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

For once, it's a demon, so you shouldn't let it out in Wangdu.

Even if it isn't, it's my trump card now, so I don't really want them to know it exists.

Therefore, only in the house can a cat (Nero) be free in the king's capital.

"Ah, Nero. Hello."

Side by side Nero, who went for a small run to the side of the celier when I called him in, once back in the room I put the luggage I took to the hunt.

That way, Nero was eating the bait that Celier gave him. The meat and cartilage near the stiff muscles, and the vegetables I don't like Nero.

Ordinary cats don't seem to be able to do leeks, so I avoid the Nastiara specialty spring onions for once.

Probably fine because it's a demon, just in case.

Because I want my beloved cat to stay healthy forever.

"Shall we eat too"

"Yeah."

Fill your belly with lunch that Cellier has prepared for you today, and think about starting this afternoon.

Nero, who finished eating first, headed to my room. Probably sleep in bed.

"Mr. Ayle, what are your plans for today?

The two of us just dropped off Nero, and Celier sitting face to face asked.

"Inside job at Joseph's until night. At night... Mr. Einleese was supposed to be back yesterday, so maybe he'll ask me out for a drink."

"Again? Mr. Ayle, you're not strong on alcohol, are you?

"That's Celier too, isn't it?"

"Not as good as you, Ayle."

"I'm used to it."

It's been the last year.

I had a chance to drink something.

I really had plenty of opportunities.

Some of them were in the sphere of work and others who wanted to deepen rapport.

For a long life, I feared that I wouldn't be able to drink at all like this, and I tried to habit every cup of it every day to get used to it at all.

Luckily I was weak on alcohol but I didn't hate it, so it was an inexorable effort.

As a result, I was able to drink just a little.

I'm still vulnerable to alcohol, but I'm a little happy to be able to drink just a little bit, just because I didn't originally hate it.

I can get out of my drinking seat, and I have a great chance of dealing with people via happiness or unhappiness or alcohol.

It's just that if I drink too much, I'll lose my memory and clothes.

But if Nero did, he would protect me from all kinds of dangers... well, I don't even like to recall the area.

After a simple lunch called soup and bread, I take a seat.

- Then I'm coming.

Leave the seriers and I'll go out again.

"Oh, there you are, Glasses."

Joseph's shop, a hunting tool store on Sixth Street.

Joseph has been taking care of the old man with thick makeup ever since he started living in Wang Du.

I work here as a tool maker, scraping trees, making arrows, polishing arrow butts, and skinning.

It's not that bad because you don't make that much money but you can discreetly and reliably get the cost of living.

I think a job that is so plain and inconspicuous and builds up a knack for small things suits me well.

"As a eagle, I'm just glad to see you, but it's not the life of a young co... I wish I could try the job behind (...)"

Joseph throws me a line like that I've heard so many times when I start getting ready for an inside job quickly.

"That's what Mr. Daska and Mr. Ami often say."

"Right? It's a good place to rot the treasure. You're not old enough to calm down. If you're a teenager, you need to be more bumpy."

Gatsy. I don't care if they say so.

"The job in the back (...) is like taking up a lot of less work, and there's no room for me to go in. I'll give up from the start if I can rub it in my people in the first place."

As I've heard since returning to the Wang capital, this Joseph seems to be part of the assassin relationship as well. Well, it sounds like a lot of distant relationships right now...

... I guess I didn't feel too surprised to know that because I knew there was a connection to the hunting guild.

"Oh, I knew it was like that. I guess I just have to get rid of it now...... Speaking of which, I haven't seen Mr. Daska and Mr. Ami in a while. How are those two?

"I'm fine. He's active."

"Oh wow. It should be close to seventy by now."

Yeah.

Honestly, I don't think those people are human anymore. I think it's like a monster.

Daska and Ami.

He is an old deacon of the Leavent family and an old servant woman.

Sometimes I get people to go along with my training to improve and maintain my skills.

Old generation... The Weiss generation is full of amazing assassins mastering all their secrets.

Even with the decay of the flesh, the skilled techniques accumulated over the years are now terribly sharpened.

For once, I'm only supposed to be able to learn secret art training while I'm in assassin training school, so I can't be taught anymore.

But he doesn't have a problem with what he looks at and steals, so he's in the middle of stealing as much as he can.

The duration of that school, and still is.

I think they're giving me a pretty difficult experience. I think that's especially strong since I graduated.

"What about yourself more than me?

"You're in love, aren't you? Look, there's a cute guy co in front of me..."

"That kind of joke is fine."

"Oh yeah. I'm sorry, the eagle likes a little more sinister guys, so glasses, when you're the other guy, it really takes shape to play. But that's not what it looks like."

Why does it feel like I'm being flirted with?

Besides, is it a body that gets mocked by play?

... No, I don't mind.

"Back job (...) Hey... Originally in the case of eagles, because the part bought with the tool making arm is huge. That's what it feels like right now, there's no back, there's no surface, or we're together."

Oh, yeah.

So it's like I'm still working behind (...) in a way?

Talks about the future of the assassin industry while making tools for each other were hard to run out and continued to sloppy.

And the end of it was brought about by today's first visitors.

"- Hello -. Arrows for long bows. And your brother? Oh, I was there. Let's go get a drink tonight."

What has come is Einleese the "Blackbird".

And when it came, she did it to flow through three things: visiting the store and inviting orders and drinks.

It is an early job that is not suitable for a relaxed atmosphere.

Several of the "blackbirds", including her, returned from the run last night as planned. Good luck.

"If I had a sister, I wouldn't go."

I don't like having all my sisters and brothers together for drinks or anything. I don't want them to think I'm my sister's brother. I don't want them to know it's in there.

"Fair enough, fine. It's a little expensive in a store. Let's go. Let's go. Horns are quiet if they are properly fed."

... treat, or...

As far as I'm concerned, there's something I can hardly resist that word.

Is this the only way to go?

... and I feel bad leaving my sister completely alone as a person.

I couldn't exactly hang out with the guys who drink all night, so I was the only one who let them fall out one foot ahead.

Back home drunk when the city's lights were sparse.

Press Nero sleeping in bed first to create an empty space, then lie there and hug him.

It was hot during the summer and I didn't really want to be touched though.

Recently, signs of summer have completely left, and the evening is only a little cold. So there's nothing to dislike. On the contrary, it sticks from the other side. I can't wait for this.

I mean, it's a happy season for a while to come.

Feeling safe with soft fur and body temperature, let go of consciousness that was often interrupted and go to bed.

Again today, a peaceful day passes.