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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 disappointnt, stealthily bringing a bottle of alcohol to my room, using seduction techniques gleaned from a girl's novel.
Rather, after observing Grace and Irene saring their lips with sticky chicken sauce in delight, I returned to my quarters only to discover a woman clad in an unusual outfit awaiting in bed.
What on earth is this scenario?
"Who are you?"
"Hehe, don't be too on guard. I'm rely a girl with nothing more than her looks to offer."
"For soone who claims as much, you exude a rather striking aura."
Her clothing barely covered her skin, composed of thin pieces of fabric that seed more decorative than functional in covering her abdon and thighs.
It was reminiscent of desert dancers' garb, where the removal of a few more fragnts from their already scant attire would lead to such a costu.
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 garnt beneath the airy, fluttering fabric, leaving her chest fully bare.
"What brings you here in the dead of night?"
"I've rely co to convey a ssage."
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 developntal 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 .
Indeed, my instincts detected no danger emanating from her.
Yet, she had effortlessly bypassed Grace's passive skills in the adjacent room, demonstrating her prowess in stealth.
As an assassin who couldn't breach a tank's defenses, she appeared relatively harmless.
"A ssage from Princess Bradamante, who fights valiantly alongside you."
"Do you really expect to trust you, sneaking in like this in the middle of the night?"
"Recall the emblem the Princess handed to you when she invited you to the palace?"
Upon my indifferent reaction, she, seemingly anticipating this, drew sothing from her waistband.
From the belt linking her bikini bottoms and perforated trousers, she extracted an item resembling the badge in Han Se-ah's inventory, identical to that given by the princess.
What I had mistaken for dancer's adornnts clinking at her waist turned out to be her credentials.
The enigmatic assassin, whose na remained a mystery, reached out in the dimness, presenting the badge in her palm for my scrutiny.
Her hand, rging seamlessly with the shadows, exhibited an unexpected beauty.
True to form, that princess always seed to be flanked by -studded gacha characters.
"Initially, I was ant to relay the ssage to the hero... but she was shielded by the Goddess's protection, making it impossible to approach her chamber."
'It makes sense, considering players would be logged out and vulnerable at night...'
Even gacha characters, it seems, are at the rcy of the ga's chanics.
I recall reading online tales like, 'I was holess, sleeping in a sleeping bag, and when I awoke, it was the morning of the previous day.'
But it appears the player's haven earned after breaching the 40th floor is sowhat unique.
Beyond the service of maids and butlers, it offers a secure night's rest.
Certainly, ensuring safety during logout is preferable to being incessantly targeted by nobility's assassins for political machinations, an absurd impedint to ga progression.
With these thoughts, I relaxed my wrists and started so light warm-up exercises.
"So, this ssage... uh, Sir Roland?"
"Tell it to Hanna in the morning."
"Sir Roland? Wait, just a...!"
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 won; 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 mont, really? Why?!"
Guided by this rationale, my forceful fist aid for her exposed, soft, tanned abdon.
The punch, refined by mana reinforcent, demonstrated precision in both strength and physical control.
"Guh, ack"
She collapsed onto the floor, not spewing blood or viscera, which indicated she was unhard.
With this thought, I reclined on my bed and activated the internet through the holographic window.
A new horror ga 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 abdon, tears brimming in her eyes as she faced Han Se-ah.
Logging into the ga, 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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