That Ordinary Mister is a War God

Bal and Meena had come to a hot spring facility that existed in a certain state.

It is a luxury establishment where royal nobility also comes.

They were free and free to use with the glory of Yagami Fai.

"Yagami Fai is cramped, but I think this kind of privilege is great"

"Right."

Meena hammers Bal's words.

She was more right to say that she was coming with him.

He understands that, too, but he doesn't stick to what he really doesn't like no matter how much Meena.

I also understand that, so I have decided not to hesitate.

The luxury facilities consisted of one large bath for men and women on the ground floor, three family baths, dining facilities on the second floor and accommodation from the third floor.

They rent out one of the family baths in time.

"There's also a woman's bath."

Meena responded instantly when Bal said.

"When I see my skin besides Master Bal, I want to kill him."

"That's no good"

Because she was a true face, he immediately gave up persuasion.

For there was no way to create a hell of a snort in a hot spring.

Since then, the two of us had decided to take a family bath.

Meena seems fine for what Bal sees, and she doesn't hide her body with a towel.

Showcasing a beautiful white complexion with no scratches at all costs will be eye care.

(But I don't mean to think you're asking me out naked)

Weird and serious, Bal was so seriously troubled.

Still, I end up losing the "greed to enter the hot springs," so I'm concerned about the evaluation of my surroundings.

If you ask Yagami Fai, he will be convinced that it is those who know them that are the three choices of tongue-beating, open-mindedness or bitter laughter.

"Nice water."

"Yes."

The two close their eyes as they slowly grab onto the hot spring.

From a third party's point of view, it was a combo with no colour or snag, even under the circumstances I could only assume it was a hot spring mixed bath date.

"... there's a hand in coming in at night and drinking even on the moon."

"Is it booze? Shall we procure it?

Meena comes up with a suggestion when she hears Bal's crush.

"No, you can buy it upstairs. Just where the nobles are coming from."

He replied with a laugh.

"Okay."

The two get out of there after a while.

The strip room was uselessly large, so the two of us could afford it.

"What do you do after this?

"I go to the store, I drink, I put something in my belly and I dazzle. You, too."

"Yes, sir."

Nobody tells me if two Yagami Fai can do that.

If you need anything, I have an emergency call with my magic equipment, and if Meena is with me, I can be back anywhere in no time.

It's a frivolous trip for such a reason.

Bal wears a proper mask and hides his face.

There were other users at this facility, and there was no way they were going to show their faces.

The bals go upstairs to the store and order liquor and food and are given the keys to their private rooms.

Because of all the aristocratic and millionaire users, all the seats were considered soundproofing after the private rooms.

Most importantly, it is a legend that no one here has a secret meeting because if we talk secretly here, the opposite will stand out.

It was a story that didn't matter if you tried Bal.

"Whoa?"

Other users are first blinded by Meena's beauty.

And from his emerald-like eyes, he thinks his opponent is "Meena to Ville, the goddess of sin," and rushes away.

To Ville. Meena's appearance, strength and character were quite famous, and no more brave men would try to tell her if she were to be a nobleman or a millionaire.

"These eyes are also useful once in a while"

Meena speculates about it from their reaction and says it in a voice that only Bal can hear.

It was flat against the frightening appearance.

The attitude that she doesn't give a shit what it seems like to be an elephant really seems to be her.

Even as a bal, there is an aspect of rubbing is avoided and appreciated, so I just laugh bitterly.

Just because Meena is the person in the mask she is with, I'm guessing Bartolomeus will find out.