Failed.

I've never resented myself so much for being a woman.

It's unpleasant to be raided by a herd of beasts who mistake themselves for hot men where they were feeling the happiness of the world by gathering information and eating Mandragola skewers in the Devil's Capital.

A man of this magnitude, a touch of armor sleeve without the use of a pistol.

But it's not a good idea to get attention when you do that in the middle of the Devil's Capital.

When I was thinking about how I could cut through smartly, or direct him to a blind spot and shoot him.

"- What are you doing?

For the first time, I realized the existence of the "God" and the Dollar that mankind worships.

Woman in military uniform, werewolf. Normally, that would be enough destructive power for an impudent person.

But it seems that only the fact that "woman" is highlighted by the idiot.

"Oh? Oh, my God, I'm not interrupting a dog."

"... ho"

Yeah, he's a bad hand, apparently.

The fate of the men was exhausted at this time. I want my life count to run out as it is.

Less than a minute later, incompetence disappeared.

It's due to the warmth of a werewolf woman, even if she just didn't wipe her legs off.

She looked back and looked at me, like she wanted to say that she had finished her job.

Shit.

I should have left here while I was pushing her into trouble. This one is no better than a bad man to meet with a uniformed soldier I am a spy.

... No, on the contrary, is it a good opportunity?

Certainly a risk but also a return. Can we use her for an example assassination order?

Besides, if it really bothers you, you can kill it.

"Are you all right?

"Uh, yeah. Thank you. Oh, uh, something to thank you for..."

If that's the case, I'll have to feed her later with the money Gin gave me.

All you have to do is thank her, have a conversation that has nothing to do and no other love, and deepen your "friendship" with her.

I told her I didn't need to thank her. I "really" or "I was anxious to have no friends in the Devil's Capital" or acting like a little girl from the country (actually, I am), and I told her.

"... Well, it's a holiday. Sweet for your words."

Is it quite stupid or madman to be in uniform despite the holidays?

Well, as for this one, it was convenient.

"Oh. I'm late for my offer. My name is Sophia Wolfe. As you can see, I'm a soldier."

"Are you a soldier, that's why you're strong!

"Yes, no. Not so much. Besides, I'm with the Army Station Bureau, the rear desk."

...... yeah? What did he just say?

"Barracks? What, could it be from that human?

"Yep. You know very well...... you're famous, aren't you? He's the only one in the Demon King's Army."

...... heh.

This is good. God still exists.

The Demons would have lived a little longer had they believed in God, not the Demon King.

"So, uh, can you tell me your name, too, if you like?

"Yes! I'm Co-"

Colette Iceberg. That's what I said, and I stopped.

I'm a spy. What do you do with your real name?

This is the Devil's City. Regardless if you're dealing with a deranged old woman in a rural town, her real name isn't good for the target's associates.

"... what's up?

"Yes, no, I got a bit stuck in my throat..."

I say that and desperately think of a pseudonym.

If this is the case, I wish I had let Jin think about it and now I regret it.

"I say Cornelia Callein. Um, nice to meet you."

"Yes, let's get along"

Yeah, really. I'm glad you're getting along.

You want me to help you shoot your boss?