I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

Chapter 169: The Thief Is First-Class, But The Pussy Is Third-Class (1)

“Ha… Ian… you… crazy bastard…”

Evelyn shook her head, looking as if she couldn’t believe it.

Ian’s sexual prowess seemed to improve to the point where one might suspect he only ate and had sex.

Now, if Ian threatened her with his dick, it would be seriously intimidating.

‘No! My mom had my dad under control, why can’t I do the same!’

It was not just a matter of stamina.

Even though Ian had good stamina, it couldn’t be better than her father who was blessed with a ‘physical’ blessing.

Swoosh—

Glancing downwards, she saw semen that hadn’t been fully contained dripping from her vagina.

She knew it was a luxurious worry.

After all, being able to feel pleasure from sex with a man she loved was a tremendous blessing.

But wasn’t this going too far!!

Biting her teeth hard and trying to impose a martial law on her vagina, she felt a bit resentful as it got disarmed in just two seconds.

“Evelyn.”

“…Why.”

“Can’t you stop hiding it and tell me now?”

“Tell you what?”

Evelyn blinked at Ian’s sudden question.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to tell; she just didn’t understand what he meant.

She had already confessed everything, so what else was there to say?

“You said you’d tell me what Ninetail stole.”

“Oh, that…”

Upon hearing the question, Evelyn gave a bitter smile.

Indeed, what Ninetail stole was something truly precious and important to her.

But…

It was also something she no longer needed.

“…Is it still hard to tell me?”

Seeing Ian ask with a worried look, Evelyn felt a playful urge.

‘Little shit… he’s cute.’

It wasn’t hard to tell him, but she wanted to see Ian fidget a bit more.

“…No, since I promised, I’ll tell you. It’s a contract.”

“A contract? …Ninetail stole that?”

“Yeah… well, it’s not exactly a treasure.”

“What kind of contract is it?”

“…It’s nothing special, but I guess you could say it’s a contract with the Marigold family’s fate at stake?”

“What? You call that nothing special? That’s incredibly important!!”

“Well, yes, but… it’s not like we can get it back from Ninetail. We should just forget about it…”

“Still… then at least tell the head of the family and Audrey…”

“No, don’t! Don’t make our parents worry unnecessarily.”

Evelyn lightly hit Ian’s chest.

She wasn’t lying.

It was important to her and in some ways, it was a contract with the Marigold family’s fate at stake.

But it wasn’t something to inform her parents about.

“But still…”

“I said it’s fine. Now, that’s the end of that talk! I’m going to wash up.”

“…Evelyn.”

“Ian, I said the conversation is over.”

“No, I meant, are you going to wash up already? …Are you not going to do it again?”

“Ha, you’re really a crazy bastard, aren’t you…”

Even as she said that, Evelyn smiled mischievously, not minding it at all.

Peck-

Evelyn kissed Ian’s cheek lightly and said,

“It’s almost dinner time. Now that they’ve seen you’re here, my parents will ask us to eat together. How can you go like this?”

Honestly, her legs were about to give out right then.

If she did it with Ian one more time here, she was sure she wouldn’t get up until tomorrow morning.

“I’ll be back. You go wash up too.”

“Okay, I’ll be quick.”

After changing her clothes and wiping off the sweat in front of the mirror, Evelyn left the room.

Click—

“…”

Once Evelyn left, Ian’s smiling face hardened.

‘Something so important that Evelyn can’t even tell me about?’

Anger towards Ninetail bubbled up in him.

Honestly, being from a commoner background, he had somewhat supported Ninetail.

The normalization of corrupt nobles was like a dream for all commoners.

But this case was different.

The Marigold family had done nothing wrong, yet Ninetail stole a contract that could alter the family’s future out of personal greed.

…Then Ninetail was no longer a ‘phantom thief’ but just a ‘thief.’

