《The Best Assassin, Incarnated into a Different World’s Aristocrat》Book 2: Prologue
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The Rising Sunshine has come.
I wake up. I take a look at the clock to check the time
The circadian clock is accurately functioning.
There is a warm feeling on my left arm, I face it.
“Lugh-sama, that is..don’t do that!”
A blonde beautiful girl who came out at the age of fourteen while saying a sleeping voice……
It was Tart clinging to me in her sleep.
She was abandoned in the mountains, being told that she was not necessary for the family.
That is traumatic and sometimes becomes unstable. So when she couldn’t stand loneliness, she decides to sleep together.
The Human body gives off warmth that can bring comfort to a person and tranquility.
…… Once, when I was sleeping together with Tart and Marha , I did the worst on the bed, but they both did not despise me, and after that, they have been treated regularly There is no problem.
The important thing for the assassin is learning the ability. I will not repeat the same mistake.
However, there is still a tough thing when it gets stuck so far.
“What kind of dream did you have?”
When I see the happy sleeping face of Tart, I feel so happy.
Recently, the frequency of sleeping together has increased.
I was worried at first that my mind might become more unstable,
but when I looked closely, I realized that it seemed to be just an excruciating excuse. Originally I should give up, but because I do not feel bad to do this, I am acknowledging it.
Besides, she has been working so hard
I would like to ask about this selfishness.
“Tart, get up”
I shake the shoulder of tart, suppressing the feeling that I want to look at her sleeping face.
If you do not get up soon, breakfast will not be ready in time.
tart opens her eyes slightly.
“Morning lug~”
Tart mumbles while holding in a sweet awoken up tone, she doesn’t turn around to the sound of my voice.
tart’s nightdress in her figure, and the body that grew up nicely even though she hates the thin cloth.
And, with another attack, she starts to rub her cheeks against my chest
“I know that you love me, but can you let me go?”
“Isn’t it fine. Until now, you did that, you know. At least inside your dream, I could spoil you”
I pulled tarts cheek, my eyes got watery
“Come on, Wake up”
“Oh, yes, maybe this is a dream”
“Good morning, tart”
“Auu, hawawawaw, t-this is…n-no, Lugh-sama, kyaa”
Tart that had left me dropped down from the bed and let her buttocks turn red.it is what it is though.
It shows things that should not be shown in full scale, but it seems that the person is not.
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That’s different. This is that.”
“I know. It’s about going to sleep. Look at the clock.”
“… there is no rush”
I just want to go to bed and watch the sunset.
I turned my back, tart starts to changes
I have put some of her clothes in the room because we often sleep together so this way she doesn’t run out of my room In lingerie.
My room is rather close to the water. After Tart returns to her room, it is better to change clothes here, rather than go to the water and fix her appearance.
“Well, let’s go! Please let me apologize again for the morning, Mr. Lugh!”
When I turned around, tart is in her usual servant clothing as she bows her head down and leaves with furious speed
“I’ve never seen tart like that”
It seems like Tart is an early-riser.
She almost never gets woken up by me
What happened yesterday must’ve been rough on her. Crossing her limits, she covered for me while I was heading to/towards Dia, and kept on waiting all this time for me.
Teasing her or making her bad today would be bad taste
But, never mind that…
“After all, the age of this body does not have a reason and instinct become different creatures.”
Sigh.
The softness and the smell of the tart that wears in light clothes and is poisonous for the body of a 14-year-old boy with sexual desires
They react in a visible way, and in fact, I felt that such desires rose.
…… I am the master of that child and I am in touch as a father.
If you show such a tent from the morning, it may blow off the trust she has on me.
If we take care of her more, we can say that further measures are necessary.
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I head to the living room at my usual time
Already had my parents and Dia sat down
“Good Morning Lugh-chan Look Look, I gave dia-chan my old clothes they totally fit her, right?”
“It is very pretty, white looks great on Dia”
Dia wore a thin white summer dress.
Although the decoration is small, it is well-deserved and well-matched to the delicate dia.
White clothes are perfect for Dia’s white skin and silver hair.
“Thank you, but I’m a little embarrassed”
“Wow, after all, Dia is a perfect fit for my clothes. In the case of Tart, she is too tall and she is too big to dress up … I’m sorry I couldn’t let it go fashionable I guess it is. “
“No, mom is sewing tart clothes every once in a while, isn’t she?”My mom’s hobby is putting out her clothes.”
