Profession, Merchant Volume 8 Chapter 9

Chapter 9 – Bully Girl, VI

If they found out that I was a man, I wouldn’t be able to stay here, and I don’t know where I would go, or if I still have a place to go.

There is also the problem that if I get caught, not only would I be kicked out, but I would 100% die in a ditch.

…yes. That’s right. I would die. So I had no choice.

I turned back towards the garden and reached for the sheets, thinking there was no point in dwelling on my thoughts.

But the moment I turned around,

“Boo!”

“Kyaaa! M-Milady?”

Milady.

There is only one daughter in this house, and that is the girl who picked me up.

It seemed she was hiding in the drying sheets, waiting for me to grab them.

“Aah, that really surprised me.”

“You’ve become quite the maid, haven’t you? Your gestures, your words. Everything.”

There’s no way that’s… true…”

I was at a loss because I had just become aware that there was truth in her words.

In fact, I had just said “Kyaaa! Milady!?” in a very girlish tone.

“By the way, how is your day going? Didn’t you have martial arts training today?”

“Fufufu. I snuck out.”

I looked at the girl’s figure.

It certainly looks that way, as she is currently wearing a rather revealing sleeveless martial arts outfit made of shiny red fabric with matching gold embroidered dragons.

Her shoulder and side stripes were shiny, the collar and hem had silver trim, and the hem ended just above the knee, but with a slit on each side at hip height, as if to facilitate movement.

Whenever the wind rustled, the fabric fluttered, revealing her seductive outer thighs.

Somehow there was an air of adulthood about this figure, and I didn’t know where to focus my eyes, so I turned my face toward the day after tomorrow before answering.

“That’s no good, milady. You mustn’t do that. Even though Master isn’t strict, he has very high expectations of you as his daughter.”

“But you already know why I did it… right?”

As she said this, the girl turned her body and looked deliberately into my averted eyes.

“Even though you’re home, we can’t be alone at all. So I thought I would sneak out at this time of the day when there would be no one else around but us.”

By the way. Today is Saturday, in case you didn’t know.

“Milady…”

As I felt my cheeks heating up at the girl’s words, something elastic and cool touched my lips.

It was Milady’s lips.

“Mmm, you can’t do that, milady. What if someone sees us?”

“Don’t worry. No one will see us here.”

Certainly, no one is in the house at the moment, and it seems unlikely that anyone from outside will be able to see us now that we’re hidden behind these dried sheets.

As the girl’s tongue licked into my mouth, I heard a sparrow chirping overhead, but I doubted it was interested in his human entanglements.

From the bird’s point of view, the scene was probably not much different from the cats copulating from the roof.

I couldn’t resist for long and reached for her tits.

The material of her tight martial arts uniform somehow felt so smooth and silky that it almost slipped onto my palms.

In response, the girl squeezes my tits.

There shouldn’t be any real flesh in my bosom, but for some reason, I feel very embarrassed.

So, with my heart beating faster, I flirt even more with my tongue to cover it up.

I love her bell-shaped tits, and I love touching them, but I didn’t think being on the receiving end of a tit massage could be so embarrassing.

“Hey, are you embarrassed?”

“What?”

“Getting your breasts touched.”

She was completely on the mark. I thought she might be an esper.

“That’s new.”

“What is?”

“Because what you’re thinking… I can easily see it on your face now.”

“M-my face…? R-really?”

I pinch my own cheeks.

“Yes. You used to be someone who I honestly had no idea what you were thinking. Maybe you were the kind of person whose job it was to make sure people didn’t realize your true intentions?”

“So you’re saying that…”

“Mmm… a gambler? A spy? Or… A merchant, perhaps?”

Hmmm, I don’t know, but what do I think?

While I was pondering, the girl suddenly licked my cheek.

It was so soft that it seemed as if a light breeze had caressed it.

Then she kissed my cheek a few more times, tracing the line from my jawbone to my chin, and then she started sucking on my neck.

“S-stop, at least don’t suck it too much. It will leave a mark…”

I was numb, as if an electric current had passed through my body, but I tried to keep my composure and said such things with a calm demeanor.

But the girl saw through that and reached up my skirt.

I could feel the cotton of the panties rubbing pleasantly against my cock as her fingers traced along it.

“Hey… do you want to do it?”

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