Chapter 230: Rock vs Flying 5
TL/Editor: Raei
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A visitor arrived at the mansion under the veil of night.
It wasn't Katie, her cheeks tinged with the flush of disappointment, stealthily bringing a bottle of alcohol to my room, using seduction techniques gleaned from a girl's novel.
Rather, after observing Grace and Irene smearing their lips with sticky chicken sauce in delight, I returned to my quarters only to discover a woman clad in an unusual outfit awaiting me in bed.
What on earth is this scenario?
"Who are you?"
"Hehe, don't be too on guard. I'm merely a girl with nothing more than her looks to offer."
"For someone who claims as much, you exude a rather striking aura."
Her clothing barely covered her skin, composed of thin pieces of fabric that seemed more decorative than functional in covering her abdomen and thighs.
It was reminiscent of desert dancers' garb, where the removal of a few more fragments from their already scant attire would lead to such a costume.
The pants, fashioned for ventilation, were uniquely tailored from the waist down to the outer thigh.
Despite being trousers, they only provided coverage below the knees, peculiarly leaving the underwear and thighs utterly exposed.
The flimsy material enveloping her bust was practically transparent, or maybe even intentionally revealing.
In the dim light, it was challenging to discern, but it appeared there was no garment beneath the airy, fluttering fabric, leaving her chest fully bare.
"What brings you here in the dead of night?"
"I've merely come to convey a message."
With a wide grin, she resembled an assassin disguised as a desert dancer, evoking the image of a heart-sticker bunny girl, a concept piece shelved due to developmental controversies.
The purpose behind her billowing fabric pieces and the cryptic smile lurking in the dim light remained a mystery.
It feels like she's about a 4 assassin, posing little threat to me.
My nights are too precious to be squandered on political ruminations.
Gone are the days when the sole diversion in an internet-devoid world was women; the limitless allure of the digital realm beckoned.
After all, one shouldn't hold any unusual expectations from a princess's envoy.
"Wait, just a moment, really? Why?!"
Guided by this rationale, my forceful fist aimed for her exposed, soft, tanned abdomen.
The punch, refined by mana reinforcement, demonstrated precision in both strength and physical control.
"Guh, ack"
She collapsed onto the floor, not spewing blood or viscera, which indicated she was unharmed.
With this thought, I reclined on my bed and activated the internet through the holographic window.
A new horror game speedrun had been uploaded just 23 minutes earlier.
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Raei Translations
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4 'Flower in the Shade' Warda, identifying herself as the princess's covert operative, a striking woman with dusky skin and deep copper hair, sat at the table, clutching her exposed abdomen, tears brimming in her eyes as she faced Han Se-ah.
Logging into the game, she was greeted with the unexpected presence of a 4 beauty in the base, or mansion.
This character was provocatively dressed, barely covering the essentials.
The online community was abuzz:
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