The name is Ethan Julius.

    Gender, male.

    Residence, Quien.

    Main weapon, sword.

    I don’t have to tell you exactly what kind of sword it is, right? There seemed to be no problem as there was nothing special about it.

    I filled in the blank spaces step by step.

    Actually, there wasn’t much to write about. I ended up writing down a few more things, including my adventurer level and general combat style.

    I turned to the manager and said,

    “Hey, I have a question.”

    “What are you curious about?”

    Before she knew it, she was putting cookies on a plate and making tea.

    … As a result, I ended up having a really untimely tea time.

    “Is the opponent for tomorrow’s sparring decided in advance?”

    “Not really. However, based on the information you wrote, we will make adjustments so that you can meet opponents of similar skill level.”

    Are you saying that you want to prevent it from being applied overwhelmingly? It was as expected.

    “Is that so? I hope the opponent isn’t too strong.”

    No answer came back.

    It was very awkward to continue a conversation with someone I wasn’t close to and was burdensome to me, so I waited quietly until the car was ready.

    Some time passes,

    Finally, the manager finished brewing the tea and carefully poured it into a cup.

    “Are you finished writing?”

    “Yes. I did it all.”

    “Then please sit comfortably here.”

    She pointed to a small table similar to the one in my room.

    To be honest, my desire to leave like this was like a chimney.

    No personal acquaintance. I have no intention of becoming friends. The other person does not have a sociable or pleasant personality.

    The future is already clearly pictured.

    It was obvious that it was going to be an awkward tea time, not knowing whether the tea would go to my mouth or my nose.

    But I wasn’t the type of person who was good at rejection. He was weak to push and was unable to ignore the kindness of others.

    So in the end, I calmly sat down.

    With neat movements, the manager placed a plate of cookies and a teacup on the tray.

    Her face was very businesslike as she approached me carrying a tray.

    “I don’t know what kind of tea you might like, so I prepared one that suits the general taste.”

    “Oh, thank you.”

    The manager placed the plates and tea cups on the table, and only after returning the tray to its original place did he sit down on the chair.

    “I would appreciate it if you could try it and tell me how it is.”

    I lifted the glass in front of me and took a sip.

    Is it delicious?

    The scent was quite fragrant and the taste was not too bitter. Considering how smooth it felt on the throat, it seemed like it was a reasonably priced product.

    Well, I’m not that knowledgeable about cars, so I don’t know.

    I drank a few more times and spoke honestly about what I felt.

    “Um, is this really okay? I like it.”

    “Thank goodness. Please try the cookies too.”

    I picked up a cookie and bit into it with my front teeth.

    Misread, misread.

    Did you say it was made from grain? Perhaps that’s why the savory taste was excellent.

    Hello.

    As I ate the cookies and drank the tea, the flavor came to life even more.

    “The cookies are delicious too. Did you make it yourself?”

    The manager shook his head.

    “I bought it at the store. I’m glad it’s delicious. We hope you enjoy it comfortably.”

    And so the uncomfortable cohabitation, or rather tea time, began.

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    silence. And silence. Silence again. Continue silence.

    Please say something!

    I cried out inwardly. This quiet woman sat the person down and just put tea and snacks in her mouth alternately without saying a word.

    I couldn’t keep my butt still in this very uncomfortable atmosphere. My body itched to get out of bed right away.

    The manager, perhaps aware of my feelings, simply lifted the teacup and sipped the tea.

    Eh, I don’t know. Let’s just drink quickly and go out.

    With that thought in mind, I drank the remaining tea in one gulp.

    The glass quickly ran out.

    “I will follow you further.”

    yes?

    Before I had time to question the manager, he stood up and headed towards the teapot.

    hey? wait a minute?

    The words I could not bear to say out loud came back to me as a flowing, fragrant liquid.

    “You can eat as much as you want, so there is no need to worry.”

    That kind of behavior is burdensome.

    I swallowed the tea down my throat with heartfelt words.

    The manager looked at me quietly.

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    While I was quietly chewing a cookie in the uncomfortable silence that had come again, she suddenly spoke.

    “Are you dating anyone, Ethan?”

    It was a random question. I looked closely at the manager’s face to understand the intent of the question, but all I knew was that she was good at hiding her expressions.

    I don’t know what the intention is, but it’s not difficult to answer. I obediently told the truth.

    “Yes. I’m dating someone.”

    “Are you Karen?”

    “Uh… yes. But what?”

    “Although this building is soundproofed, it cannot completely block out loud sounds. I’m telling you this because I think you should know.”

    Why do you suddenly say that… .

    ah.

    Could it be that you heard noises outside when you were with Karen?

    And did the woman in front of you hear that?

    I slightly tilted my head in shame. Maybe he caught me to say this… .