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“If you make it from scratch, you won’t be able to test it. But, if my clothes are to be dressed, I want to do it as much as I can!”
My mother liked the tart, and she took care of it and made clothes with her sewing skills.
… Just head to the tart every time, ‘Is your grandchild still? I want you to stop the sexually harassed question.
“Hey, Lugh. Who is the tart?”
Dia asks with a slightly stiff look.
“My exclusive servant, disciple, assistant. Excellent, honest and hard working. she also gave her best when she was going to help with Dia. Rumor has it she’s been here.”
tart came from the kitchen to the serving room.
First of all, distribute the drink to everyone. Today is freshly squeezed apple juice? It’s perfect for waking your head.
“That is tart”
“Oh, yes. Tart, say hello to Dia”
“Hmm, yes. Dia M-Mrs. Dia, I am the servant of Mr. Lugh, and I am an assistant for Mr. Lugh as well My name is Tart..”
“I’m Dia, please. And thank you. You worked hard to help me”
“No, no. I am Lugh’s assistant.”
“Well, I think you like Lugh as long as I see the attitude from the beginning.”
“No, no, I really respect that, and I love that, but not that kind of thing.”
Tart is fluttering, while Dia is calm.
.
“There’s nothing to hide, and there is no reason to be shy about it. Because Lugh is a nobleman. Of course, there are two or one of the concubines”
I have an understanding of this because I am a nobleman.
If there is only one wife, there is a risk that the House will be broken without being born a successor.
Even if a child is born, there is no guarantee that the child will succeed.
It can be said that it is a natural decision as a nobleman to have multiple wives and to create a reserve for the succession.
And, if multiple wives are equal, the risk of success and the struggle is born.
Therefore, it is common to say that the second and third wives have a lower status than their 1st wives
In that respect, it can be said that the tarts that have magical power are perfect for a commoner to come out.
……But I don’t intend to have that kind of relationship with tarts for now.
I know Tart started to be conscious of me as a man, but I don’t think so.
At least with reason.
“Oh, that’s ridiculous. If I can stay by the side of Mr. Lugh”
“I say I like that. Lugh is a happy person.you are admired by such a cute girl.”
“Oh, I thank you for the tarts”|
The tart had a bright red face
“Well, I’ll bring you that food right away.”
tart runs and returns to the kitchen.
Then Dia looks at her father with a serious expression.
“This time I appreciate the power of Touahadha for Vicone, in spite of the danger. Thank you, Mr. Kian, Lugh. This is the only thing that I can give as a reward because I came almost wearing my clothes. please accept it”
Dia gives his father a ring with a large jewel.
… This is what Dia said, but it’s a national treasure class.
An ordinary family would be able to play and live for three generations ahead, and it is a valuable thing that is not something you can buy for the money in the first place.
“I can not afford to receive it. It will be the form left by Deer’s mother. … The reward is good. I have received it a long time ago from Vicone. In addition, the son who actually moved his hand is Because you say that you only kept your promise with you.” (Lugh’s father)
“Yes, sir…So, could you please receive it as a tuition fee?” (Dia)
“What is “tuition”?” (Lugh’s Father”
“Please teach me the art of assassination. I need the art of assassination of touahade. You can use magic as well. I was reminded that it is useless only to that extent. So, please” (Dia)
Dia lowers her head
Surely, I was probably aware of my powerlessness in this case.
This is what Dia looks like, as she is trained as a countess in combat. It can be seen in the way of walking.
But he wants to go ahead with the technology of touahade.
Maybe you’re trying to help count vicone.
“It is only the direct line of Touahade that entrusts Touahade’s technique. … There are some who have made a Rogue teach on that condition that it will be executed with his or her own hand immediately if he/she makes the way as an exception. No … Well, I’m qualified because Dia will be my daughter, and I’ll talk about that after breakfast.” (Lugh’s Father)
I came with a plate where tart poured soup.
The fish soup has a nice aroma
Certainly, it is wasteful that this soup gets cold.
“I agree too. I want to eat delicious dishes made by Tart”
“Okay, then, after the meal” (Lugh)
First of all, it’s a meal.
And then my father will tell you what to do with Dia becoming my sister.
A new attempt, begun five years ago in the kingdom of Alvin.
Young magical people gather around the aristocracy, nurture friendships, and compete.
It is also to go with me to that place to make as for the reason to make Dia as my sister
It will be a little troublesome to go there, but it will also be fun
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