Chapter Index

    A huge mansion overflowing with people even though it has no owner.

    The figure of a black figure running silently through the corridors of that place was passing through the landscape like the wind.

    ‘As expected, it’s amazing… …

    Something like this to me… … ‘

    Nemea, which had already been used as clothing, was tightly tightened like full-body latex, exposing her voluptuous body with a black sheen.

    At the same time, Vivian’s unique voluptuous breasts were held in place like underwear to keep them as steady as possible, so running hard didn’t seem like a burden at all.

    However, due to its physical size, it had to endure a bit of shaking.

    Moreover, the heeled shoes had suddenly melted and turned into flexible rubber overshoes that clung to the feet, making the unique sound of footsteps almost disappear.

    “Hot… ha… ha… … ”

    For that reason, Vivian’s body, which had no clothes to make noise or hard soles to make the sound of her footsteps, was able to move quietly through the mansion without being noticed by anyone.

    Drops of sweat gently trickled down from the nape of Vivian’s neck, as she gently lifted her long hair as she ran.

    When it touched Nemea’s skin covering its neck, Nemea’s black membrane trembled as if it was delicious.

    ‘Except for this… … ‘

    Still, it would have been easier to deal with a membrane that was shaking like a vibrator than to do the classic thing of squirming and crawling with a cardboard box over your head.

    Although there were so many people that after passing one hallway, there was someone in the next hallway, it was only a problem for outsiders.

    Vivian has lived in the mansion for several decades, from the time she was born until recently.

    To her, even the small habits of each employee who had worked at home for a long time were clearly visible to her eyes.

    Vivian, who predicted their actions and hid behind decorations scattered all over the place, or sometimes hung on to the decorations on the ceiling with her increased strength to avoid people’s gaze, was running quickly towards her destination without even breathing.

    ‘here… It was… ‘

    So we finally arrived in front of a certain door.

    In front of Grenot’s ornately decorated door, Vivian stared at it with stern eyes for a moment, then slowly placed her hand on the door handle.

    Maybe in the past, someone would have opened this door before I could even grab the door handle.

    “I went… … ”

    Vivian walked into the room and began to look around the dark room without any light.

    A very familiar room.

    The place where Vivienne de Grenot spent most of her personal life and lived as a lady.

    ‘my room… … ‘

    However, the noble daughter who was raised with such care no longer existed in this world.

    The only thing that remains is the shadow, the remnants, the remnants.

    Vivian chewed her lip for a moment, feeling the tip of her nose twitch, and then began to look around with eyes that were now accustomed to the darkness.

    She suddenly realized that the room had not been touched at all, and she began to walk expectantly towards the wall in the corner.

    ‘Then there will be… … ‘

    When I gently lift the picture frame from the wall, a small safe appears behind it.

    She opened it and began to take out the important items she had left inside, then found a small necklace and gently hung it around her neck.

    A keepsake of her mother and a treasure she always cherished.

    ‘Make it open.’

    As I put my will into it, the air around me trembled with lukewarm light, and the jewel on the necklace began to expand.

    ‘Everything important is there… ?’

    This is also called an artifact or magic tool.

    And the exact name of this was space expansion dimensional generator, to put it simply, item box.

    Magic tools themselves are difficult to mass-produce, so they are expensive, but he said it was a gift he received from his now-deceased mother when she was being courted.

    In most cases, artifacts were operated directly by magicians who would supply magical power.

    However, in the case of some artifacts, a separate magic source was provided, so even those without magical talent could use them.

    Likewise, my mother could not have had any magical talent. He always wore this necklace, but he never used its function.

    I didn’t know why.

    It’s just that after it came into Vivian’s hands as a keepsake from her mother, she knew it could be used that way.

    So this was a good keepsake that most people would just think of as an ornament and not arouse suspicion.

    ‘Thank God… everyone is there…’

    Vivian put her hand inside the expanded jewel and waved it around, and her fingertips touched various objects that had originally been inside it, showing their texture.

    Of course, she is the daughter of a marquis who can have almost anything she can touch if she wants, but even such items are important enough that she needs to keep them separate.

