Genius Scammers Want to Live in Rack Even When Reborn (Old Title: Different Worlds (Inchi Ki) Heroes)

"Are you serious, Celia? I just said it without thinking deeply..."

"No, I'm not."

Mr. Celia denies my words with her hands on her chin.

Then he shut up for a few seconds with his imaginary face and then nodded, pointing his index finger at Mr. Steer.

"Try to sort things out. First of all, we have to hide Stia's presence no matter what we do. This is the absolute condition."

Next, thumbs up and point it at me.

"And the goal will be to escape the King's Capital once the conditions have been met. What was preventing you from achieving that goal?

"Mr. Steer can't see his face."

"We're going to take another step. Why can't you show your face?

"Hiya! Uh, because you don't reveal who I am or who I am."

Suddenly Mr. Stia, who was told the story, opened his mouth with a slight wolf.

"So you don't mind if I show you my face if I don't find out who I am? And now Leisha saw her face once, didn't she? That's why I knew you looked just like Christina."

I snort and look at Mr. Steer.

Ms. Stia lay down her face for a while and cruised, then dropped her shoulder and nodded slightly as she gave up.

"Yes, it's a pretty dangerous act, so I'd like to avoid it if possible..."

Still, Mr. Steer took the hat he was wearing.

"I wouldn't be here right now if Mr. Rosie hadn't helped me. … a little bit, you have to take the risk too"

"... I see"

Celia, who squealed so small, urges Stia to put her hat back.

"You are now a Lotus student with Rosie, and Rosie will be ruined with you if there is anything that reveals who you are."

"So I'm not the only one at risk."

"I'm telling you to be absolutely successful and bring that man back here."

When Celia said that without changing her expression, she coughed up one thing and turned her gaze to me.

"... I mean, it looks impossible because I'm trying to get away with Stia, who's not supposed to be in King's Capital. But if she's Christina, all the problems will be cleared up. Wouldn't you?

"Uh... yes, I see that Celia is very worried about Rosie"

"Well, not as good as you"

Celia turning that way starts walking straight.

"Where are you going?

"There is a spare for the school uniform in the" Ginkansen Light ". I can't prove my identity with that, but it's better than without it."

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When we get to the "Silver Candle Light," we wake up the kids who work in the lodging and have them unlocked.

He seemed to wonder what he was doing here so early in the morning, but for Rosie's sake, there was no further prying.

Invite Stia into the store and keep going to the room she is using instead of the dressing room.

And me and Celia helped out. I was in a hurry to get dressed.

"It looks exactly like this," he said.

As I was finishing Mr. Steer's hair, Celia, peering into the mirror from behind, said she was smudged.

"Yes, that's fine, Mr. Stia."

"This is the uniform..."

Stia in her school robe is circling in front of her.

It was like the first time I wore a uniform, and I felt nostalgic watching it.

"How are you feeling? If there's anything weird, say it."

"No, I'm fine. I feel a little bit empty in my chest."

"... leave me alone"

I grin bitterly at Celia, who blushes, while grabbing Stia's hand, who looks a little floated.

So you returned it to me, and Ms. Stia tied her mouth in embarrassment and lowered her head gently.

"Sorry, I really wanted to entertain you a little bit more"

"Yes, no, it's me... I'm so excited to say this is the time..."

That's how I head to the back door to leave the "Silver Candle Light”.

The store is noisier, but is something wrong?

"Mr. Riesha, wait a minute"

It was one of Laran's children, Joshua.

He stopped by for a small run and handed me a paper bag.

"I beat them all up now and made something to eat while I was walking"

"Huh? Yeah, thanks. But why?"

"Something happens to the owner, right?

Dokiri.

"Not as good as the owner, but we've seen people and lived. That's about it."

……

"You don't have to tell me what's going on. Just tell the owner when you see him. We'll protect the store."

"... yeah, okay"

Joshua, who raised the edge of his mouth and laughed, returns to the store without saying anything more.

It smelled good of roasted bread from the clammy, ringing paper bags.