Chapter 402: Tsukasa: "I'm afraid this girl will be fooled by a scumbag."

Tsukasa had always thought that as a prostitute, this girl would have a lot of experience.

However, this was a normal reaction, right?

Yet this girl was a virgin.

As for how he could tell, it was all thanks to his sense of smell.

Under the dim light inside the room, the appearance of the girl was seen clearly.

She had waist-length blonde hair and green eyes that gleamed at night. She wore a red kimono, which showed perfectly the shape of her body. Yet what was most noticeable about her was her fox features from the ears and tail, which made her cuter.

Without a doubt, she was beautiful.

Still, Tsukasa realized that even if he came to this world, he hadn’t tasted the feeling of the demi-human except for the elf and goddess. After all, there were so many races in this world. As a professional, how could he let them escape?

Yet Tsukasa still knew how to hold back, so he didn’t plan to do it, especially with the prostitute. The real intention he came to this place was because he was afraid Aisha would be fooled. There was nothing more or less.

Definitely.

“Let me help you, sir.” Haruhime stood up and tried to help Tsukasa to bring his luggage and sword.

“It’s okay. It’s heavy. You might not be able to lift it,” Tsukasa said.

“No, it’s my job. Let me do it,” Haruhime insisted.

“….” Tsukasa looked at Haruhime and said, “Then, let’s lift it together. After all, it’ll be bad if you drop it.”

“…..” Haruhime was stunned since it was her first time hearing such words. “Okay.” She thought Tsukasa might have something important in his bag, so she also knew it would be terrible if she dropped it. Still, her eyes quickly caught notice of the Nodachi in his hand, which made her dumbfounded, considering she didn’t see it previously.

While his Drying Pole was so noticeable, he often made it invisible to see by wrapping it with his telekinesis to make it invisible.

“Is that your weapon, sir?” Haruhime asked curiously since his weapon was so long, big, and tough.

“That’s right.” Tsukasa nodded, then said, “Also, don’t call me sir since our age is about the same.”

“Really? Haruhime is 16 years old now. What about you, sir? Ah, I have called you a “sir.” Is that okay? What should I call you, sir? Ah, I did it again!” Haruhime panicked and lowered her head since she thought she had done something wrong.

“Calm down. I’m not angry.” Tsukasa patted Haruhime’s head gently.