Iseboshi 54

Chapter 54 The Misfortunes of the Love Seeker Gorge

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Edited by: Kanaa-senpai

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 (Pickup Artist’s POV)

 ”Alright, which cute girl should I hook up with today?”

 In the central square in the morning. I take a break at a café.

 I’m Gorge, a famous pickup artist in this royal city. My motto is to give girls a moment of dreams.

 …Well, to be precise, I’m a Rank D adventurer. I don’t have any official party members and just hop from one party to another.

 Why? Because I

 ”end up sleeping with the female party members right away.”

 That’s why I’ve caused trouble and been kicked out of various parties.

 It can’t be helped. They end up falling for me.

* * *

 Today, there’s no party that needs my skills as a swordsman, so I’m just hanging out since morning.

 I glance out the café window towards the guild and spot an incredibly cute girl.

 She’s wearing a fluffy white dress with a light brown leather vest and a light pink apron, looking just like a town girl.

 Her hair is a medium bob, blonde, and her slightly tanned skin looks healthy.

 I quickly dash out of the café and approach the gorgeous girl.

 Her long eyelashes and sharp eyes give off a strong vibe, but she’s definitely beautiful.

 I stand in front of the bench where she’s sitting and speak up.

 ”You’re beautiful. I took a chance to talk to you… do you have a moment?”

 With a girl who looks strong, I start by complimenting her and being humble.

 ”Huh?”

 She’s just like I thought. She glares at me from below with a piercing look.

 ”Sorry, but I’m waiting for a guy. You should try someone else.”

 As she says this, she shifts her gaze behind me, and her glare suddenly turns into a bright smile. Wow, she’s super cute.

 Waving her hand, she says to me,

 ”That’s my guy over there. I hope you leave soon.”

 When I turn to look, a small boy is running towards us.

 (Is that her little brother?)

 With that expression, she looks completely different from the girl who glared at me earlier; now she looks like a ‘love-struck maiden.’

* * *

 ”Sorry to keep you waiting. …Who is this? Do you know him?”

 ”Just some guy. Looks like a pickup artist.”

 Suddenly, the pressure from the boy increases.

 (What’s this… I’m a Rank D swordsman, and I’m feeling pressure from a kid…)

 ”S-Sorry about that…”

 Feeling intimidated by the boy’s pressure, I awkwardly back away and leave the scene.

 After a while, I look back and see the gorgeous girl linking arms with the boy as they head into the guild.

 (An adventurer? That kid?)

* * *

 I had a rough morning, but I’m not the type to give up easily.

 I check my reflection in the café window, smooth down my proud red hair, and style it back. Yeah, I look good.

 Then I suddenly shift my focus from my reflection to the bench in front of the guild…

 (Whoa, there’s a ‘angel’ over there…)

 I quickly rush out of the café to get closer to the angel.

 She looks like she’s not even ten years old. She’s just so young.

 Long silver hair tied up with a sky-blue ribbon, and skin as clear as glass. She wore a dress that matched the ribbon and a white apron.

 Her beautiful blue eyes gazed into the distance, as if waiting for someone. Though she was a young girl, her face had a perfect beauty.

 ”Um, hey. Do you have an older sister?”

 I was so stunned by her beauty that I ended up speaking in a weird way.

 ”I don’t have a sister. Are you trying to hit on me?”

 Her beautiful blue eyes locked onto mine. Ah, this feels nice…

 ”Hey, Hiroya! Over here!”

 The girl, who had been responding coolly, suddenly lit up with a smile.

 Then, someone cut in between us. That glaring face was…

 ”Are you hitting on such a little girl too?”

 I remembered the pressure I felt this morning.

 ”Uh… this morning… no, um…”

 It was the boy from this morning. I stumbled over my words.

 Seriously, after the super hot girl, now there’s an angel? What is up with this boy? But I couldn’t shake off the pressure I felt earlier, so I just said, “I’m sorry!” and ran away.

* * *

 (What a crazy boy…)

 What I felt was probably some kind of ‘pressure’ or ‘aura.’ I had felt it once when I faced a sword master. Of course, I gave up without even clashing swords.

 (So the super hot girl is the older sister, and the angel is the girlfriend. What a lucky guy.)

 I returned to the café, had a light lunch, and looked around the central square, checking out the girls.

 (Hey! Who is that sexy girl?)

 She had long, wavy chestnut hair. Her light pink dress and brown outer corset supported her rich, bursting chest. She was like the embodiment of the ‘curvy’ woman that guys imagine.

 I quickly moved to the square and sat next to the curvy girl.

 ”It’s nice weather, huh?”

 ”…Date…”

 Her big brown eyes were focused straight ahead, and her plump, soft lips kept mumbling something.

 ”Um… I think I fell for you at first sight.”

 I decided to be bold. I mean, I really want to hug this girl.

 ”Shopping date with Big Brother Hiroya… Shopping date with Big Brother Hiroya…”

 Was she not hearing me? She kept repeating it like a spell.

 ”Are you waiting? Let’s go on a date.”

 I bravely tried to put my arm around her shoulder.

 ”Martina!”

 As soon as I heard that voice, her cute profile turned red.

 ”Big Brother Hiroya!”

 When I looked ahead… it was that boy again… standing in front of me, glaring.

 ”You again… stop hitting on… oof!”

 The boy, who was about to confront me, suddenly got hugged by the ‘curvy girl’ who stood up. His face was completely buried in her ‘chest.’ Damn, how lucky can you get?

 ”I’ve been waiting for you, Big Brother Hiroya! Let’s go!”

 Huh? What did she just say?

 ”…Wait, she’s your little sister? Huh? Huh?”

 The super hot girl is the older sister, the angel is the girlfriend, and this curvy girl is the little sister? What’s going on?

 ”Anyway, this girl is going shopping with me now.”

 The boy, having somehow escaped the ‘breast pressure’, said that to me and then walked out of the square, holding the hand of the ‘curvy’ girl.

* * *

 (Damn… What a day…)

 Every girl I find is a beauty. Yet, they’re all connected to that ‘boy’.

 (No, meeting girls isn’t all bad. I’ll just try my luck again.)

 Thinking this, I continue to gaze out at the square from the café window.

 (Hey! A beauty!)

 I had a bad feeling about her sitting on the bench in front of the guild… but I can’t let this beauty slip away.

 She’s probably around the same age as the ‘angel of the day’. She might be too young for me, but I’ve ‘illegally’ been with an 8-year-old prostitute before, and the feeling of embracing her young body was irresistible.

 (Yes, this is my comeback!)

 I quietly left the café.

* * *

 Unlike before, I approach her calmly. She’s wearing a light green dress with a dark brown vest and an apron of the same color. Her natural bob-cut black hair is tied with a light green ribbon, and her black eyes seem sad. I sit next to her and speak.

 ”What’s wrong? You look so sad.”

 She turns to me with a ‘confused’ expression when I speak to her.

 (Oh… I’m in trouble. I’m falling for her…)

 She seems to be of Eastern descent. Eastern women are said to be very affectionate. If this girl were my girlfriend…

 As I think this, I remember the features of Eastern people: black eyes and black hair.

 (Come to think of it, I saw someone else today with those features…)

 I remember the boy with black eyes and black hair…

 A bad feeling creeps up on me, and I shift my gaze from the girl next to me to the front.

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