The Heaven Kingdom's
THK—Masculin

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‘There is a shrimp behind bakwan’ that is a very popular term in my world to show an attitude of someone who does good if there is just want.

Yeah, like Alexander. This handsome king of fantasy worlds bribed me with delicious food just to follow his command. How not to share, when he told me to pretend to be a woman who guards the body alias prostitution*r just so that it can enter into a shop that is equipped with strict guard.

“You are crazy Your Majesty the King!?” My whisper was full of emphasis.

“You promised to obey my orders, right?” His whispers were slow, his eyes could not be separated from the activities in the shophouse that we are currently monitoring.

“True, but why should be a prostitute—“ My protest sentence in his cut.

“Quite, I didn't tell you to really sell yourself in there. Just pretend so we can enter without checking”, he said firmly do not want to be denied.

I grinned slowly “What are we going to do to get into that shophouse? You want to hunt beautiful women?” Ask me full of questions. After watching the shophouse for a few minutes, I am sure that the activities that occur there are not far from a group of humans who hunt each other to vent their sexual desires.

Alexander immediately turned his attention to me once he heard the question accusing me “Talk like that again, I will slash your head” Threaten him with a serious face.

It makes me shiver, why can't he be joked.

All right, I have to understand if he really has to do something important in there instead of hunting comfort women.

I breathed heavily after making a heavy decision as well, I took off his burly arms that had been perched sweetly on my waist either since when I was unconscious.

She turns “What's wrong?” Ask him not happy.

“What are you doing?” Tanya doesn't like it.

“See it!” I pointed at a woman who was facing the shopkeeper.

”Comforter women have to look sexy to attract customers, like she” I still pointed at the woman, she said, women who wear a bright red dress that is tight to form curves of her body perfectly do not forget the high part of the dress to show her smooth white legs and then the hemisphere in the low chest makes the appearance of the woman seemed to tempt the weak.

“Then?” Her question still did not understand my purpose in appointing the woman.

“Yes I want to imitate him to explore the role, don't you want to enter without strict manipulation? Just look at the woman is immediately welcome to enter” said I while busy tidying my hair.

Alexander was staring at me.

“Do we need to find a dress of the sketch first so that the maximum disguise?”

“NO!” His cry is beaver.

“Why? I think it's a good idea that we can enter quickly” Answer I was confused to see Alexander who looked angry for some reason.

“No sexy dress!” Strictly while pulling the roll of my hair that is neat.

“Why the hell!?” I snapped annoyed, not accepting that he was ruining my hairdo.

“Tick your hair and put your cloak back on Miss Weasly!” His words are full of emphasis.

“Tap—“ I haven't had time to protest, her big hands have already pulled the rough hood of my robe and put on her impatiently cover my head. Not only that, he also raised the scarf that was slung around my neck to cover part of my face.

“You are not a real comfort woman” She said again after being satisfied with the results of her hands that made my appearance more closed than before.

“Where is prostitution*r who only shows his eyes like this!!” I cried not to accept.

“Shut up and just follow me”