealousy from the surroundings?

If it meant my woman, she wouldn't be treated the same way as a regular choreographer.

Now Kohari is washed by Odie, a senior servant. They treat me politely because of the fact that I held it.

By analogy, did I just say senior employees are management, junior employees are full-time employees, and miscellaneous clerks are active interns? Kohali is in a position to help the person above bathe if he is.

These things will continue to happen. Kohari is not just a choreographer from his servants, because he is recognized as my woman.

Many people work together and don't feel good about the difference in treatment when it comes to being the same choreographer.

There won't be any fire powder flying over Kohari because of my authority, but I can't extinguish fire to anything that dulls in my chest.

I doubt Kohari would enjoy working in such a giddy environment.

"The mayor seems to know a lot about the downward thinking... I'd like to talk to Kohali about this."

"Adjust around there on your own. And give me a report as soon as there are signs of pregnancy."

It was a room-on that took the word birth control with a complex expression, but the expression was brightened when we talked about arranging a healer for Kohari.

"Can you put on a healer!?

"I can hear you without shouting. Kohali's my girl, isn't she? I don't want to die."

In the case of civilians, even millionaires, it is difficult to apply a healer in connection with pregnancy.

It's very costly to stick up a healer for pregnant women who don't know when to give birth. Many healers who deal with civilians in the first place have a noble philosophy of wanting to save people suffering from illness and injury. It makes no sense for such a man to make a fool of himself.

Of course, there are a certain number of healers who are dirty on gold, so civilian millionaires employ those people loaded with piles of gold coins.

The # 1 ranking of popular places of employment for such healers is exclusive to the aristocracy.

While salaries can be cheap given that they are employed by millionaire civilians, the steady status recognised by the aristocracy that governs the territory is not something that can be obtained with gold.

Unfair taxation or unfounded and unjustified arrests by those in power are not uncommon on the El-O continent. The quickest and surest way to combat this is to get into the aristocracy.

Naturally, the Qualdenze family, a great nobleman, employs many healers. There are a few healers in there that I can use as much as I like, so there's no problem with having one or so of them reside in the city of Nambonan. In some cases, I can do as much as I want to borrow a bit of a military healer.

There is a lot of confusion between the public and private sectors, but unlike Japan in previous life, there are no people who make a mess of it.

Looks like room on told me I'm serious about arranging a healer. I exhaled with a relieved face, and soon became a face that circled my thoughts.

"... Kohari is the mayor's woman, may I tell the others about this?

Will she go around boasting that her pretty sister has become a concubine of nobility?

"Why?

"It's..."

Thus, Room-On begins to explain the environment surrounding Kohali.

He's also an older merchant for over thirty examples of planned political marriages with Kohali, but he's still obsessed.

When she learns about the fallen room-on and Kohari, she's pressing for Kohari to come as a mistress instead of giving her assistance. Sometimes you think you're hiring gorots and making threats?

Sure, Kohari is beautiful, so I don't know what I want. But I don't.

Room-on seemed to have moved a lot to protect Kohari, but he said he wanted to take this opportunity to completely sever the relationship.

"So you're gonna give me my name?"

"Yes, there's no way you're just going to imitate it against the mayor"

To defy me is to defy the Qualdenze family. It is the shortest course to the truncator in the city of Nambonan.

If the Kohari father, who was a great merchant, was an old merchant who wanted a political marriage, the recklessness of his actions would be immediately understandable.

I had flashed before, so I gave Room-On some instructions and some silver coins and allowed him to leave.

"Please say hello to Kohari"

Shortly before leaving the room, Room-on lowered his head deeply with his hands on the floor.

When I came into the room, it was a way of saying it would stick to this one, but now it was a heartfelt soothing voice.

You must have been relieved to be sure that you would be surrounded securely as a concubine, not just playing.

The room-on has left, so I'll take the materials that were prepared.

I was prepared to see how much work I had accumulated, but surprisingly, the numbers were low.

The room-on seemed to be scrutinizing closely, mostly ending with just confirmation and approval.

"As much as I want you to be a civilian in the military."

"Right."

I spoke to a civilian in the Qualdenze army who came to check on the documents, but the reputation of the room-on was so good.

Civilians seem to want to recruit room-ons to the military, but it would be most efficient for him to keep working as a city clerk because he seems to be awake to Nambonan love.

He said he expected to stay stuck in the mayor's office for one day today, but in the afternoon, a little while later, he almost got rid of the work he could do at his desk.

I gave the room on a few pieces of silver coins as a whorehouse bill, but I think I could have added a bonus to your job.

I thought I was in good shape in time, and I called Tesh to get a letter ready. It is a written letter about the Eve mother received from the slave trader Doran.

Just in case, I'll read back all the letters I exchanged a few times about my Eve mother.

According to the letter, Doran was scheduled to visit the city of Nambonan a little earlier than I did. They say there is a slave chamber in Nambonan City where Doran is kind enough to deliver Eve Mother to me as she makes her slave arrival.

It's in the call ok and the letter whenever I arrive, so I just decided to make a call.

"Like calling this"

Show me the letter and I'll give Tesh instructions.

"Yes, sir."

I guess Tesh was anticipating some expansion at the time he told me to prepare the letter, keeping the boy outside the mayor's office waiting for chores.

The chore boy didn't even listen back just because Tesh told him to say "go," but walked down the hall in a gracious manner.

When I'm out of hand, I take a letter describing my Eve mother's appearance and read it back slowly.

There is no excessive embellishment in the text, just a simple description of the colour of the hair, the colour of the eyes, the shape, etc. I felt Doran's confidence from that unsolicited description.

It's such a great product that the letters can't tell you, I feel whispered.

Somehow I learned to dry my throat, and I told Tesh to prepare a cup of tea and left the mayor's office behind.