“If Ninetail is going to act like that…”

Click- Click-

Search for posts: Never Get An A■

Using the gallery to expose personal information and threaten wasn’t exactly appealing, but…

“I’ll normalize you.”

The price for raiding the Marigold family’s warehouse would be steep.

“Hmm…”

Chloe Robellia rested her chin on her hand while browsing the gallery.

“What’s this… feels like my turn was skipped?”

She hadn’t been feeling great lately.

For some reason, she felt like the parts where she should appear were being taken by others, leaving her without attention.

Of course, being a phantom thief wasn’t about seeking attention…

But human psychology doesn’t like to lose attention once it’s been received.

The evidence was that Chloe had been active as Ninetail on the gallery rather than using her Never Get An A■ account lately.

[Author: ㅇㅇ(39.919)]

[Hehe, where should I raid next~?][14]

(Ninetail's loot pic.jpg)

Why are there so many bad nobles in this world hehe... there's not just one or two places to raid... hehe recommend some nobles worth raiding~

JustSayNiceThings■: Seriously, this Ninetail has turned into a total attention whore lol now he's just blatantly posting on the gallery lol if you're going to do this, change your nickname 𝑅å₦Ọ฿Èꞩ

ㄴㅇㅇ(177.96): Is that something you should say?

ㄴJustSayNiceThings■: What's this guy picking a fight for?

ㄴㅇㅇ(211.209): It's a bot, what else?

Mojito Deliveryman■: But why doesn't she touch the Redrose family? She raided Bluetulip once. Seriously, from just looking at how they threaten small business owners, Redrose is the epitome of corrupt nobility, isn't it?

ㄴPoporing■: The fact is, Bluetulip's main house has never been raided!! It was only taken from the villa when they moved the treasures for an exhibition!!

ㄴTenant Farmer Fan■: Yeah, yeah. But it's true that Bluetulip's platinum seal was stolen.

ㄴPoporing■: That's why I say!! It was taken cowardly while it was stored in the villa's safe for preservation magic!! If you don't know, study up a bit!!

ㄴMojito Deliveryman■: Bluetulip family got raided by Ninetail, right? lol lol lol Bluetulip family got raided by Ninetail, right? lol lol lol

ㄴSpace Dirt Spoon■: What reason do you think Ninetail can't raid the Golden Rose... must be lack of skill...

ㄴMojito Deliveryman■: But he raided the platinum seal?

ㄴSpace Dirt Spoon■: lol lol lol lol Honestly, though we group them as the three primary colors, everyone knows Bluetulip is the lowest, right~

ㄴㅇㅇ(39.919): Hehe, sorry, but it's not about lack of skill, it's because I don't want to hurt people ^^

ㄴMojito Deliveryman■: ("Then die" says the dog meme)

“Ha, talking about lack of skill…”

Chloe let out a hollow laugh at the comments trying to provoke a response.

There’s no vault in this world that Ninetail couldn’t raid if no means or methods were off-limits!

However, Ninetail had a few rules as a phantom thief that had been strictly followed from the beginning.

The foremost among these rules was always this one:

Never hurt people.

Because they were not robbers, but phantom thieves.

Lightly knocking someone out with a tap to the back of the head was within the acceptable range, but they didn’t do anything that would leave lasting effects.

‘But to break into the Redrose vault, I can’t be choosy about methods.’

First of all, the difficulty of just approaching the vault was insane.

Redrose’s security magic was intricately linked, so even if you managed to disable one, another security spell would take its place, forcing you to start all over again.

‘Not to mention, the structure of the security magic changes at certain intervals.’

Ultimately, the only way to breach Redrose’s security magic was to disable all the security spells simultaneously within the time limit.

This was a challenging task even for Ninetail, but still, she was a legendary phantom thief.

With thorough preparation, it could be done.

However, the four guardians standing before the vault were truly impossible to deal with.

‘Docheol’, ‘Gunggi’, ‘Dool’, ‘Hondon’

These individuals, known as the Four Evils, were elite soldiers raised at astronomical costs by the Redrose family.

