Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

Arriving in the destination inland city, Yangichi checked into a luxury hotel close to the station.

I could have stayed there, but if it wasn't for a somewhat higher grade hotel, I would have had to choose a luxury hotel because there were cameras in the rooms.

I don't have any trouble being seen because I just sleep, but I don't feel good about it either.

"Huh... Do you want to take a bath and sleep?"

There was also the fatigue of the long journey, and Yaichi indulged in a large bathroom in vain, and slept immediately that night.

The next day, after breakfast at the hotel, Yaichi bragged the town.

At this time, he was wearing a demonic prop with a mild perception inhibitory effect.

There were massive air strikes around here earlier in the war, because they heard anti-Japanese sentiment was high.

You won't be unconditionally entangled because you're Japanese, but only keep the seeds of trouble low.

"Hey, you! Are you a tourist?

Nevertheless, those who realize that they are not local people will notice, and those who become involved will become involved.

"Oh, yeah, but"

"Where did you come from?

"From the east"

He replied that he had come from there because he was given the name of the first coastal city to get off.

I'm not lying.

"What do you say, what about this town? It would be more amazing than that!

And your attitude softened considerably when you saw Yaichi, who speaks local fluently, as your companion.

"Right. I think it's developing really well."

This was Yangichi's honest opinion.

The new town means that cutting-edge technology is used everywhere.

Is it a success that has been developed in a semi-force and rapid manner, led by the government?

"Ha ha! You bet. You bet! Well, enjoy yourselves."

"Oh, let me do that."

Face verification payments seem very difficult when this happens.

If you put out a card in a store or something, you'll soon find out that you're Japanese, but if you don't face to face with the clerk, you're not at risk of ID exposure.

Personal information obtained from facial authentication is also rarely known to the end-of-the-life locals, as it is basically aggregated into the operators and governments of payment services.

Thanks to excessive information control, Yaichi was able to walk the town comfortably.

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After walking through town until evening, I took a temporary sleep at the hotel once and went outside again.

Yaichi, dressed in a suit previously tailored for him in the town of the casino, was visiting a luxury restaurant in the heart of town.

"This is Fujido I was booking"

"I've been waiting for you. Please come this way."

Indulge in course cuisine in a guided private room.

The purpose of coming here is not to eat.

but I came to a good restaurant because of it, so you should enjoy your meal too.

They say you can't fight when you're hungry.

"Thank you very much. Thank you very much."

Yaichi, who enjoyed all the way to dessert, just decided to get down to business.

"Excuse me, but I need you to call someone"

"Are you a chef? If that's the case, just a moment."

"Uh, no, I didn't, uh, I got a woman."

The look on the woman's face becomes a little stiff.

"Shh... no, can you call Mr. Jean Chelsea?

Asked so, Yaichi handed over a bunch of banknotes to the service.

"Yes, I did."

Knowing Yangichi's intentions, a servant woman smiles a little lusciously.

Receiving the note, she gently graced back.

It's a town where cashless went, but that's not why cash lost its value.

Immediately after a glass of champagne was carried, one woman appeared in front of Yangichi after being waited for about five minutes.

She is a woman in a chinese dress with chestnut hair doughed together on both sides.

A fleshy thigh peeked from a skirt with a deep slit.

"You're the one who nominated the eagle, Al?

And the woman uttered a very queasy Japanese (...).

"Oh. I need to talk to you for a second."

"You don't have to tell me what it's for, Al. All Japanese are sketchy."

On the face of it, it's just a restaurant, but there was also a service here that could nominate women.

In doing so, I have to give the woman's name in person, so I need a regular introduction to how to pack it up and become regular again and again.

Even cheap courses require average monthly income for Japanese people, so it's hard to pack through.

However, thanks to that system, Yaichi, with [appraisal +], was able to nominate her even at first sight.

"You know very well that I'm Japanese. I can't find out much."

"I won't let the eagle's eyes deceive you, Al! I just wanted to say that if I booked Fujido under the Japanese Round Name, it would be obvious."

"Right. By the way, that way of talking, what?

Before getting to the point, Yaichi decided to ask what was bothering her first.

"I was taught that Japanese uke is good, Al Yoo"

"So, you studied on purpose?

"Yes Al. Al studied after watching all the Japanese cartoons."

"... by the way, what animation?

"Uh, hey, if you wear water, you're gonna be a cat, and the girl who's always got an umbrella spitting on you, Al."

"Uh... uh, well, yeah. What can I call you? Mr. Jean? Mr. Chelsea?

What a tough answer to comment, Yaichi changed the subject a little forcefully.

"Chelsea's fine, Al. I don't need you."

With that said, Chelsea spanned Yangichi's lap and held him fluffy.

The smell of perfume tickles my nose.

"So, where do you do Al? Customer's room? There's room in the back, too, right? Of course, if you want to be here, that too..."

I want to talk slowly, so I want to stay away from her base if I can.

"Well, in my room..."

So when I tried to invite her to the hotel room, the lights in the store went out all the time.

"Oh, it's getting dark. What is it, Al?

"Uh, like a store performance or something?

"I can't play like this."

Not so much, it had a pale light that looked like an emergency light.

If you are Yaichi at night, you can move freely, but the average person will see little around you.

Now thinking about what's going on, Gashan! and heard the broken glass, followed by rough footsteps.

More tables and chairs fall, glasses and plates continue to sound broken, and screaming and yelling begin to mix there.

"Robbery?"

"Come on, Arnab."

Apparently, he's under some kind of raid.

No matter how much surveillance you tighten up, it doesn't look like the crime will go away.

Still, what a bad time.

"Find Chelsea now!

"Hey you! Where's Jen Chency?!?

In the meantime, I hear the other side needs the same opponent as Yaichi.

"Looks like I'm looking for you, though?

"All I know of eagles are good people, Al. Probably not!

Seriously or not. When I said that, an old woman appeared from the back.

"Chelsea, I'm sorry, can you just get out of here?"

"Oh, you're offering a weak woman to those rough people?

The way Chelsea speaks probably got involved because she speaks local language.

"You're not gonna stick around!

"You're one of them, aren't you? Please protect me."

"What's with you guys! I hired him because he's so smart with Old Huang, but I can't believe Tanchao is such a hassle... you don't have a free one!

The moment she heard the word Tanchao, Chelsea crooked her mouth and smashed her tongue, but immediately changed her expression.

"Don't bring it. Just go! And I'm charging Lao Huang for this loss."

"Yes, yes, whatever you want"

So Chelsea stood up all the way away from Yangichi.

"Sorry customer, I could use some wild air, Al"

"Before I do, I'd like to ask, what's Tanchao?

To Yangichi's inquiry, Chelsea opens her eyes wide.

"Ayer, customer, do you understand this language, Al?

"You can talk so much you won't find out if you're Japanese."

"Yes. Then would it be better to talk this way?

"Either way."

"Oh yeah? Ma, whatever. Please stay here. Forget about Tanchao because the Japanese don't have to know."

So Chelsea turns to the old lady.

"Whatever I am, my customers will protect me, right?

"Oh, it would be tough if something happened to a customer."

Apparently, Yaichi, the customer, will be disappointed.

"Well, you're coming."

"Wait."

Chelsea called to stop trying to walk out, Yaichi stood up.

"Let's go, too. I'm sorry, but I'm a client here."