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Profession, Merchant Volume 15 Chapter 7
🕑 Added 2024-01-29 07:30:49 +0000 UTCChapter 7 – The Merchant VS The First Deva Gahotho VII ※
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Later that day, I paid another visit to the Gahotho residence.
“Master hasn’t returned yet. Please wait here,” but when I arrived, I was met only by the maid, Umeboshi, with her usual stern expression.
Nevertheless, she led me into the living room, the same room where we had held a meeting the day before.
I sat down on the sofa and tried to behave myself to make a good impression. But boredom crept in, and before I knew it, I was fiddling with the cigarette I had prepared. I didn’t light it, of course, because that would be bad manners.
(Even though I had made an appointment in advance…)
After waiting a while in a sulky mood, I heard the sound of the door opening behind me.
I stood up to get ready, but to my surprise, it wasn’t Gahotho standing there.
“Oh, it’s you…”
It was a blue Oni girl with bob-cut hair, and she bowed politely to me.
I think she was Gahotho’s daughter, Vivid, or something like that.
She held a tray of tea and snacks in her hand, probably to serve them to me.
“Thank you…”
“…”
At first glance, I could see that she was a quiet girl.
But even if it was only for a moment, her slanted eyes looked at me, then quickly looked away.
Am I disliked, I wonder?
Despite her silence, she didn’t leave the room after serving the tea and snacks.
She stood at the side of the sofa with the tray in her hands.
“Um, do you need anything else?”
I asked, but she didn’t even meet my gaze.
I watched her with a sideways glance as I sipped my tea.
Vivid’s face was small, with well-defined features.
Unlike her attire the last time we met, which consisted of a sweatshirt and hoodie, today, she was wearing a fluttery skirt and a beige blouse.
High socks wrapped around her calves, which were rounded like a flower vase, converging with the arch of her Achilles tendon.
Her father had said something about her being out of fashion lately, but looking at her now, one could see that she could dress appropriately if she wanted to.
As I watched her, I noticed that the girl was also looking at me.
I quickly looked away.
The room fell into an awkward silence for a while.
“Um…”
After a few minutes of stiffness, Vivid’s soft voice echoed like a wind chime.
“Yes? What is it?”
“Please read this.”
She handed me a book.
When I opened it, I was surprised to find it was an erotic comic – a Shunpon media.
Come to think of it, Gahotho had mentioned that her daughter was a fan of such books.
To the point of ruining her social life.
“You look a lot like the cool merchant in this comic,” she said.
Curiously, I flipped through the pages, and indeed, there was a merchant in this “Shunpon.”
To put it simply, the story is about a traveling merchant who makes a cunning attempt to seduce a priestess in a church.
However, this merchant in the book was just too good-looking… or rather, to the point where you could say that such a man could not exist in the real world.
I didn’t know who drew him, but it seemed like a character that would make you think, “Even for a man of your dreams, isn’t this a little too much?”
“Is he interesting?”
“Oh, yeah. He is interesting,” I replied, trying to be considerate.
Well, Gahotho hadn’t arrived yet, and since this girl had kindly lent me her precious book, why not take some time to appreciate the artwork?
With that in mind, I began to read each page carefully.
Suddenly, however, my left arm felt heavy.
It seemed that Vivid had unconsciously clung to me, peering into the book from the side.
If I looked down, I could see her black bobbed hair and a single horn sticking out.
“Oh… I haven’t read that page yet.”
“Ah, sorry. I’ll turn it back for you.”
And so we ended up reading it together.
But this girl must really love this book. Even though it was her own book, and she could read it whenever she wanted, she was wholly absorbed in it.
No, not only absorbed, but her breathing became irregular.
“Haa, haa, haa…”
“Hey, are you okay?”
“Y-yeah. I’m fine. Let’s move on to the next page.”
She said that, but Vivid’s buttocks were moving restlessly, and her skirt was fluttering.
It was evident that she was not doing well.
“Hyaaauh! W-what!?”
Unable to help myself, I gently patted her protruding buttocks. They were firm and smooth.
Although the situation seemed dangerous, whenever I saw a girl wiggling her buttocks excitedly in front of me, I always felt a mysterious sense of duty to pat them.
“No need to worry. After I pat your butt like this, you’ll be able to calm down, probably,” I said.
“I-I understand. Thank you.”
Vivid, taking my vague words seriously, didn’t seem to worry anymore.
Though I briefly thought about her possibly being tricked by a bad man and falling into a lewd prank, I immediately stopped worrying when I realized that the bad man, in this case, would be none other than me.
And so I continued to pat her buttocks, and her slanted eyes became trance-like.
It was clear that she was feeling something despite her appearance.
And she was easy to handle.
With just a gentle pat on her buttocks, her slender body would twitch, and her breathing would become even faster.
“Ah, your panties are showing…”
When I lifted her skirt a bit more, I could see her navy blue polka dot panties hugging her lovely buttocks.
Although the panties were of a delicate design, the fact that they were wrapping tight on her tender blue butt was surprisingly erotic.
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