The mission is to find out information about Suppapan from a hostess with the stage name Shinateyo.
Suppapan is the prime suspect in the attempted assassination of the Queen that I have currently been ordered to investigate.
She is the hostess who likes Suppan.
She had been entertaining Suppan for a long time, and in return she may have been able to leak some important testimony out to him.
My goal was to bring that out.
However, this Chinayo kid is too selfish and empty-headed, so I'm not really into her.
I didn't want to waste my precious time on a woman like that, so I took the blunt approach.
He takes advantage of the situation to spend a lot of money and order expensive alcohol, making her feel good and drunk.
I got an after-party with her while she was in a dreamlike state, and when we left the store, I casually undressed her and stuck my penis in her.
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"Ohhhhhh♥♥♥♥ I'm cumming♥♥ I'm cumminggggg♥♥ My pussy is cumming♥♥♥♥"
"You have a really loose pussy. Did you spread your legs and offer sex to every customer you met?"
Bang bang bang bang bang bang...!
The inside of Chinateyo's vagina isn't very pleasant. It's loose and slimy, and feels like you're plunging it into a sewer.
"No~♥♥ My body is pure~♥♥ I don't use my body for sales~♥♥"
"In that case, she was just loose to begin with. She's a shabby pussy that doesn't look like she'd even make it as a prostitute in some back alley."
He slaps her buttocks with a loud smack.
"Piiiiiiiii♥♥♥♥"
I thought the impact might tighten it up a bit, but the effect was minimal.
Next, he continues to spank her buttocks. The only value of this woman's body is that it stimulates her sadistic desires.
Of course, I couldn't treat someone like my sister, Lady Starf, or the Queen so rudely.
"Agyaaaah♥♥ Don't hit me, my butt♥♥ Don't hit me♥♥ My butt is going to swell up♥♥♥♥"
"Your ass will get bigger and look more attractive."
Bang bang, bang bang.
The various sounds her buttocks made echoed through the alley and were absorbed into the night sky.
Sex with Shinateyo takes place outdoors. It's a waste to pay hotel fees for a woman like that.
"Ah, no. I don't think I can get off with this shitty pussy. I've already gotten all the information and my use is over, so I'll just cum here and make a fool of myself."
"Ohhhhhhh♥♥♥♥ aaaaaahhhh♥♥♥♥"
He thrust into her powerfully, the stimulation sending her flying.
Her whole body trembled in an enormous orgasm, and when she had finished trembling until she was completely exhausted, she sank deep into the spot.
He didn't care that he was covered in dirt on the ground; he must have really lost all his energy.
"That was ruthless sex...!?"
Lisa, who was watching from the sidelines, let out a shuddered murmur.
In fact, she had gotten worried and followed us after we left. She had witnessed our outdoor sex from start to finish.
"You're going to torture me until I lose consciousness...?! Even after you pulled it out, Shinateyo's pussy was left hollow. Did it go back to normal?"
"But we got some useful information."
The interrogation was carried out even while they were having sex.
As expected, she spent a lot of time with Suppapan, a regular customer, and knew him well.
What was particularly interesting was that it was only recently, within the last year or two, that Suppan had become a reputed aristocrat supremacist.
Up until then, although he had sometimes boasted about the nobility of his birth, it seems he had never shown such pathological contempt for commoners.
So why did he become a well-known orthodox aristocrat?
"And to think that this guy was the cause of all of that...!"
"It was her who inspired and influenced the customers."
What Sinatheo sang (confessed) contained some surprising and unexpected facts.
Someone approached her after finding out that she was Suppan's favorite hostess, and asked her to instill orthodox aristocratic ideology into her and brainwash her into agreeing with him.
Sinatheyo accepted the request.
This is because he was offered a large reward.
It seems that Shinateyo doesn't know who the people who made the request are. One of the conditions of the request was that she not pry too deeply into them, but she's a useless woman who can't find out the important details.
"Manipulating the thoughts of our customers...! If rumors like that spread, our store will see fewer customers, will come under the spotlight of the authorities, and may even be forced to close down. What she did is a serious violation!"
"That's why I was mercilessly thrown away as well."
But this is starting to seem even more suspicious.
The orthodox aristocrat attacked the queen. And just in time, Suppapan was influenced by aristocracy.
It was almost like a setup to trap him.
"Since the suspicions have deepened this much, it seems the only option left is to confront him directly."
To Suppan himself.
Now that the cards are in hand, avoiding direct confrontation is just being slow. Let's get this straight.
"What are you going to do about this Shinateyo?"
Lisa asks.
The evil cabaret girl is still unconscious on the street, her butt sticking out.
"...Let's leave it like this."
I took out a pen and wrote on that bitch's ass.
"One shot, ten yen."
Well, actually I wrote it in this world's characters and currency units, but that's roughly what it means.
"It will be interesting to see how much money I can make from this. I hope I can turn into a worthless woman, not just in mind but in body as well."
"So she was raped while passing by, and the next morning she was a proper toilet girl. Well, if I reported what she did, I'm sure she wouldn't be able to work at the store, so this will be a good opportunity for her to get a new job."
As soon as I said that, Lisa suddenly went quiet...
"And so I'm no longer needed."
"yeah?"
"I know, you came to our store because you had something to look into. Now that you've finished looking into it, you don't need to come to the store anymore."
So I won't have a chance to see Lisa anymore.
I feel a bit embarrassed because he hits the nail on the head, but...
"It's fine, that's just how the nightlife industry works. We use stage names and keep our real names hidden, and we only share a moment together."
Saying that, Lisa presses her lips against mine.
Then he starts taking off his clothes.
"One last thing. Lisa is just my stage name at the shop. My real name is Sickle."
Sickle reveals her real name, Lisa.
