I know the real reason why you're here!

"Emir, Emir, wake up."

'Hmm? Someone is moving me back and forth. Could it be Delia or Alessia? It must be Delia; she's the only one who calls me by name in private. But it's strange… After lovemaking, she usually doesn't wake up until the next day. Would she want to go for round three? Or was it round four? I can't remember...'

"He's sleeping... Won't I wake him up if I give him a blowjob? Ha... but the taste is strange. Since that day, I can't forget it."

Emir: "!!!!"

I quickly opened my eyes. In my mind, I've already thought of countless arguments to convince her that giving me a blowjob at any time is a normal thing for couples. In fact, it's something fundamental!

"Ah..."

But when I open them, I find an unknown woman in front of me. What's more, she has a bottle of wine in her hand, and that's not the most important thing. What's really important is that she's playing with the bottle of wine on my crotch!

'You dare to interrupt the peace in my pants!'

"You woke up, Emir," she said with a smile.

"Who are you, and why are you pressing a bottle in my pants? It's more..."

'I'm good at detecting people's presence while I am sleeping.' I was about to say those words when I unconsciously looked above her head. There is literally a written answer to my question.

[Beatrice Clerai] [Assassin Lvl 13]

"Hahaha, sorry about the bottle, but I moved you around earlier and you didn't wake up. The funniest thing is that when I put the bottle on your pants, you woke up right away! Hahaha!"

'From the tone of your voice and your laughter, I'm sure... I must have dreamed that she was talking about giving me a blowjob! My dreams are too crooked! I must have mumbled something unintentionally? Ugh, I'll try to correct my dreams from now on.'

"Haa, any man would wake up right away and well. Who are you?"

'- Eh~ He can keep his composure despite the sudden events and even more so after waking up... He must be very used to women; he's not as innocent as he was described to me...'

"I am Beatrice. I belong to the Golden Lion guild. Sorry for entering without permission, but I really wanted to meet you," she held out her hand to me.

Hearing that she belongs to Fabio's guild brought to mind countless ideas about this woman's objective, but for now...

"Ah, I see! Sorry for being suspicious. I'm Emir, a simple swordsman," I replied with a light shake of my hand.

I must return to my character, as I am very curious about how an Assassin can pass through the gates of a city without being stopped by her criminal class. Of course, I'm pretty sure her class is the one that possesses classified information and can hide her presence.

The latter is what would explain why I couldn't detect her in her sleep.

"Simple? Hahaha, that's an understatement! I heard from one of my guildmates that you fought three enemy groups and made it out alive! You're very humble despite accomplishing such a feat. Only people who can be counted on the fingers of one hand could do the same."

"It's not like that. To be honest, it was all due to the no-killing rule. Thanks to that, I was able to fight for so long." I scratched my head, pretending to be embarrassed.

'- God! Just look at you. Your attitude is so different from when you woke up. I'm beginning to think you're a great actor.'

'This woman is getting on my nerves; her mouth says one thing while her eyes say something entirely different. Although I can't fully deduce her thoughts, I do know she is beginning to doubt me! This adds further credence to my theories... This woman is up to something!'

Beatriz is a woman with shoulder-length reddish hair and dark brown eyes who has a very beautiful face, but on a smaller scale compared to Alessia and Delia. She is of slim build, and her measurements are above the norm; say her chest is around a C cup, but I wouldn't know how to tell clearly because my eyes would give me away if I moved them blatantly down her body.

"Humility, humility, humility. You are too humble!" She shook her head and said, "Let's have a drink. Men like you stop being humble after drinking. There must be a balance, right? Besides, I really want to know in more detail how that battle went. To balance the scales, I'll be the one to drink the first cup, okay?"

"Hmm... All right, but just a little bit. I'm not good with alcohol, and tomorrow I don't want to let the Golden Lion Guild down in the war."

'- Hey, are you really going to let me have the first drink? I just said that out of politeness!'

With her smile and cheerful attitude, Beatrice poured two cups and drank hers without hesitation.

"Haa~ ...Okay. Your turn!"

