I was in a good mood on the road to Jayanne.
Because I was able to confirm in my case with Plain Son that I had grown significantly compared to when I had just arrived in the Wang capital and that I no longer had the strength of a different dimension.
(body, light)
Walking, doing shadowboxing impersonations.
(My body traces the line as I thought)
To the shadow boxing that goes on, people walking around creep up, distance themselves and avoid them.
But I'm not in the mood for that.
"... I wonder what you're doing, you"
Suddenly, I was called out.
Turning to his voice, there stood an exploding bottom sister with a frightened face.
It is private clothing.
He has a dark dark dark piece with a short cream cardigan and a flax tote bag on his hand.
Looks like Mr. OL on his way to work. It's also different fun from a costume like Cheer Girl on the usual time patrol.
"... to the store, I thought I'd go get my jacket"
Push, stop shadowboxing.
At the same time, he realizes he was shadowboxing on the street and looks around in a hurry.
The surrounding passers-by avoid me, take the distance and pass by. From time to time, Chirali and the gaze sent here, obviously, was to see the freak.
I said, blushing and the bumps looked bad.
Yesterday, the coat that got dirty with the diarrhea was sent to the store for cleaning.
Oh, yeah, and then your sister goes on.
"Yesterday, we caught some bad guys, and it looks like you've been doing a lot of good work."
"No, because the symptoms are similar, the cause is the same, and I just told the store people."
In fact, yes.
I, other than that, was just watching it faraway.
Yeah, your sister says, but she doesn't seem convinced.
"By the way, are you off today"
I'll change the story, admiring your sister's personal clothes.
"No, I'm not. We're going to the store."
The store, I said, I was curious.
Because I could see a tote bag with some fine fitting books in it.
Will I even read the book while sitting in the sideline seat?
My sister, who noticed my gaze, said, oh, this, and explained it to me.
"I'm going back to school. I'm on my way to the store directly from school."
(... students?! No, I'm sure she's about the age of a college girl... Before that, can I blame you for that?!
My sister, who mistook me by surprise, says a little dissatisfied.
"Oh, I'm still a student at the Royal School of Magic."
(Royal School of Magic? By name, you're the highest school in magic, no matter what you think)
I'm stunned.
This surprise is similar to when I was 28, when I first met someone from East College.
I, the country guy, remember the excitement of watching the entertainers on TV live at that time.
"Here's the proof."
Your sister seems satisfied with my surprised face, and now she's a little better at pointing to her chest.
There was a brooch of emeralds, inspired by green leaves and white canes.
Probably a chapter in the Royal School of Magic.
"If you stop here, you're in the way of traffic. Let's go together."
That said, your sister takes my arm.
I walked out to the store with him, pulling my hand.
"Um, did you mean you're a student at the Royal School of Magic, and it was okay to talk about it?
I got worried while I was in HR.
"What do you mean, it's okay?
There is no cloudiness in the way your sister inquires in a strange way. Seriously, you don't seem to know what I'm worried about.
I'm there, I finally realize. That this was a different world.
I was really thinking about it when I was in Japan. So what your sister said earlier, in me, was translated like this.
"I just finished my college lecture and I'm going to be a part time soap"
My feeling is that this is not a good statement for a college girl to say in the middle of a street with a lot of passers-by at some point in the day. Moreover,
"What, can't you believe I'm a college student? Look, this, evidence. Heh heh, surprised? He was a student at the Royal School of Magic."
I'm proud of my school.
An active East College beauty says she's going to be working part-time with soap. And in public.
Me, it's impossible. But in this world, I guess there is.
In retrospect, there was no darkness as if they were attracted to their work when they dealt with them in a whorehouse.
On the contrary, some worked with high pride, like teaching light patrols.
I guess in this world, working in a whorehouse isn't something you can't say in public.
On the contrary, maybe it's something you can be proud of.
Young, beautiful, stylish, skilled, it's a profession that only people in demand want.
"Oh, excuse me. I was wrong about something."
I laugh and deceive.
From over your sister's head, you still say "?" Mark didn't disappear, but he didn't ask any more.
Afterwards, walk in chatter.
"Research materials, books, they cost a lot of money."
Says your sister. They work part-time in Jayanne to cover the costs of non-tuition in college and to make life easier.
My imagination just now was a hit.
Jobs at whorehouses are popular, and many girls can't hire me if they want to.
They also have a good income.
And that means I got a job with a high multiplier, which also seems to have a status. Is it like Anna, a Japanese woman?
Sensibly, the premier whorehouse in Wangdu, such as Jayanne, is the Tokyo Keys Bureau. Did a second-class whorehouse in Wangdu or a first-class whorehouse in the province just say, "Regional Bureau"?
Also, the go-go bar seems to fall largely out of the whorehouse.
"I work for a short time, so it's no big deal. The kid who's making money, he's making money."
Sure, your sister doesn't feel like she's in the sideline much.
I haven't seen it particularly early after the store opened. Probably because I hang with students.
And again, instructional light patrols are with top notch.
He said he had been ill for a while now and had lost his job, but now he works just like before, so much so that he would be a threat to other kids.
"By the way, it's a different story."
Just now, about catching a bad guy and doing great, I'll keep saying.
"You say you're not that active, but the store doesn't seem to think so"
Really? Well, if you look at the concierge at that time, you will.
"I think I'm thinking of thanking you."
So your sister smiled meaningfully.
"Specifically, I'm thinking about having you play with a girl at the store."
Hmm. I haven't had a problem with the money, so it doesn't really taste hard to get one play free, but I should honestly take it here and put it down.
I'm grateful to them. It should not be left undone.
"So, how about me? If you like, that's what we'll talk about."
Fluffing a dark piece, your sister turns this way and smiles.
to that sight. I couldn't help but notice.
There's no way I can do such rude things as be invited by such an attractive woman to show her a little hesitation or thought.
"Please!
Answer immediately as you tighten the look that was loose.
"Well, that's settled. This time, I'm not going to go like this, just be prepared."
With that said, your sister pressed a rich, soft and highly elastic weapon (Weapon) on my arms.
After all, he seems to care a lot about this previous draw.
And I notice something serious.
(This is the first time in my life that I've ever been to work with, isn't it?
Tauro's Life Experience was added another point.