Translator: Mary Editor: Arocks141
Chapter 5: A Maid can also be a Courtesan
If you are reading from a pirate or aggregator site, please read from the translator’s site: yado-inn (dot) com I have to put the link like this or else the bots will remove it, sorry
“Achoo~”
Was I catching a cold? It was springtime in Mikkel Kingdom. Similar to reality, the game world transitioned between the four seasons. Since we were close to summer, it was probably just a sneeze, not a cold. 1
Furthermore, it would be highly unlikely for me to catch a cold since I was pampering myself with a hot bath at that moment.
The setting of the world mimicked the middle ages. Naturally, bathtubs or showerheads did not exist during that historical time period. I have however heard of players bringing knowledge from reality – emulating modern showering facilities in-game. This was not very wide-spread because of the high production costs of doing so. Most people thus bathe in wooden barrels – even nobles were no exception to this.
Idly browsing through the options of my Massage skill (naturally, also max-leveled), I noticed under this skill category including some bathhouse-related subskills, such as…… Breast……e-eh…… B-Breast Massage?!
“W-What do breast massages have to do with bathhouses?!”
I strongly suspect a few strange people had infiltrated the game development team, why else would there be such an unusual branch of skills?
Behind the skill name, there was the word “Legend” in large gold-plated characters. Each branch of skills had five possible ranks: ‘Novice’, ‘Competent’, ‘Proficient’, ‘Master’, and ‘Legend’. ‘Unacquired’ was also possible, which doesn’t really count as a level. “Lv. Max” signified perfect technical ability in all aspects of a skill… But a Legendary rank in Breast Massage?! What kind of weird concept was this?
As an experiment to determine whether or not I truly mastered the skills I have acquired, I deliberately did not use the assistance of the game system while preparing dinner today. In theory, since this was the first time I was cooking slime meat without system assistance, my skill should be no different from a beginner. But what I found was I was performing the cooking process with smooth, practiced motions without hesitation as if I had previously cooked countless slimes before.
Using that logic and applying it to the Breast Massage skill……
“Stop! I shouldn’t think about it any further!”
I slapped both my cheeks to clear my head. 2 Proceeding any more with my imagination would be hell.
When I calmed down, I realized my body violated common sense in many ways.
I cupped some bathwater, then watched it flow through the cracks between my long, slender, jade-like fingers.
How my fingers looked was strange, if you think about it – their fragile and delicate appearance was incompatible with my supposed job. A maid’s work does not just consist of pouring and brewing soul-touching cups of tea for guests, but it also involves the arduous and backbreaking job of housework
Furthermore, after my original master no longer logged into the game, only Anastasia stayed in this house. Therefore the cleaning duties of such a large mansion rested solely on one person’s shoulders – mine.
From my experiences in my previous life, a maid’s hands ought to be – to put it bluntly – coarse and rough. But my hands do not look at all like those of a maid experienced with manual labor. Instead, they looked like the lily-white hands of a princess-like daughter from a wealthy house; slender, well taken care of and pristine. Other abnormalities I noticed were my arms: Even though I had impressive strength within them, I do not appear to have the corresponding muscle bulk.
My body looked extremely delicate, much like a high-quality piece of artwork; Splendid and magnificent, but it looked as if it would shatter to pieces after a mere gust of wind, a drop of rain, or a delicate touch.
Unfortunately, accompanying this delicate body was a pair of……
No matter what way you look at them they’re enormous.
I looked down and blinked at them.
This was what my young miss hated the most about European beauties.
Thanks to this pair of gifts, I had experienced for the first time in my life the feeling of walking down the stairs without being able to look at my feet.
Based on my many years of experience attending to my young miss, I can easily simulate in my head what would happen during my reunion with my young miss in this body.
~~~
——Y-You bitch! You have the cheek to face me with such a low-class chest?! Turn off your restrictions!3 Standatattention!!!4
——M-Miss, I don’t……N-No! There,, n-not there……
~~~
“Pululululu……”5
Shivering with nervousness, I curled up under the water and blew bubbles to escape reality.
Though I had been passing the time with wild fantasies, the deadline for the system update was imminently arriving.
How would my future and my fate unfold? The day of reckoning was upon us.
Two minutes remained.
One minute.