    And, these were insurance policies prepared just in case.

    I think her meticulous personality was meant to prepare for the worst case scenario, albeit in a slightly different way.

    ‘really… I didn’t know I’d bring it up like this… … ‘

    But at that very moment.

    At the sound of a voice coming from outside, Vivian quickly put the necklace back into the safe and hung up the picture frame, then threw herself towards the back of the sofa in the corner.

    At the very moment she was hiding herself, rolling lightly on the floor without making a sound, the door to the room was opening with a squeak.

    “Your Excellency… !!”

    “Let’s go.”

    Someone’s voice calling the man who opened the door.

    And the voices that seemed to be giving a congratulatory command to someone overlapped, creating a moment of silence.

    But in the end, the sound of someone’s shoes leaving was heard, and the remaining man appeared to be slowly walking inside through the open door that let in light.

    ‘you… why… … ‘

    I knew it from the moment I heard that voice.

    It was a voice that I couldn’t forget even for a moment.

    ‘You couldn’t come here…’

    okay… Anyway, how are you…

    If it ends here… … ‘

    Vivian gently picked up the sharp letter knife on the table behind the sofa and held it tightly in her hand.

    As he walked into the room and looked around, he clapped his hands, and the surrounding light gradually became brighter as if a magic effect was taking place, and the lights in the room began to come on.

    At the very moment the light was turned on, the appearance of a man caught the eye of Vivian, who was hiding behind the sofa and observing the situation.

    As if he had always done so, he slowly walked back to where he was standing and placed the picture frame on the floor.

    ‘uh… … ?’

    That place must be a place only you know about.

    The sight of Vivian opening the safe hidden behind the picture frame so naturally made Vivian’s hand holding the letter knife tense, filled with tension.

    The sight of him lifting the necklace he was holding just moments ago.

    Why was he looking down at an object that meant so much to him, but had no particular meaning to him?

    “……”

    He just silently held the necklace in his hand and looked down at it for a moment. Then, with his usual stern expression, he silently put it down in the safe and closed the safe door.

    Even though he hung up the picture frame, clapped his hands again, turned off the lights, and turned to leave the room, Vivian could not do anything while hiding on the sofa.

    All the thoughts I had about fooling everyone because of my perfectionism seemed incredibly trivial.

    It felt like all my thoughts had been exposed.

    What did the current head of the Marquis de Grenot think when he discovered that necklace?

    What was the ‘father’ thinking when he discovered the trick prepared by his cunning daughter, who even his family did not trust, in the name of ‘just in case’?

    As the footsteps faded away, Vivian came out from behind the sofa again, opened the door to the safe, took out the necklace, and fed it to Nemea, making her store it in her ‘pocket’.

    Then, she quietly opened the door, passed through it, and began to run in the opposite direction to the sound of her footsteps, her breathing becoming more and more heavy.

    ‘There are many opportunities…

    Even if it’s not now… … ‘

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    They were waiting for Vivian who returned to the room again.

    Marie was so nervous that she was sitting on the chair in the same posture as when she left.

    “Nothing happened, right?”

    “Yes… You haven’t come yet…

    But me too…

    Can I go to the bathroom? ?”

    “No. You’re like cumming on a customer’s body.

    You probably like it because it’s Seongsu?”

    In “… Eh… … ?”

    Seeing Marie’s face turn an earthy color at her words, Vivian sighed softly, pointed to the door with her finger, and flicked her fingertip to the left.

    “It’s a joke. If you go out and turn left, it’s at the end of the hallway.”

    “That… okay… thank you… ”

    Marie’s purpose did not end here.

    She still had plenty of uses.

    The back of Marie running at a brisk pace, holding the knee hem of her dress with her hand, as if she was in a hurry.

    Vivian, who was glancing at it, sat down on another chair and slowly crossed her legs.

    ‘then… now… … ‘

    Now that he had recovered the necklace that was his insurance, his first goal had now been achieved.

    Now only the second goal remains.

