Chapter 71

So, from around her teenage years, Mako had to wear a pressure bandage to sleep.

Mako bows her head.

She bites her lip.

Her heart beats fast.

She doesn’t want to show it.

Not to anyone, especially not to her lord.

“What does that matter now.”

She hears Kim Deok-sung’s grumbling voice in her ear.

Mako carefully hands Kim Deok-sung a new bandage.

“It’s not ugly at all, so hurry up and wrap it. It’s embarrassing if someone sees this.”

Kim Deok-sung ties the bandage with his eyes closed.

Thump.

Mako’s face turns red.

“A, it’s not ugly... R, really...? My chest... It’s big and useless...”

Thump.

Mako’s heart beats.

“It’s not ugly, so please help me wrap it? What are you planning to do if the staff notices?”

Kim Deok-sung’s irritable voice pierces her ear.

Mako’s lips tremble.

‘He said it’s not ugly...’

Hehe.

A smile forms at the corner of Mako’s mouth.

It was the first time.

The first time someone praised her chest hidden under the pressure bandage.

Maybe today, her large chest, which she always thought was grotesque, might look a little beautiful.

‘My lord alone.’

Thump.

With a pleasant thrill, Mako wraps the bandage around her chest.

The familiar sensation of her large chest being compressed by the bandage.

Finally, Kim Deok-sung ties the knot on her back firmly.

“It’s done.”

Luckily, it’s finished before anyone comes.

Mako sighs in relief.

“Hurry up and get dressed.”

“Okay, my lord.”

Mako answers in a small voice and quickly puts on her clothes.

Her reflection in the mirror shows her dressed as a boy again.

The familiar boyish appearance.

But continuing to live like this...

It doesn’t feel right.

‘If I’m with my lord...’

Maybe.

She could live the life of a refined lady she has always dreamed of.

In Mako’s mind, an image appears of her and her lord spreading a blanket on a green hill, wearing a straw hat and a dress.

Mako’s face turns red.

A smile forms at the corner of her mouth when she thinks of it.

Thump.

Suddenly, her phone vibrates.

Mako turns on her phone.

There, it reads:

[Makoto, I’m watching you.]

[Take care of Kim Deok-sung within 5 hours.]

[If it’s not done in 5 hours, I’ll do it myself.]

The message is from Ritsuko, the head of the Kamiya clan.

Mako’s face turns pale.

*

Near the clothing store.

Three girls in barathea coats, wearing fedoras, are spying inside.

“That’s suspicious. Why did they go into the women’s clothing section?”

Olivia’s blue eyes narrow.

She mutters in a small voice.

I have a bad feeling.

Olivia swallows hard.

“The transfer student is definitely a boy, so why...”

Lin, who is drinking a chocolate frappuccino and has her mask hanging from her chin, trails off.

She can’t understand the current situation.

“Maybe... Lord is making the transfer student wear women’s clothes?”

Nishizawa Eri, the girl with orange hair, says from behind the two.

Olivia and Lin’s faces stiffen at her words.

Making a boy wear women’s clothes.

That’s way beyond the boundaries of their tastes.

“That, that pervert...!! A, a freak!! That’s impossible!”

Lin stammers, her face turning red.

“No matter how much he is my future husband, that, that’s a bit... H, how am I supposed to satisfy him...”

Olivia’s face turns red as she stammers.

Making a boy cross-dress.

She can’t even guess where things went wrong.

Lin, who was confident in satisfying all his tastes from maid cosplay to leash walks, is at a loss.

But that’s impossible.

She can’t change her gender.

“Shh. Lord said not to talk. He might hear.”

Nishizawa Eri puts a finger to her lips.

Lin and Olivia close their mouths.

The three listen carefully.

“Right now... Take it off and come here. I’m being nice.”

The moment Kim Deok-sung’s hesitant words reach the three girls’ ears.

Their faces turn pale.

“T, take it off? W, what does that mean...? Is it what I think it is? Am I not good enough? Is my charm as a woman really that low...? I, I thought I was confident in my chest size...”

Shinozaki Lin mutters in a flustered voice.

“T, that’s indecent, vulgar, and unacceptable. A, anyone dragging a boy into bed, especially a future husband, is something I, as an exclusive maid, absolutely cannot tolerate!!”

Olivia’s face turns red as she protests.

“L, Lord... D, did he say that to a boy...? Is Eri’s galactic beauty not enough? Is it the chest? I’ll try harder. I’ll drink more milk...”

Nishizawa Eri measures her chest.

The three suspicious girls continue to tail them.

*

The commotion at the clothing store was resolved without incident.

Afterward, although Mako became quieter and more awkward, it’s not a big deal.

It’s a good thing.

The original content flashes in my mind.

‘In the original, after receiving Ritsuko’s threatening message, she acted the same way.’

Mako, who was enjoying a date-like outing with Yoo Ji.

Suddenly, Ritsuko’s message urging assassination.

Because of that, Mako, who suddenly became quiet, and Yoo Ji, who tries to comfort her with kindness.

Ah, I’ve already read the entire light novel.

Seeing Mako’s suspicious behavior from the original come to life in reality, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Shouldn’t an assassin hide their emotions well?

What’s certain is that, as I predicted, Ritsuko has made her move.

Just as the original content flashed through my mind.

“Mr. Kim...”

Mako grabs my wrist and says in a small voice.

