Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Coffee threesome this morning. I don't know what to say.

"... Bee's life is about to end with coffee..."

Then that's a good life. I want to drink coffee until the time my life runs out.

"So, what?

If you were enjoying your coffee gracefully and magnificently, a fully armed Kaina would come and you said that. Are you free?

"It's better if you're free. I'm busy."

Don't respond to the voice of your heart. Esper is enough for Merchant alone.

"Pri's here."

Is that right? More importantly, we arrived safely. And I continued my coffee threesome.

"No, welcome him. I'm here for Bae."

If it's nothing to welcome, you can stay here. Anyway, getting off is the enclave I rented at Kainers. It's because you drive around completely ignoring your eyes.

... It's not an invasion, so it weighs more...

"Master Bee. Sometimes I wonder if I could get some air outside."

And Mita came with a hand in hand.

I think it's better to stay within the air purification junction, but, well, surely six days is too much cage. It's not healthy.

"It's time for the city to settle down and see how it goes"

"I mean, why are you looking like an old man? That's what you look like when you go to bed."

"To distract people. And let me guess."

"Distract or presume? What do you mean?

"The original me stands out. Abilities, attitudes, behavior."

Anyone who says he doesn't want to stand out now has maggots on his head or is insane. He died five or six times and castrated his spirit.

"Well, I guess."

I'd like to say something to that satisfaction, but, well, let's get this salaried out.

"What do people think of that when they put the heterogeneous in front of them?

You will learn the answer with your own hands.

"... I'm going to get rid of the creeps..."

"Right. That's why whoever accepted me is a treasure. It's something to protect. Worth spending the rest of your life hanging out with."

Kaina nodded silently.

"You can't erase existence itself. But it's possible to divert people from their eyes and thoughts."

People decide who they're dealing with first impression. Then the first person who smiles and plays the good guy for a while, presumably, assumes that this guy is the good guy.

Well, that's an example, and I wouldn't recommend a nice guy because he's going to have a rundown soon. It would be better in a bad direction if we were to do it.

"Creepy fucking kid or busty fucking kid, which I think is better. No, which do you think people are more receptive to?

"... busty fucking kid, I guess..."

"That's right. Because people hate people who don't understand."

Then if you play a busty fucking kid, fine. It's hundreds of times easier than playing a good guy. Those with no acting skills should strive to strengthen their minds.

"Isn't that hard? You mean it's fake, right?

"There are those who break through that falsehood. There are those who do not deceive me. There are those who will stay on your side even though they are frightened. I have someone who will admit that I look like you. So how does that make it harder? I'm going to get stubborn and forget who I was."

I can't say I'm distorted, but, well, I like me now. Keep going, man.

"Oh, my God, that's a deviant technique, too. Acting to make you think. You can look at me the way you want. I'm watching you the way I want."

It's people's minds. It's complicated. Strange. Something that I don't know because I see it. Look what you want.

I drank my last cup of coffee and lifted my hips off the couch.

Let's go.

Guidance, easy to ask.

"... really, it's complicated and strange..."

I'll take that as a compliment.