The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

93 – 30 Ways to Seduce a Man

Naturally, I thought there wouldn’t be any, but surprisingly, there was.

What more can I say? That person was Yuna.

“Yuna, is the food in the mansion insufficient…?”

Arian asked in astonishment as he watched her inhale the food like a vacuum cleaner.

Yuna swallowed what was in her mouth and answered.

“Huh? Not really.”

“Then the amount you just ate is…?”

“There’s always a separate stomach for snacks.”

Yuna nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world, adding a hum for emphasis.

‘Do people usually say such things in this situation…?’

If it were something like a sweet cake, I might understand, but saying that while eating skewers was just absurd.

Moreover, considering the amount she ate, it was enough to make one suspect she had a pocket dimension in her stomach.

No matter how you think about it, it’s not an amount a human could eat.

But well, it wasn’t particularly surprising.

After all, it was something I had experienced countless times.

And fortunately, Arian seemed to have adapted well too.

“Oh, I see…”

Arian nodded vaguely with a dazed look in his eyes.

It seemed he had given up on thinking.

Indeed, it’s tiring to care about such things, so it was an appropriate reaction.

“Thank you for the meal!”

Finally, Yuna, having finished her meal, bowed her head to the street vendor.

He also bowed his head in return.

“I should be the one thanking you. It’s been a while since I’ve felt such enthusiasm. And I’m also happy that you enjoyed the food so much.”

He had been sweating profusely, grilling the skewers to match Yuna’s eating speed, so if anything, it could be called enthusiasm.

And as he said, Yuna really did eat deliciously. To the point where anyone watching would want to eat too.

If she were to become a home shopping advertisement model, I bet the products would sell out in an instant.

With that, Franz and his group, who had paused for a moment, left the pile of wooden skewers behind and resumed their tour of the village.

Franz asked Yuna, who was smiling contentedly.

“Yuna, are you satisfied?”

“Yeah, I ate really well.”

Yuna said this as she tried to pat her belly heartily, as she usually did.

Just like how older men would pat their bellies with a thump-thump.

But as her hand was about to touch her belly, she hesitated and stopped.

Her gaze, filled with unease, turned towards Franz.

“Franz, do men dislike things like this…?”

“What’s that?”

“You know, like patting your belly and lying down like old men do.”

“I think it depends on the person, but generally, most men probably wouldn’t like it, right?”

“Oh, I see…”

Yuna awkwardly clenched and unclenched her hands.

Thinking about how strange she might have seemed to Franz until now made her feel uneasy.

But in reality, Franz didn’t think anything of it.

He was so used to seeing Yuna like that from the beginning that it didn’t bother him at all.

And depending on the relationship, if they liked each other, patting one’s belly could be seen as a cute gesture.

Yuna’s questions continued for quite a while after that.

“Do you not like women who eat a lot?”

“Well, I haven’t really thought about it. But I guess moderation is best for everything, right?”

“What about women who like to be active and move around?”

“Isn’t that positive and good? It’s a bit much if someone stays cooped up in a room all the time. But if they asked me to go hiking or something, that might be a bit much.”

“What about women who have bad sleeping habits?”

“I don’t think it would really matter…”

What was she so curious about?

Franz naturally continued answering as the conversation flowed, but he had no idea what Yuna’s intentions were.

There was one more thing he didn’t know.

The other three, besides Yuna, were also listening to the conversation with bated breath.

It was about Franz’s taste in women, after all.

They had to remember it somehow.

How long had they been walking while talking like this?

Suddenly, a shop caught Franz’s eye.

“Hey guys, let’s go over there for a moment.”

At Franz’s words, the group naturally headed in that direction.

As soon as they opened the door and entered the shop, the unique scent of paper wafted through the air.

Books filled every corner they turned to, and it was clear that Franz had led them to none other than a bookstore.

‘Just in case, I should take a look around.’

Franz, who had no particular interest in reading, had come to the bookstore to find books on magic.

Of course, most magic books were kept in the Magic Tower.

From very old ones to the most recently written ones, they were all there.

That was the history of magic itself.

However, there might be magic books hidden in places like this, so it wouldn’t hurt to check.

“I’ll look around to see if there’s anything I’m looking for, so you guys take a look around too.”

With that, Franz began searching for magic books.

Fortunately, the bookstore owner had organized the books by genre, so it didn’t seem like it would take too long.

As Franz left, the remaining four began to look around casually.

None of them had any interest in books, so they were just trying to kill time.

Then, at some point.

Yuna, Justia, Arian.

The three of them turned their gaze to one spot.

[30 Ways to Seduce a Man.]

If the word “vulgar woman” ever reached Franz’s ears, there was a possibility that he would turn away rather than be tempted.

“I just misplaced my step because I almost fell, okay?”

It was Justia who first made an excuse.

As she held the position of a saint, she had to be even more cautious.

“Th-that’s right. I just reached out to look at the book next to me and my hand slipped.”

Arian followed with her own excuse.

As a member of the highest nobility, the duke’s family, she couldn’t possibly confess honestly.

But there was one person.

Someone who was unfazed.

“Really? Then I’ll buy it.”

Yuna said as she picked up the book.

While the nobles still clung to outdated notions about women and men, among the commoners, such culture had long disappeared.

Nowadays, commoners approached each other first if they liked each other, regardless of gender, so Yuna had no reason to hesitate.

But there were two who wouldn’t just stand by and watch.

“Yuna, what are you planning to do with that book?”

“The Tower Master said he likes modest women.”

For the first time, Arian and Justia, who always bickered, joined forces to stop Yuna’s outrageous act.

If I can’t do it, neither can you. It was a truly petty thought, but now was not the time to worry about such things.

“Well, if you buy a book, of course, you’ll read it, right? And it has nothing to do with Franz, does it?”

“Well, that’s obviously true, but…?”

“Y-yeah, but still…”

Yuna’s confident answer left the two speechless.

They couldn’t say out loud, “You’re planning to read that book and pounce on Franz, aren’t you?”

It was wrong to suspect someone for something that hadn’t even happened yet.

It was then.

“Huh? Did you find an interesting book or something?”

The most confused person added to the chaotic situation.

Hera appeared, tilting her head with a book in her hand.

“N-no, it’s nothing. More importantly, Hera, what book do you have in your hand?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

Hera, flustered, hid the book behind her, but everyone had already seen the title.

[Loved the Slave More Than the Wife.]

More Than the Wife, the Slave.

It was a title that could indeed bring a storm of blood into the household.

But at the same time, it was a book that suited her well.

Meanwhile, Franz, knowing nothing, was just engrossed in looking for a book.

Unaware of what was about to happen.

Time flowed and flowed, and it was that night.

Franz, tired from wandering around the village all day, tried to go to bed straight away, but he couldn’t.

Knock, knock-.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

As Franz rose from the bed, a voice came from beyond the door at the same time.

“It’s Justia. Can I come in?”

What on earth could it be at this hour?

Franz thought so and answered.

“Come in.”