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Chapter 47 - Now She’s The Mole

(T/N: Yo, CasualHotdog here! Got sick yesterday so I wasn't able to upload the chapters in time. I feel better a lil bit now than before [got online class today so I have time on my laptop to upload]. So as compensation, 4 chapters for yall today. ╰(▔∀▔)╯ Have a great day and fun time, everyone (「• ω •)「)

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"Haaah... haaah..."

The quiet room was filled only with the sound of dazed, uneven breathing.

Marisa lay motionless on the large bed, her golden hair as disheveled as the sheets beneath her.

'Once I recover... I'm gonna kill Remilia.' That was the only thought left in her numb little brain.

If it weren't for that damn vampire's temptation, she never would've been reckless enough to test the forbidden and end up like this.

Remilia is the root of all evil!

As for Rin, the one who had actually punished her—she conveniently chose to ignore him.

That guy's just... untouchable.

At least this time, there were people next door, giving her the excuse of "bad influence" and "just practicing." But next time? She might not be so lucky.

Worst of all—her body was starting to submit on its own!

That bastard only had to poke her once, and she'd instinctively pressed closer, even enjoying the heated kiss...

The moment she recalled what happened, Marisa—who had been lying limp—suddenly thrashed wildly on the bed in frustration.

Creak—

But the moment the door opened, she immediately went back to playing dead.

Rin glanced at her before silently sitting on the edge of the bed. The instant he did, he noticed her shiver slightly.

When he patted his lap, no words were needed—Marisa fidgeted before "sleepily" rolling over and obediently resting her head on his legs.

"Turn over."

Marisa's eyelid twitched.

"Face up."

Only then did her heart settle. Mumbling a few incoherent "sleep-talk" phrases, she obediently flipped onto her back.

The next second, a cool, soothing sensation spread across her lips.

A brief sting from her slightly swollen lips was quickly replaced by a healing comfort.

"Guess I'll have to stock up on this ointment. You keep biting your lips until they bleed—sometimes even kissing them, which makes them swole."

"..."

Marisa didn't dare respond, though the tips of her ears turned red.

But a few seconds later, as the slender fingers gradually slid from her lip to her chin, slightly tilting it up, the blush on her ears instantly spread to her cheeks.

'The appetite's coming back!' Rin watched with amusement as Marisa squirmed adorably under her "sleeping" act, unable to resist leaning down again...

Meanwhile, next door, the group pressed against the wall was growing impatient.

"Why's it so quiet now?"

"Patchouli, use your magic or something!"

"We'll get caught."

"Shhh—lower! We can't hear anything!"

Amidst the hushed arguing, Aya instinctively reached for her notepad—

—Only to freeze, remembering the punishment she'd just endured.

Better write it down after escaping. Getting caught now would mean certain death!

The group scratched at the wall in frustration, but before they could hear anything else—

Creak.

The door opened again.

Everyone instantly stiffened before scrambling back to their original positions, pretending nothing had happened.

"Sakuya, I cut some fruit. Try it—if the others wake up, give them some too."

"Thank you." Sakuya accepted the plate but avoided eye contact, her expression oddly guilty.

"Your face is a little red."

"Must be tired from... practicing bone-setting! I'll go drink some water and rest!"

Without giving Rin a chance to question further, Sakuya grabbed a slice of watermelon and hurried out of the room.

With her "desertion," the remaining snoopers grew even more nervous, terrified of being exposed.

Luckily, Rin didn't press the issue. He just gave them a meaningful glance before silently leaving.

At the same time, Marisa—now "tidied up"—returned to the shop as if nothing had happened.

Under Remilia's questioning gaze, she didn't explain. Instead, she shoved a pack of candy into the vampire's hands and urged—

"Get ready. They'll be here soon—don't forget the plan."

"I sacrificed so much for you this time. You owe me!"

"Hah? You look fine—"

Before Remilia could finish, Sakuya appeared in their line of sight, making her fumble to hide the candy.

"Young mistress, what are you doing?"

Sakuya, holding a teacup, looked at her suspiciously.

"Ahem, well... My rocket crashed earlier. A few pieces flew off, and I can't find them. Can you help?"

Remilia glanced at Marisa's hiding spot before putting on a pitiful act.

Sakuya sighed at the wreckage of the toy rocket but nodded.

As she bent down to search the ground, Remilia crept closer, trying to distract her—

"The parts are tiny. I looked everywhere!"

"What do they look like?"

"Like a little gear... kinda burnt."

"What did you even do to this toy...?"

Sakuya rolled her eyes.

The moment she crouched to check the gaps, Remilia swiftly slipped the candy into her apron pocket. Then, with a snap of her fingers—

"HAH!! Caught red-handed! What do you have to say for yourself?!"

"BOSS!!"

"Someone stole from your shop! Use your disgusting methods to—"

Marisa's voice trailed off as she stared at the candy still in Remilia's hand.

YOU HAVEN'T EVEN PLANTED IT YET, WHY THE HELL DID YOU SIGNAL?!

Sakuya, now standing, simply stared at them—stared—until their scalps prickled.

Just then, Rin perfectly timed his entrance, nodding thoughtfully.

"Ah, so you caught Remilia stealing?"

"Good work. Here's a snack pack as a reward—keep it up. Next time something like this happens, I'll definitely call you first." He patted Marisa's shoulder with a smile, as if deeply satisfied with her "undercover work."

Feeling Remilia's "how could you?!" gaze, Marisa's face turned green.

DON'T SAY THAT!! I'M NOT A MOLE!!!

Before she could explain, the familiar sensation surged through her again. With just a light poke to her waist, she crumpled to the ground.

As Rin turned his gaze to the now-terrified Remilia, the Sage's voice echoed in his mind—

『 Detected shoplifting. Target locked—Remilia Scarlet 』

『 The target is too young and can't be a potential target.There are no available skills to be used. 』(T/N: You're not okay with Remilia but good on Suika, Author. Bro, what are you cooking! |_・)

『 Randomly selecting a punishment ability from other romance targets... 』

『 Selecting… 』

『 Punishment ─ Mark Of Obedience 』

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