    “Keuhm, is that so. Thank you for letting us know.”

    “And we will replace the blanket and sheets tomorrow. It was originally supposed to be done today, but it was late… .”

    Those words to my ears,

    You guys did it violently? The bed was very wet, right? I know everything.

    It sounded like this.

    Why is this so crazy? I felt like tearing my hair out.

    “Of course, if you want, you can do it now.”

    “Tomorrow, please do it tomorrow. As you said, it’s late today, so please do it tomorrow.”

    “Okay.”

    shit. I think it would be best not to tell Karen about this. Sometimes ignorance is medicine.

    I asked the question in reverse to change the flow of the conversation.

    “Mr. Manager, are you dating a man?”

    “I’m currently meeting with Ethan.”

    “Yes?”

    “Just kidding.”

    A manager who calmly displayed humor with an unmoving face.

    I laughed awkwardly at the joke about conversion.

    “Haha… It’s fun.”

    “To be honest, I’m so busy with work that I don’t have time to meet men.”

    “Really? You’re beautiful, but it’s a shame.”

    Although she was a bit, or rather, very blunt, she was a beautiful woman.

    Palely white skin, jet-black hair and eyes. Due to its colorless appearance, which makes it difficult to read emotions, and the fact that no presence can be felt, I sometimes got a creepy impression.

    However, if you look closely, you can see that she is a woman with a great body and strange charm.

    “Thank you even if it’s just empty words.”

    “These are empty words. You really are a beauty, aren’t you?”

    The corners of the manager’s mouth slightly rose. They say praise can make even a whale dance, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

    “Thank you for your words, but I think you need to avoid saying such things to a woman who is not your lover.”

    This may cause misunderstanding.

    The manager said that and raised his teacup. However, instead of drinking it right away, he looked at me and spoke.

    “And the same goes for looking at a woman’s butt.”

    “Yes?”

    She took a sip of tea.

    “The gaze was so explicit that it was difficult to pretend not to notice.”

    this.

    I had no idea that you had noticed my gaze. I didn’t even look at it for long.

    … Although I glanced a little while filling in the blanks.

    “Could there be a problem with my butt? For example, something was buried… .”

    “No, that’s not it. That’s not it… .”

    “Can I interpret ‘that’s not the case’ to mean that there is another reason?”

    “Well, that’s it.”

    Can I say this? I hope you don’t take it unpleasantly.

    “Um… .”

    Hey, I don’t know.

    That butt is so plump and delicious that I can’t say I was looking at it.

    If you say that, it would be a hundred times better to say it was because of the underwear.

    I said, putting saliva on my lips.

    “Actually, I could see the outline of the manager’s panties on top of his clothes… . I kept looking at you because I was wondering if you knew.”

    Shocked.

    “… So, are you saying that my underwear was visible over my pants?”

    “Yes.”

    “… … .”

    The manager looked very embarrassed. Her shaking eyes and shaking hips represented her feelings.

    “Ah, um. sorry. To show such indecent behavior to a customer… .”

    “No, it’s okay. I don’t think it’s indecent at all. No man would think that way.”

    “… Ethan, you are very kind.”

    “What is this? I really don’t think so, so don’t worry.”

    “… Thank you.”

    After those words, the conversation did not continue.

    After finishing the glass I was drinking, I got ready to get up.

    “It’s late and the manager is probably busy with work, so I’ll just get up now.”

    “Ah, yes.”

    This time there was no tea being poured again.

    I was escorted to the door by the manager.

    “I’ll just go. The tea and cookies were delicious.”

    “I’m glad you were satisfied.”

    As I was about to leave the room, a playful spirit suddenly struck me.

    “Hey, can you turn around for a moment?”

    The manager raised his eyebrows and obediently turned around.

    The buttocks with a lot of lift come into view. Do you have a natural body?

    This balanced form could not be achieved simply through physical training.

    I put my hands on my hips.

    “Customer?”

    “Wait a minute.”

    Ssuk suk.

    Well, perfect elasticity.

    I smoothed the border of my underwear with my fingers, savoring the feel of her buttocks.

    “As expected, it sticks out here. Please check for yourself later.”

    Now you can look in front again.

    “… I don’t think this is a good thing.”

    “Why is this? I was just checking my attire. Aren’t you thinking something strange?”

    The manager opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it again.

    “Then I’m really going now. Goodbye.”

    I left the room, leaving the unanswered manager behind.

    I thought it would just be an uncomfortable time. But surprisingly it wasn’t bad.

    It was a worthwhile tea time just to see a different side of the blunt manager.

    “I thought he was a shrewd person, but he also had a sloppy side.”

    I headed to my room, hoping that she would find a good match someday.

    I’ll have to tease you again next time.

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