Zero, I accepted my destin–
……Nothing happened?
I ascended to the surface of the water and perplexedly looked towards the heavens.
“Hello?…… Mr Game Administrator?”
Nobody replied.
Now I feel very stupid.
My motto has always been constant vigilance. Perhaps the game administrators had already discovered me and are in the process of developing a fix. I think I lay there in the bath for about half an hour. The time passed undisturbed; if I hadn’t used fire aspect magic to regulate the bath temperature it would be freezing by now.
Not for a single moment did I experience any ‘data interaction’.
Nothing even happened – I had waited with bated breath for the deadline like a fool.
Even though I was the main character for this event, the game administrators failed to detect any abnormality. The probability of my existence being discovered was probably approaching zero. I had no way of contacting the admins, though why would I want to? Since I had already died in reality, doing so would be tantamount to suicide.
From now on I will…… forever live out my life by acting as a maid NPC in this game world?
What would happen should the game shut down? How on earth did I even arrive in a game world? My mind was a complete mess.
“In my capacity as my young miss’s servant, I must not abandon hope.”
While murmuring the commandments of the family servants of my mistress, I pulled myself together once again.
Wasn’t I transformed into an NPC maid in a game world? Don’t underestimate the unlimited potential of the human race! I want to survive! I want to keep on living!
My first order of business should be to adapt to my new life as a girl. Let’s dive into my messy amalgamation of memories and search for useful knowledge for doing so! 6
“Oho, when taking a bath I must coil up my hair…… I see, I see.”
……
“That is to say…… beauties don’t need that? What they need… they need to eat, that’s not totally incomprehensible……” 7
……
“Hah? That will happen to me every month?! Doesn’t having that once a month imply I can be pregnant? Why was this aspect programmed in such detail!!”
……
“Lv. Max in courtesanship…… maybe I’m just seeing things. Close eyes! One, two, three, open! Coutesanship, it’s still the same. Courtesan… being a courtesan… ha, hahahaha……”
……
“Young miss…… save me………”
If you are reading from a pirate or aggregator site, please read from the translator’s site: yado-inn (dot) com I have to put the link like this or else the bots will remove it, sorry
Translator: Mary Editor: Arocks141
Chapter 5: A Maid can also be a Courtesan
If you are reading from a pirate or aggregator site, please read from the translator’s site: yado-inn (dot) com I have to put the link like this or else the bots will remove it, sorry
“Achoo~”
Was I catching a cold? It was springtime in Mikkel Kingdom. Similar to reality, the game world transitioned between the four seasons. Since we were close to summer, it was probably just a sneeze, not a cold. 1
Furthermore, it would be highly unlikely for me to catch a cold since I was pampering myself with a hot bath at that moment.
The setting of the world mimicked the middle ages. Naturally, bathtubs or showerheads did not exist during that historical time period. I have however heard of players bringing knowledge from reality – emulating modern showering facilities in-game. This was not very wide-spread because of the high production costs of doing so. Most people thus bathe in wooden barrels – even nobles were no exception to this.
Idly browsing through the options of my Massage skill (naturally, also max-leveled), I noticed under this skill category including some bathhouse-related subskills, such as…… Breast……e-eh…… B-Breast Massage?!
“W-What do breast massages have to do with bathhouses?!”
I strongly suspect a few strange people had infiltrated the game development team, why else would there be such an unusual branch of skills?
Behind the skill name, there was the word “Legend” in large gold-plated characters. Each branch of skills had five possible ranks: ‘Novice’, ‘Competent’, ‘Proficient’, ‘Master’, and ‘Legend’. ‘Unacquired’ was also possible, which doesn’t really count as a level. “Lv. Max” signified perfect technical ability in all aspects of a skill… But a Legendary rank in Breast Massage?! What kind of weird concept was this?
As an experiment to determine whether or not I truly mastered the skills I have acquired, I deliberately did not use the assistance of the game system while preparing dinner today. In theory, since this was the first time I was cooking slime meat without system assistance, my skill should be no different from a beginner. But what I found was I was performing the cooking process with smooth, practiced motions without hesitation as if I had previously cooked countless slimes before.
Using that logic and applying it to the Breast Massage skill……
“Stop! I shouldn’t think about it any further!”
