My Parasite Skill System - Chapter 218

Navigating inside these so many walls didn’t come easy. The ‘Guiding Fragrance’ from the system I was helped with still was there, though! … But it didn’t help either.

Without overexplaining, I could hardly follow directions, here.

The second problem being about my own security. Grasshoppers? That human dude seemed to be fond of them. Me, I was the grasshopper. And so, what if other humans also think like him?

Again, without going into lengthy details, I couldn’t just go on with that … oh!–but the windows???

That’s about when the idea came to me. The windows. That Elina Princess’ apartment had a window. Many windows, supposedly. I only got to see one chamber out of (supposedly) so many. That castle structure was huge, after all.

Anyhow, anyhow, the windows? I spotted them easily.

All of this for the sake of figuring!

This palace wasn’t only one big block. Wandering about their land, there were many white terraces, some under luxurious, broad, and sunny-green verandas, some plain sunny-white, scorching under the afternoon’s sun.

First time I came here, I went in from the natural entrance. Same goes for the second time. Now was the third, and actually exploring the outside-look of these sites; I got to see so many things I’d never seen before.

There were even huge pools! … I’d first require to learn how to swim, though. Not like I was here to entertain myself using them.

But also, what a waste of resources! … All this place for so few people.

Well, continuing my round, I finally spotted the windows. Windows by which I’d come in. Windows to which the guiding fragrance guided me the most.

It now came as a natural reflex, now–[Mana Perception] extended my sight and senses … oh!–how funnily interesting!–these fine breasts!–these were the right apartments!

I perceived her. I’d now meet back with Princess Elina.

Climbing up very high wasn’t a problem for me. It went fairly quickly and easily.

And once I’d nearly reached the window–and hop!–I regained my human form as I jumped onto the window sill.

That window clearly was bigger than me. In both length and width. I jumped and stood on the exterior sill of the window.

Was I so silent and stealthy?

From up there, I saw the princess. Heh-heh-heh! She seemed to be too busy to remark my presence here.

Well, what to do, from now?

Going about taking care of her extravagant clothes on her own, eh?

She held a robe in her hands, and when she bustled back to her giant bed, still unwilling to take her eyes off the ground, I had to interrupt her–

“Hellooo~, sexy pajamas!” I greeted, funnily.

She only seemed to wear some sort of nightgown.

“H– hyah!!” Finally. She turned to me in surprise. “–Th– this voice!… Well, Emerald again!” she asserted, stomping her foot on the ground. Oh-ho. She was startled right there.

But the surprise quickly vanished away. I mean, it’s just ‘Emerald again,’ huh.

“Yeah, big sis’. ‘Tis me,” I greeted her back again. Sliding down from my standing position, I sat down. My butt rested upon the sill. I was casually resting there, observing..

Oh, hm, and I couldn’t quite see every curve well, but that much was enough; looking her up, I kept playfully arching up and down my eyebrows, a smirk on my face.

“It’s you, yes,” she said, swiftly reaching out for the robe she’d just dropped in surprise. “What’re you coming here for?” Stretching it across her marvelous body, she thought of hiding behind it.

That question was legitimate. But I wouldn’t answer it.

Instead, I stopped my eyebrow-dance but still teased her a little. “Oh-ho-ho, so we hidin’ ourselves, now, hmm??” I hopped off of the window and landed in the chamber. “Last time about, didn’t you say that me, the little child, I could be your son, so seeing that much was perfectly fine, hmm???” I continued teasing, taking what seemed to be a dangerous step towards her.

“Emerald!” but she instantly called me out, frowning a little. “Yes, it is fine. Still, calling this noble princess ‘sexy’ so shamelessly!… hmm!–bad Emerald.” she growled. “These aren’t even pajamas, anyway,” turning on a self-sufficient tone, matter-of-factly.

Heh, but she’d been startled all the same. I understood, though. I was just messing around. I took my hands down, and nodded, “Yes, big sister–”

“And you be quiet, too,” she nonchalantly added, cutting me short. Pressing the robe she held with a hand, she leaned in a little, bringing her face close. Her other hand went and pointed at my face.

She still forced herself to frown a little, when she warned me again, “I can’t have my…” she turned back, peered behind her, when her white, smooth thighs were uncovered shone to me. “I can’t have my maids–or anyone at all–know that you’re here … remember?”

And when she turned back to me, she pointed her finger at my face again, sort of scolding me. “Get it?” she added.

“Ye– yes, Elina,” I hesitantly nodded. That was true that, as long as it would mean getting bigger problems on my back, I couldn’t just be messing people up carelessly. “I understand.”

“Bad Emerald.”

That was true.

“… Who– whoever that Emerald is, bad, bad, very bad, yeah…” I stuttered, nearly whispering.

From then on, I made sure to keep a low voice.

“Our deal is unknown to all, you know that, little monster. I trust you, but others wouldn’t. Swinging by my apartments shouldn’t even cross your mind. But … humph. As long as you get it.”

It was true our deal was secret. I couldn’t be seen here. She warned me oftentimes, already. And I knew it by heart by now! But … what did she think?–I was never sighted when coming here.

In any case, I made sure to understand whatever I needed to.

And not paying any attention to me anymore, she seemed to get back to her dressing.

The robe she held in her hand, she held it out, looked it up, and nodded.

Our conversation turned. “And, uh … spacing out?” she turned to me again. “I asked you a question earlier.”

With her robe, then, she quickly scurried behind the screen of her room divider.

And from the other side of it, still near the window, I barely even saw her silhouette, now.

In a minute or so, she was dressed even though not fully. A robe and only a robe wasn’t enough, after all. When you’re a princess, you need more than that. With plenty of other garments here and there–only then would you be ready.

But she still got out of her quickly-improvised hideout. From behind the dressing screen, she briskly walked to me, looked down at me, crossed her arms, squinted her eyes, thought to herself … and eventually flicked my forehead; “Ouch.”

“Hello there? Always spacing out, aren’t we?” she shook her head, scoffing. “There, you can sit on that stool.”

As busy as she was, she then got to the main door giving to her apartments. Feeling around and moving superfluous objects about upon some shelf, next to her, she grabbed a key before she locked the door up.

“Well?” she turned towards me yet another time. “Will you tell me, Emerald?”

“… I’d rather sit on the bed–can I?”

I meekly asked, laying out the field for what had to come.