    ‘This family must let a virgin into the mansion…’ …

    In the end, who gets to eat will be decided… … ‘

    Although there were many relatives and elders in Grenot as well as the direct line of the family, only a few among them were people with sufficient sexual function to desire virgin fruit.

    Moreover, if you have the power to attract a prostitute to your home, the category is narrowed even further.

    The most likely one among them is probably that man.

    ‘father… … ‘

    How many years has it been since my mother passed away?

    After a period of time that could probably be counted on one hand, he invited his stepmother, who was the daughter of another nobleman, into his royal court.

    And the stepmother hated herself so much that it felt so blatant.

    I think it was about two years ago.

    Just before she entered the academy, she gave birth to a boy.

    “Your son looks exactly like you and your master!!”

    “Congratulations!! LOL!!”

    As the midwife who helped give birth said, a boy who resembled his stepmother’s eyes and mouth, and his father’s nose and eyebrows.

    “Look here, Vivian?

    How do you feel? Isn’t it cute?

    What is your ‘younger brother’?”

    “It’s pretty… Thank you for your hard work… ”

    A cute baby held in the arms of its stepmother, crying loudly immediately after birth, but eventually smiling heartily.

    Although on the outside she said she was happy and welcomed the birth of the child, on the inside, she couldn’t possibly think of it that way.

    ‘That bitch is too greedy… … ‘

    At the time of her son’s birth, she must have been calculating the inheritance or even the advantages of succeeding to the marquisate, and that’s when she began to show her true colors.

    And that may have been the reason why Vivian, in particular, came to regard herself as more of a thorn in her eye.

    The problem was that his father had no eyes for women, to the point where he accepted a woman who was just that.

    It was acceptable to admit that he was a bit on the flat side, but not only was he inferior to his mother and himself, but he was just a typical trash aristocrat who was even indifferent and indifferent.

    Even if she was a stepmother, the fact that she chose a woman who would be another mother to her, and that she chose such a woman, also showed the insight of her father, the Marquis.

    ‘okay… You said my mother was a maid too… … ‘

    Her mother was a maid from a lowly commoner compared to nobles.

    There was no one who could teach him such a cruel truth.

    From what I had just heard, I only knew that the two of them got married late after she was born, and there was a time when I had the delusion that they had a passionate love affair with him.

    It was okay up to that point.

    If you have flaws, all you have to do is arm yourself with excellence to cover up those flaws.

    But of course, this was the result of piecing together the stories I had secretly stolen from the mansion the other day.

    That she was a useless girl who was born from a maid her father had taken care of, was not loved by anyone, and no one wanted her to be born and grow up like this.

    Aside from being an out-of-wedlock child from a noble family, the fundamental problem that the mother was born differently could not be covered up.

    ‘A maid born to a servant girl… … Because there would be nothing to worry about…

    If it were someone who knew the truth, they would have found it very funny that I was walking around with such strength on my shoulders.

    Anyway, I guess my father wanted a girl to play with like that again.’

    It seems like she wasn’t satisfied with her stepmother,

    In that case, all I had to do was surprise Mari, who was going to be destroyed later anyway, to my heart’s content.

    Marie is a well-maintained noblewoman whose value as a woman is quite high.

    Of course, the fact itself was a secret, but Marie would have had enough room to charm him as much as his maid mother, who was as beautiful as she was now.

    From now on, if you had Mari dig up internal information and ask her to recite a pillow-head apology, the chances of her falling for it would also increase.

    ‘All you have to do is make him an internal spy.

    And later, just to let Monehen know that he was in trouble because of Grenot…

    From then on, even if I don’t say anything, their eyes will turn on their own and they will destroy anything.

    All we have to do is find a reason to end Grenot.’

    Vivian, who was deep in thought, must not have realized how much time had passed, and only when she heard the door rattle open did she raise her head in surprise and start looking in that direction.

    Marie returns from going to the bathroom.

    “Are you here? Behave properly… Umm… … ?”

    But Marie wasn’t the only one who returned to the room.

    Vivian’s eyes were shaking slightly when she saw someone walking into the room behind Marie as if following her.

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