I slapped both my cheeks to clear my head. 2 Proceeding any more with my imagination would be hell.
When I calmed down, I realized my body violated common sense in many ways.
I cupped some bathwater, then watched it flow through the cracks between my long, slender, jade-like fingers.
How my fingers looked was strange, if you think about it – their fragile and delicate appearance was incompatible with my supposed job. A maid’s work does not just consist of pouring and brewing soul-touching cups of tea for guests, but it also involves the arduous and backbreaking job of housework
Furthermore, after my original master no longer logged into the game, only Anastasia stayed in this house. Therefore the cleaning duties of such a large mansion rested solely on one person’s shoulders – mine.
From my experiences in my previous life, a maid’s hands ought to be – to put it bluntly – coarse and rough. But my hands do not look at all like those of a maid experienced with manual labor. Instead, they looked like the lily-white hands of a princess-like daughter from a wealthy house; slender, well taken care of and pristine. Other abnormalities I noticed were my arms: Even though I had impressive strength within them, I do not appear to have the corresponding muscle bulk.
My body looked extremely delicate, much like a high-quality piece of artwork; Splendid and magnificent, but it looked as if it would shatter to pieces after a mere gust of wind, a drop of rain, or a delicate touch.
Unfortunately, accompanying this delicate body was a pair of……
No matter what way you look at them they’re enormous.
I looked down and blinked at them.
This was what my young miss hated the most about European beauties.
Thanks to this pair of gifts, I had experienced for the first time in my life the feeling of walking down the stairs without being able to look at my feet.
Based on my many years of experience attending to my young miss, I can easily simulate in my head what would happen during my reunion with my young miss in this body.
~~~
——Y-You bitch! You have the cheek to face me with such a low-class chest?! Turn off your restrictions!3 Standatattention!!!4
——M-Miss, I don’t……N-No! There,, n-not there……
~~~
“Pululululu……”5
Shivering with nervousness, I curled up under the water and blew bubbles to escape reality.
Though I had been passing the time with wild fantasies, the deadline for the system update was imminently arriving.
How would my future and my fate unfold? The day of reckoning was upon us.
Two minutes remained.
One minute.
Zero, I accepted my destin–
……Nothing happened?
I ascended to the surface of the water and perplexedly looked towards the heavens.
“Hello?…… Mr Game Administrator?”
Nobody replied.
Now I feel very stupid.
My motto has always been constant vigilance. Perhaps the game administrators had already discovered me and are in the process of developing a fix. I think I lay there in the bath for about half an hour. The time passed undisturbed; if I hadn’t used fire aspect magic to regulate the bath temperature it would be freezing by now.
Not for a single moment did I experience any ‘data interaction’.
Nothing even happened – I had waited with bated breath for the deadline like a fool.
Even though I was the main character for this event, the game administrators failed to detect any abnormality. The probability of my existence being discovered was probably approaching zero. I had no way of contacting the admins, though why would I want to? Since I had already died in reality, doing so would be tantamount to suicide.
From now on I will…… forever live out my life by acting as a maid NPC in this game world?
What would happen should the game shut down? How on earth did I even arrive in a game world? My mind was a complete mess.
“In my capacity as my young miss’s servant, I must not abandon hope.”
While murmuring the commandments of the family servants of my mistress, I pulled myself together once again.
Wasn’t I transformed into an NPC maid in a game world? Don’t underestimate the unlimited potential of the human race! I want to survive! I want to keep on living!
My first order of business should be to adapt to my new life as a girl. Let’s dive into my messy amalgamation of memories and search for useful knowledge for doing so! 6
“Oho, when taking a bath I must coil up my hair…… I see, I see.”
……
“That is to say…… beauties don’t need that? What they need… they need to eat, that’s not totally incomprehensible……” 7
……
“Hah? That will happen to me every month?! Doesn’t having that once a month imply I can be pregnant? Why was this aspect programmed in such detail!!”
……
“Lv. Max in courtesanship…… maybe I’m just seeing things. Close eyes! One, two, three, open! Coutesanship, it’s still the same. Courtesan… being a courtesan… ha, hahahaha……”
……
“Young miss…… save me………”
If you are reading from a pirate or aggregator site, please read from the translator’s site: yado-inn (dot) com I have to put the link like this or else the bots will remove it, sorry
