My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

Three days passed when I was taken care of at Grandma Adiro's mansion, the manager of the whorehouse district.

Fortunately, Grandma Adiro didn't go out, so I walked every corner of Whorehouse Street in the last three days.

- In made-up clothes.

This is also an impression on the surroundings.

It is also an act of spreading my role: "The man of Adiro's mansion who cows this place".

If you get my position right around you, at least, there won't be any trouble showing up to tangle with me around here.

'Cause he's a manager's associate.

Anyone would think as much about retaliation going.

Fortunately again, all the servants in Grandma Adiro's mansion seem to be men, and few seem to know them, so they have succeeded in properly informing them that they are "maids of girls glasses," I think.

If they whisper "I'm the guy in that outfit" or something, I might cry a little... never show the reality. I'm fine with women's clothing, but it hurts to point and laugh.

So far, I have three figures.

The first is just me as a hunter Ayle.

Well, I'll be off for a while.

The second is me as the escort and maid of honor that I am now dressed as.

This figure will dominate for a while.

The third is completely sealed "glasses" … I named them "masked glasses," me that nobody knows yet.

- Come to your room tonight, El.

"- I refuse."

Although there have been so many invitations from Lady Seviareau since I arrived at the table in this maid's guise for dinner on the first day I decided to take care of her, well, there are no problems. Not yet.

Granny Adiro also allowed me to act like this. "It's good because it's easy to understand in the sense of showing it inside and out," he said.

Well, he probably knows I want to hide who I am.

I arrived at the breakfast table wearing makeup and maid clothes that I was totally used to, and came back to my room when I heard what was planned for today.

I have no plans today.

"- Hey. The lady's gonna be around. Come quickly if you want to accompany me."

A sinister man's voice, along with a modest knock.

It is Dinawood.

He was just saying "watch out," often close to me.

I often come to see how things are going, and I often bring messages.

Why are you calling me?

Maybe the person who comes to this mansion and talks most is kind of Dinawood.

"Okay. I'll be right there."

Since yesterday, I have decided to accompany Seville around.

- What I've found out in the last three days is about Grandma Adiro's work.

I know you probably have a lot more hands spread out behind you, but to the best of my knowledge, it's still more accurate to say that you're a compiler of whorehouses in this area... No, rulers, I guess.

Instead of collecting some of the money I earned in each store, it seems pretty much the same way back society did what I asked my master to do: deal with rubbing and problems.

It's called "having an ass".

Do you mean attached to the back of a belt of whorehouses, or a compulsory security business?

He's doing a job that feels like he's going to protect you instead of getting paid.

The reaction in the whorehouse district is, I guess, matimati.

Some were welcoming, others hated to pay and felt.

- You're a little relieved, aren't you?

Some people welcomed me when they heard I was from the Mansion, and others looked disgusted.

But that's not what it feels like, at least the fear of "ruling with unquestioned violence".

Few people had feelings like fright or fear.

I mean, I think that's what it is when you have a proper "pricey ass".

In retrospect, that's what I met Seville Law about, isn't it?

At that time, if I were to do harm to cuttlefish men and women, Seville Roe would have been my opponent.

Not the other way around.

Seville Roe was on my guard.

In the middle of her sight, she stumbled upon that sight and seemed to be watching me rub vigilantly.

I wouldn't change one complexion if I got tangled up by a guy with all that physique differences, and I wouldn't be upset. Obviously, there's something wrong with the reaction.

When I heard that, I thought it was enough for me too.

I do think my reaction is unusual.... I guess I'll react a little scared in the future. But I guess it's harder now. Because I was taught not to be influenced by emotions.

Grandma Adiro is "the manager of the whorehouse district".

So if they don't, they take the side of whorehouse city dwellers.

It is not the law or anything that governs it, only the matter of "protecting the whorehouse district".

And I guess the result of having been thorough about it is that mansion.

"- Is there a problem?

Leading Lady Seviareau, she follows her shoulder to shoulder with her escort, Tyran.

The main task around is to visit the store and see how it goes.

If anything happens, I'll deal with it, and if nothing happens, I'll go next.

There are many large and small shops, and the alley is much more built together.

I'm sure that adding the building after the postfix made the city unplanned without a sense of unity.

It took me three days anyway. I can just remember this way.

It's amazing, isn't it?

I just wanted it to be a little easier to remember.

"- Hey, lady, why don't you leave it with that kid? Can you sell it?

Sometimes I get invited to the whorehouse, but, well, I don't know if this is a problem either.

"- No. This is mine."

I don't remember it becoming yours, though.

"- Oh. Even girls are starting to look good?

"- This guy is special. Whatever it takes, it's not money."

Because you know for sure that you lose something important instead of money.

"- Look at that ass. It would be small and cute."

Would you not look at me with nasty eyes?

That's how we finish our morning rounds, we also hang out with our evening rounds, and it's night.

"... I guess it's time"

It is late at night.

I left the room wearing a frill-laden, pitch-black dress with lots of Villa Villa.

I hear these clothes are a gift for me.

I honestly don't need it, but it's the right shade to move in the middle of the night, so I decided to take advantage of it. Note that I don't plan on wearing it in front of her for life.

It is the middle of the night when even the bustling whorehouse city will be quiet.

The mansion, always quiet but lively, is filled with painful silence and falling asleep.

Walk in the dark hallway, killing footsteps.

"- Are you awake?

Standing in front of one door and knocking, there are signs of people moving inside.

"- At this hour what... what is that outfit..."

Dinawood, who opened the door and whispered and tried to complain, was surprised to see me in the dress.

Well, don't be surprised. Normal.

When I went to bed, I was surprised to see Dinawood with a pair of pants. You're such an elegant guy's bread... but you still have the goods. Is this the difference between birth?

"I'm going to go on an investigation to figure out the city. I called because it would be troublesome if I was suspected later. Then I'll be there."

"Wait. An investigation. For what?"

"It's part of the job, isn't it? Vaguely speaking, if you don't know about the geography of this country and the prominent buildings and roads, it can be difficult at times. I think it's the basics of escort."

"Can't you do it at noon?

"Because the noon stands out and I don't think we should leave this mansion very much"

"... ok. Go, but go back before it gets bright. Don't let anyone else see you going in and out of this mansion. That's what makes me suspicious."

"I will."

I still have thorns in my attitude and words, but you worry about me for once. If he's in a position, he'd rather be a source of suspicion than a reason to kick me out.

Fair enough.

Time is finite. Let's hurry.

"But that's awesome..."

"Leave the outfit alone"

I'm not even serious.

I know there are more suitable clothes, and if there are other clothes, I would definitely choose that one.

But this is all we have now.

"Mr. Dina, can you get me some clothes? For moving at night. I know myself I don't deserve a dress or something. It's hard to move. It's heavy."

"Do something yourself"

"Nice to meet you"

"Do something yourself."

All right, now we've got business. Let's go.

On the surface, I changed my glasses.

Yes, "masked glasses".

From the face to the head, cover it perfectly with some kind of black leather.

This is the first time I've ever been active tonight.

Whoever you see, whoever you see, you'll never find out it's me, it's the third completely hidden figure.

…………

I'm going to be very careful with people so that there are no rumors of "a hentai wearing a black mask on a black dress lately".

Shall we go, then?

Thus, he jumped out to a quiet lawless country and began his investigation.

And they encountered unexpected events.

"... hey, I want to...?

Stunned.

I can't believe you ran into someone wearing a mask like me.