“Why.”

“...I, I want to go there... Is it okay?”

Mako points to a cake shop decorated in pink and white, a place that looks like it’s for girls, not boys.

It’s the same cake shop from the original where Yoo Ji took her.

There are many other dessert shops around, typical of Japan, which often praises its dessert culture in light novels.

“Let’s go.”

There’s no reason not to.

I was a bit hungry too.

We enter the cake shop, and I sit at the table the staff directs us to, ordering a chocolate cake. Mako orders tiramisu and cheese cake.

We also order two glasses of milk.

“The cake is here.”

Click.

The staff brings the cake and milk.

I pick up the fork and take a bite of the chocolate cake.

The sweetness lingers in my mouth.

After running around the mall all day and even entering the fitting room, I feel a bit more relaxed now.

I look around.

“...!!”

In the distance, Shinozaki Lin is shouting and waving her arms, while Nishizawa Eri is trying to calm her down from behind. Olivia is elegantly drinking tea in front of them.

Looking closely, Olivia’s hand is trembling.

Olivia spills her tea.

“Because of you, my tea spilled. What am I supposed to do with my clothes? This is a high-quality, handmade costume from my homeland, France! You’re responsible! Miss Shinozaki!”

“Vulgar? Vulgar is you, Bonaparte. Is this the time to leisurely drink tea in such a crisis?”

She pouts and glares at Lin.

Lin, who was acting up, starts arguing with Olivia.

Nishizawa Eri, drinking milk in the middle, watches them.

There are three more glasses of milk in front of Nishizawa.

Why did she order so much milk?

Isn’t it a waste of money?

‘Tsk tsk.’

I click my tongue.

It’s not like they’re filming a sitcom.

What are they even doing?

“M, it’s delicious...”

Mako mutters in a low voice, eating the cheese cake.

The atmosphere is heavy.

Her complicated gaze meets mine.

“A, actually, it’s my first time...”

She scratches her head.

My eyes drift to her chest.

A chest so flat it’s hard to believe she’s a girl.

Mako’s chest, which is as large as Olivia’s and Lin’s, is completely hidden.

‘The pressure bandage is amazing.’

It’s a typical item from the light novel world.

Even with just a pressure bandage, the three girls in barathea coats didn’t notice she’s a girl.

What kind of world is this?

Clatter, clatter.

Mako eats the cheese cake.

An awkward silence hangs between us.

Buzz.

Her phone on the table lights up.

Mako’s face turns pale as she checks her phone.

Shake, shake, shake.

Mako’s hand holding the fork trembles.

“K, Kim...”

Mako’s lips quiver.

She clenches her fists.

“Actually, I...”

The exact same line from the original.

If the current situation is really similar to Volume 8 of the original.

Mako won’t be able to finish her confession.

[I’ll contact the chairman. I’m in danger.]

I quickly send a message to Han Seo-jin.

“Earlier in the fitting room...”

Just as Mako puts her hand on her chest and is about to say something.

Pew pew pew!

Sparks fly, and the power in the entire floor of the cake shop goes out.

A distorted voice echoes in the shop.

[You couldn’t even handle such a simple task. You’re really slow and stupid, Mako. I’m disappointed in your innate assassination talent.]

Buzz.

A strange sense of unease sweeps through my body.

I look around.

The bustling people in the shop, and the entire floor, have suddenly vanished.

Kamiya Ritsuko’s superweapon, Imanotsurugi’s ability, ‘Killing Barrier,’ has been activated.

The Killing Barrier’s ability is to exclude non-supernatural, non-interdimensional beings from a certain space and to double the user’s stats within the barrier.

The reason the Kamiya clan can execute assassinations in broad daylight in a busy area is entirely due to this Killing Barrier.

[...That you made me come out myself.]

The shop shakes, and someone appears in the empty hall.

A young beauty in a floral kimono with a pipe in her mouth.

A dangerous S-rank villain and the main villain of Volume 8.

Kamiya Ritsuko finally reveals herself.

No more hesitation (Illustration included)

The three girls take off their barathea coats, sunglasses, fedoras, and masks and start moving toward me.

Mako, who has been watching them, mutters in a flustered voice.

“What, what is this? Miss Bonaparte? Miss Nishizawa? Miss Shinozaki? Why are you here...”

For a professional assassin, it’s quite a feat to not notice being tailed.

“Why are we here? That’s what I should be asking! Transfer student, I saw with my own eyes the indecent act you committed! You’re forbidden to approach him! I will exclude you using my exclusive maid’s authority! Kamiya Mako!”

“Transfer student, you’re too dangerous. I can’t let my future husband go down the wrong path.”

“Hmph. Eri doesn’t like the transfer student. Eri hasn’t even gone out alone with Lord yet. Why is the transfer student getting ahead of me? I’m upset. Don’t flirt with Lord.”

The three girls start questioning Mako as soon as they take off their disguises.

What? Future husband? Exclusive maid’s authority? Flirting?

They’re really going crazy.

Even in this crazy world, is this what they should be saying in front of an S-rank villain?

“W, what are you talking about?”

Mako stammers, and the three girls glare at her.

I look around.

The Killing Barrier has been activated, isolating us from the outside.

The communication probably won’t work either.

‘Ten minutes.’

I’ve given the instructions to Han Seo-jin, so the chairman will be here soon.