I am Kurt Von Ritzburg

'To think I would use it now…'

I sat down and took out a pair of boxes from underneath and opened them up. And inside it contained - A black mask, a cloak and a pair of boots each.

"Here, take it and wear it."

"What are these?"

Miria looked at them with a hint of curiosity. And then I explained it to her.

"These are magic tools."

With different projects in hand, I made some very convenient magic tools in my spare time. And these items are part of it.

The Assassin Set. That's the name of these set of items.

The mask is casted with an enchantment [Blur] which makes anyone looking at the face unable to view it clearly. It's quite a good item to disguise. And it can be improved later on.

The cloak hides the presence of the wearer with its [Stealth] enchantment. 

And last - the boots. They are noiseless, making sure to not exert sound during infiltration due to [Soundless] enchantment.

While I was experimenting with enchantments, I got carried away and made them.

But to think it would come handy in such a peril time… It seems the days of bad luck are gone.

"Magic tools?!"

Finding them to magic tools, Miria's handling became smooth and careful, making sure to not damage the tools.

After all, certain magic items can be pretty expensive. 

'If I sell them, then I am sure I can rack up more money.'

But fortunately, I am not an idiot. My items might be simple, but it can change the world quite drastically.

'I need to make sure that the world remains innocent.'

For the betterment for mine and others as well. No need to sell any weapons. The only reason I am selling those replaceable swords is because they aren't much of a threat to me. And in return then can fetch me a lot of money.

With money, I remembered that despite having the product readymade, I have yet to sell them. And I decided to ask my father to introduce me a good merchant for my business.

But before that, I need to concentrate on the current issue.

Miria who looked at the cloak and other items said in guilt.

"But don't they cost a lot? I don't want to damage your magic items for me."

And that guilt comes from her thought, that I am using expensive items for her sake.

Expensive? I made them myself. And even if they were expensive, it isn't an issue to worry about.

Who am I?

I am Kurt Von Ritzburg, the heir of Count Ritzburg who works as the vice minister of finance bureau.

But that isn't something I need to explain to her. Because I am going to make her feel that with actions.

I dragged her and threw her in the bed in a matter of seconds, making her surprised.

"W-What are doing—"

Slam!

And then I slammed my hands beside her, blocking her to escape. She was underneath me, and I was above her.

"Isn't it obvious? I am showing importance to my wife that she is more important than a mere magic item."

The situation became a bit lewd, making Miria a bit fluster. But she didn't rebel against it, and silently turned her red face.

All of a sudden a silence enveloped us. All left was the sounds of our breath.

She was taking deep breaths, making her huge chest rise up and down, making hormones rush to my nether regions.

'Damn! If not for the fact that I have to deal with the incident, I would have slept with Miria tonight!'

After all, today is our first night as a couple. It is meant to be celebrated with something special. But unfortunately, time isn't our side. Both of us knew it.

So, Miria spoke about it.

"W-We don't have time for it, Kurt."

She placed her palms on my chest and putted a bit of force to move me out. But I didn't budge. It's so difficult to get in such a romantic mood, and I am not budging without any gain.

Even at the previous romantic moment, her friend - Tracy dropped a bomb in the middle of it, ruining all of it.

"I know."

"T-Then—"

But I didn't let her question and stopped her. And how I stopped, it doesn't even need to be questioned.

"Hmnn…"

She groaned a bit, but I didn't let her move out and placed my hand and pulled her head, making sure that she couldn't escape from my lips.

It was both mine and her first kiss.

It was supposed to be more romantic, but with a hungry man like me, it leaned more towards lust than love.

What can I do? Her previous actions only made me like that.

And after seconds, she also understood that the fire was lit. And she also stretched her hand and hugged me pulling more closer and deeper.

Soon, the lack of air made her mouth instinctively open a bit, so I pushed my tongue through it. She became surprised, but soon it didn't take long for her to adapt and play her tongue with mine.

The inn room was finally used for its purpose. In a fantasy world, how can an inn remain pure?

In that silent room, all echoed were the wet, slurping sounds and it went on to last for five minutes with breaks.

It was a sad fact, I won't be able to taint this room more than that. 

And reaching my limits, I finally released her, finding Miria's face to be flushed and wet. Her lips were rosy with a shine over them, clearly an effect of sucking too much of it.

"Look at this…"

I placed and moved my thumb through her lips, and gazed at her panting face. Even an amateur like me could tell that her eyes were inviting me.

"Kurt… do it."

And her soft words made it certain. Unfortunately… We can't afford to waste more time.

"You are more of a pervert than I expected, Miria."

I went down and whispered teasing words, making Miria come out of her aroused state at once. And that's when she realized what she did.

And that's when the embarrassment crept in. 

"K-Kurt, that's…"

Women are supposed to be quiet and reserved. That's the mindset of medieval times. And even Miria, a confident woman was worried that she showed her bad self to her husband. 

But who am I? I am not just Kurt, but a Kurt with modern kinks.

"Don't be embarrassed. After all, I am not a lesser pervert than you."

And that's when she felt a poke on her stomach, and her eyes went down to look at it, finding the male rod was pressing against her soft stomach with too much of a vigor.

"T-This…"

"Didn't you see it in the morning? It hurts this time as well. Miria, how about you complete the leftover massage after solving this issue?"

Gulp!

Miria gulped feeling the heat and pressure of it on her stomach. It made her tingle, and an unknown pleasure was spreading inside her body.

Within her, there was a voice that was telling her to touch it and relieve it.

"So, will you do it?"

Gulp! 

And her mouth opened, giving me the words I needed from her.

"I-I will do it."

The massage appointment is fixed!

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