After drinking it, she immediately made me drink mine.

'Hmm… A normal man at this moment should stop the conversation and ask the real reason for her visit, adding a serious atmosphere to his words, but… My character won't allow me! This Emir patriot is someone sincere and humble; it is impossible for this character to doubt a woman who belongs to the Golden Lion guild, especially because of the good attitude she is showing me. Returning friendship with enmity is not something this identity can do.'

So without any other choice, I drank this stranger's cup.

"Haa... Although I don't know much about wines, this one seemed like a cheap one," I said innocently.

'- Cheap your grandmother! I was given this wine exclusively to make you talk!'

"Hahaha... If you're right..." she looked down.

'Hahaha, remember your character, Miss Assassin.'

"In all my days belonging to this guild, I've never seen someone so crazy wanting to stand out the way you did. When I heard it from my peers, I couldn't believe it! For example, in the past..."

She is a very skilled woman with words, as she unknowingly diverted the topic of conversation to herself. Telling some stories about her past or the adventures she has had together with the guild, but gathering all the information she delivered to me, I can't help but smile since...

'Indirectly, she's giving me the understanding that she's a Knight or a Warrior.'

"How about you now? I already told you some of my past. Now it's your turn to talk! There's a lot of difference between what the third parties say and what the main character says. That's why I want to know your point of view," she said while handing me another cup.

'When she is so sincere in wanting to get information out of me, she really leaves me no room to refuse, especially because of that friendly and trustworthy aura she exudes. Just looking at her makes you feel like the night is young, and you want to talk for hours on end. If it were any other time, I would really like to get close to this woman… But let's not step on the cape between superheroes; you're a killer, aren't you? How much will you have perfected this character to produce these feelings in me?... If it weren't because I'm also playing a character, I would have thought this attitude of hers was real. Hmm… There's nothing wrong with me telling her about the battle against the three groups, even if I don't have the gift of gab to give a good speech without biting my tongue. But I know she won't stop there and will inquire about the group of experienced warriors. That must be her real objective! To know the truth behind the threats!.... Besides, I'm still upset because the situation is moving too fast, and she's the one who is taking the most advantage of this. That's why...'

With a mischievous smile, I said, "Then... give me that glass! I'll keep drinking until I remember!"

Without hesitation, I drank the next glass.

Beatrice: "..."

'- Don't tell me... This guy really sucks at drinking! Ugh... fine! I'll use this to my advantage! If I get him drunk at just the right level, I'm sure I can get some valuable information.'

I called it cheap wine earlier to infuriate her, but I must say that just two glasses are strong enough to make me feel out of my mind.

But if there's one thing I'm proud of, it's that... I know myself better than anyone else! I know how I'm going to act when I'm drunk!

"Another one!"

Beatrice: "..."

'That's why I'll drink like there's no tomorrow!'

"Emir, drink in moderation; you haven't told me about your battles yet. Remember, I came to visit you because I like to listen to the stories of great warriors..."

'- Hey, give me back the bottle. I told you to stop drinking!'

'This woman is just words… Even when she is laughing cheerfully and being friendly, she won't let me drink quietly. Since that's how it is…'

I put the cup aside and... I directly started drinking from the bottle!

Beatrice: "!!!!"

'- I can't believe what I'm seeing... It should be impossible for anyone to finish that wine! And yet... Emir is pulling it off right in front of my eyes!'

'This wine is strange; not only does it make me drunk, but I feel something else growing inside me... Could it be one of those wines with magical properties? Did I do anything wrong to drink it all?'

As I approach her, I say. "Beatrice... I know the real reason why you're here!"

'- I have a bad feeling...'

With cheeks flushed from the alcohol and a big smile on my face, I position my hand on her soft buttocks and then squeeze them to my heart's content.

"You came to keep me company for the night-... Gufuh!"

She slammed her elbow directly into my face. The strength was such that I finished my words like a pig being slaughtered and fell backwards towards the ground.

"I don't like drunks who try to outdo me just for being a little friendly. Hmph! I was wrong about you!"

Without waiting for an answer, she walked out of my camping tent.