Naturally, they were equipped with an array of resistance artifacts, making ‘sleep’ or ‘knockout’ tactics ineffective.

‘Well… if I really tried, I could break through that too.’

The best defense was offense, as the saying went, it’s not for nothing.

Rather than having to block 100 attacks, one successful attack was advantageous.

‘But it’s too risky.’

No matter how positively you calculated it, there would be casualties.

Calling them casualties was generous; they could easily become fatalities.

“Phew… No, this isn’t right. I shouldn’t do this.”

Chloe sighed as she ran through scenarios in her head.

If she could raid the Golden Rose, she could become a superstar not just on the gallery but across the empire…

But there’s no treasure in this world worth hurting people to obtain.

“Then I should change and head out… huh?”

As Chloe was about to close the gallery and return as Ninetail, a new notification appeared before her.

ㅇㅇ(89.74): I know your true identity.

“Ha… What’s this about now?”

ㄴNever Get An A■: What? ㅠㅠㅠ What does that mean? ㅠㅠㅠ

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): No need to pretend you don't know.

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): LOL, R U real?

“…!!”

To someone else, this might have seemed like nonsense, but Chloe immediately understood.

LOL, R U real?

Chloe Robellia

Because that was her name.

‘Calm down. It’s nothing.’

Yes, even if this person somehow figured out her name, Chloe, it wasn’t that important.

She hadn’t written anything that could cause serious controversy under her fixed nickname to prepare for such an eventuality.

Even if all the posts Never Get An A■ had written on the gallery were to spread throughout the Sacred Academy, it would only be a minor incident, not a serious problem.

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): Or should I call you by another name?

But as if anticipating this, the anonymous user added another comment.

“…No way?”

There was only one other name by which Chloe could be called.

ㄴNever Get An A■: Huh ㅜㅜㅜ What do you mean by another name?

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): You should know better, right? If you keep pretending to be clueless, I'll have no choice but to use other methods.

“…”

Even if they didn’t know she was Ninetail, at least Chloe Robellia had been identified.

Provoking them further here would not be wise.

ㄴNever Get An A■: Ah ㅜㅜ Why are you doing this to me ㅜㅜ I'm just a poor college student ㅜㅜ I only have 140,000 Eris in my account ㅜㅜㅜㅜ

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): This isn't something to discuss on the gallery.

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): Three days from now, outside the professor's office at Sacred Academy.

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): You're free to come or not, but I'll write freely then.

ㄴNever Get An A■: ㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜ Why are you like this ㅜㅜㅜ I'm going to report you ㅜㅜㅜ

ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): Ah, you should delete this post. Before someone sees it.

“No, wait!!”

Chloe tried to reply to hold onto the anonymous user, but…

[This comment has been deleted.]

The anonymous user had already deleted the comment and disappeared.

“Ha. What’s happening all of a sudden?”

Logically, there would be no evidence to prove Chloe = Ninetail.

Ninetail was not so amateurish as to leave behind evidence that could reveal her identity.

But if, just if, this person indeed knew everything already?

“…Should I run?”

Chloe sighed as she looked at her wardrobe.

Having an escape route prepared was also one of the fundamentals for a phantom thief.

If she packed her bags and left the empire now, she could start a new life with a new name and identity.

Judging coldly, this would be the right choice.

There’s no need to take unnecessary risks.

Yes…

She knew that…

“No!!! My thesis!!! How could I have passed that!!!”

The problem was, if she had to abandon the name Chloe, she would naturally have to leave her thesis behind as well.

It was a thesis that had finally been accepted after a long period of humiliation and oppression.

If nothing else, she wanted to protect this at all costs.

“I guess I have no choice but to meet them…”

Chloe chewed on her fingernails.

She still didn’t know what the other party wanted.@@novelbin@@

From the tone, they didn’t seem particularly friendly…

But whether it was for negotiation or threats, she felt she had no option but to meet them.