She took off all her clothes, revealing her naked body, and turned her butt towards me.
"As a final memory, can you spank me outside and fuck me? Watching that stupid woman getting fucked has made me wet♥♥"
No, isn't that just a way to throw away sex for women who don't want to deepen their bond?
But maybe women do like to be hit hard sometimes.
He enjoys some loving, violent sex with Sickle and vows to return to the club later and ask for her.
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So...what was it?
That's right, I was going to go and confront Suppapan directly.
After completing the investigation at the cabaret club, it became increasingly suspicious that he was the mastermind behind the assassination of the Queen.
Isn't he being framed as the mastermind behind it all?
The perpetrator ostentatiously proclaimed that it was the work of orthodox aristocrats.
He makes Suppan known as if he were a leading figure.
It's as if they're telling me to doubt him.
As a result, they even tried to manipulate his thoughts, which only deepened their suspicions.
It seems that it is now time to confront him directly in order to clarify these suspicions.
So I decided to make an appointment with him.
At first, I tried to contact them within the school.
Since I am also a student at the Royal School, I thought I would take advantage of the fact that I work in the same place as my partner.
The problem is that the person I'm talking to, even if he has been ideologically influenced, is a staunch supporter of the elitist ideology, and I myself am a commoner, the type of person he detests the most.
What if there's no way around it and they say "Commoners, stay away!"?
However, when I mustered up the courage to speak to him, he responded surprisingly calmly.
"If you have something to say, let's hear it at my house. If you don't mind, we can have dinner at home."
He even said that!?
"What?! Things are going smoothly?!" I thought to myself, which made me feel uneasy, but the other party was probably aware of my movements.
After all, I'm well known as the person who made a great contribution to saving the Queen.
Let's be cautious but also wait and see.
So I was invited to the teacher Suppapan's house...
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"Let me introduce you to my wife."
The first person I met was a married woman with a calm demeanor.
She is wearing clothes in muted, chic colors and has her hair tied up in a subdued style, exuding a mature charm.
You're so naked.
Even though he had married such a beautiful wife, was he still frequenting cabaret clubs? And on top of that, he was made to fall in love with some bitch called Shinateyo.
"Hmph, you've been married for years, but you're still useless and haven't had a child. A noble's wife should conceive early and pass on her noble blood, but you can't even fulfill this most important role properly."
"How dare you say that...?!"
"Hurry up and prepare dinner, for I have something to discuss with this boy."
Despite being subjected to such harsh criticism, his wife simply replied "yes" without any argument.
There was a gloomy look in her expression that was slightly seductive.
Is it because she feels embarrassed that she "cannot have children"?
"Now, to be honest, even speaking to a commoner young monk is painful, but I can't keep saying that, considering what you're doing."
The two of them are alone in the mansion, facing each other directly.
If I'm going to be alone with someone, it's better to be with a woman.
"You think I was the one who requested the assassination of the Queen, right?"
He spoke his mind right away.
"I am not the one. How could I be so audacious as to assassinate Her Majesty the Queen?"
"However, I'm not the only one who is suspicious of you. Many people are."
First, I'll try to blur my own intentions and present a general statement.
"The perpetrator is shouting about aristocratic orthodoxy, and you are in the position of being its spearhead. Even without any evidence, it is natural that you are suspected. If you are not the culprit, you must provide evidence yourself."
"How can I show you any evidence that I didn't do it?"
That's right.
It's what they call devil's proof.
"You share the same right to the throne as the Commander of the Knights of Lespar, but at present you are the weaker of the two. If the Queen were to suddenly pass away without officially naming a successor, you would undoubtedly be the one to benefit. Crime is something that criminals do in order to make a profit."
"So you're saying I'm going to kill the Queen?! What a leap of logic! Are you a commoner capable of only making such far-fetched connections?"
"I'm not the only one who doubts you; the whole world is. You need to try harder to defend yourself. If you don't, before you know it, you'll be treated like the culprit and end up climbing the guillotine."
"I told you I'm not the culprit!"
From the feel of it, it seems that Suppapan isn't the mastermind after all.
If he really was the mastermind, he would have anticipated such suspicion and prepared a number of excuses to avoid it.
Once he has expanded on these points, his rebuttal should have been more logical, but so far he has only given emotional responses.
As the real culprit, his response is far too pathetic.
...That is just my opinion, and to objectively prove that he is not the culprit, I absolutely need objective evidence.
However, it appears the suspect himself is unable to provide it.
What on earth should I do...?
"Ummm...excuse me."
At that moment, the door opened with a creak and the lady I had met earlier entered the room.
It's still hard to believe that such a beautiful woman could have married someone as bare-bones as this.
"Dinner is ready, so please come to the dining room."
"Hmph, finally. What a wimp who can't even do something as simple as this efficiently. If he was my student, I would have expelled him long ago."
I think it's a pretty quick preparation, but isn't he being too nit-picky?
The relationship between the couple does not seem to be good.
We received a token welcome, as if to show that it was the noble's duty to treat guests well. As expected, the food and drinks were delicious.
However, Suppapan, who is supposed to be the host, took the lead in eating and drinking, and has been downing several bottles of sake ever since.
It may be stressful that you're being made out to be a criminal, but aren't you just drinking too much?
"We're low on alcohol! Bring some quickly, you idiot!"
"Right now...!"
And he's harsh to his wife again...
At that rate, it's only natural that he'd get drunk quickly, and within an hour, Suppan was intoxicated.
He rolled over and let out a loud snore.
"I'm sorry for making you do such heavy lifting...!"
"I can't have a woman carry a bald old man like this. Sorry, but I don't think there are any bald old men among the human husbands."
The drunk, naked, bald man is thrown onto the bed.
And so I found myself facing his wife, alone.
But she has a sexy body.