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Is this infiltration or employment? (4) – unedited

My body trembled as I was nervous. However, in order to look as natural as possible, I deliberately pretended to be dignified.

“Erina, same hands and the same feet.”

Ah.

I tried to correct my walking posture, but my body moved like a broken machine.

“But Merson, do you know where we are going?”

Merson reached out and pointed to one place. It was an old-fashioned main building with four windows joined together into one. Compared to our house down the mountain where we stayed at Sezaine, it might look like a large mansion, but it was a humble annex that looked particularly shabby as it was located next to the grand main building.

A woman was standing in front of the door holding a thick-looking wad of paper, with the corners of her eyes piercing the sky through her glasses.

It would be a great prejudice to judge a person based on her appearance, but to be honest, my first impression of her was negative. She seemed old-fashioned, strict, and gave a sense of nervousness.

However, there was something that caught my attention at once, enough to forget those bitter eyes. And that is…….

“That’s a human chest, right?”

I rubbed my eyes.

Compared to the tight upper body, the skirt was full of many wrinkles, and the cumbersome long sleeves were tied up so as not to drag to the ground. The sleeves and skirt were loose enough to be excessive, but only the upper body exposed the outline of the body.

Goodness, eonni*. That size is no joke. It’s not that the fabric is not enough, but I don’t know why she looked so hard to breathe.

I wanted to tell her that it would be an excellent choice if that Sister wore it to show off her body, but it was not, so depending on the environment, it was either a costume that had to be worn for granted without knowing that she hated it, or it was forced to be worn by the organization she belonged to. I wanted to go to the person who came up with this uniform design, put them on a corset all day, and then have them eat buffet food constantly.

Every time the big-chested eonni moved her body, her chest, which had been crushed inside, was overflowing and fluttering. Awe, awesome!

Suddenly, I looked down at my chest. It’s there, but um, um… I will not add any further explanation.

There was a time when I once wished that if I was given the chance to be reborn, I would live as an awesome hot-bodied foreign eonni… The body of this character in the book was not much different from my original body. Originally, it was the role of a villager who died at the same time as Merson appeared, so it is natural that such a buff would not have been given.

“Merson.”

I called Merson for nothing.

“Yes, Erina.”

“How is my chest?”

It sounds a bit strange, but… Well, how to say it? I should ask him questions, right? Besides, he’s the only person in the world who has seen my naked body.

Merson tilts his head at my question. He pondered for a moment, then he quickly lowered his head. Oh, are you trying to kiss me again?!

I hurriedly raised my hand and covered his mouth. But, contrary to expectations, Merson’s head bowed next to my face, or more precisely, towards my ears.

“Are you asking me to attack you?”

“Why are you talking like that?!”

A spark flashed in Merson’s eyes. Passion tinted his eyes, and the air around became lewd. I hurriedly covered his eyes.

“Cannot.”

“Erina started first.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

Merson grabbed my arm and lowered it.

“Then what is it?”

“That… There is such a thing called volume. If it looks mature when I put on clothes. Do you feel that way?”

Just like that hot body eonnie!

“I don’t know the intent of the question. I like what Erina looks like. Even a man.”

Of course. It’s my fault for asking him. I simply nodded my head in response.

As we chatted for a while, I heard footsteps behind me. There seemed to be quite a number of people trampling on the ground irregularly, not just one.

They passed us by without a moment to look back. It was a group of young men and women, and what they had in common was that they wore sloppy clothes similar to our age. Predictably, there must have been people who had gathered to apply as party attendants.

“Merson, let’s join the crowd.”

It was a messy formation to be called a procession, but we clung to the back of the procession and followed.

When I arrived in front of the annex, I heard a small chatter. They must have seen that eonni’s breast too.

However, the murmur ceased for a moment, and as the hot-bodied eonnie climbed up the stairs leading to the annex and stood upright, the surroundings became silent as if dead.

“I am Guernia Polchen, the chief attendant who oversees all the attendants of County Abitz. Exactly a week later, County Abitz will hold a grand banquet in honor of receiving the new estate from His Majesty the Emperor. With the exception of the private rooms used by the Count and the Countess, all the mansions were scheduled to be opened, which required a lot of work. Because of that, even ordinary people like you without education have the opportunity to venture into the Abitz family mansion.”

“Oh, look at that eonni talking all high and mighty.”

“Should I kill her?”

“No, wait.”

The eonni, who introduced herself as Guernia, dropped a wad of paper from mid-air that she had been holding in her arms.

T/N:

*) eonni is a title for a female speaker to call an older female, like in this case Erina to Guernia. I decided to keep it as is because it seems to add more of the feel rather than ‘older sister’ ‘sis’.