That Person. Later on…

The next day, after the fire is properly finished, we head to the port town of Motampe.

As for Floyd, well, I recognized him as a deacon who was oblivious to common sense because he was an ex-god. Sometimes I couldn't think of any other words to describe Floyd...

That was how two men stood beside the streets that crossed the vast plains between Iscore, the king's capital, and Motampe, the harbour town, and continued straight into the forest.

Yeah, yeah, roaring, sounds like you're thinking something.

I'm pretty sure he's a bandit because of his appearance, but I don't know what it means to be in an open place like this that you can see from anywhere.

I also wondered if my people were hiding in the woods, but there's a certain distance from here to the woods, and there's enough that normal people seem to be able to escape sufficiently.

Is that really bothering you?

But I'm a bandit, and I can't be alarmed.

When we were on guard, they noticed us.

"... Oh, what are you guys? We're discussing something important right now. There's nothing to attack, just go!!

"Well, wait. I thought it was just women, but there are proper men. And there's two of us. Ask those guys too!!

"Ah!! That would be great!! We're not the only ones!! Hey you guys, two guys come here!! Don't let the women move!!

When two of the bandits say that, they invite you to come point at me and Floyd.

I'll face Floyd.

"... what do we do?

"Well, I hope you do what Master Waz thinks, but right...... if it doesn't seem to bother your wives, you won't have a problem getting on the invite. I don't think you can hurt us..."

I feel anxious that Floyd will affirm it.

Something's wrong... it's going to stink...

It's just that Floyd's right, who can hurt us, maybe Shiloh with the Evil Goddess or the Dark Goddess that brings us to it?

"... well. I wonder what you were really worried about with a serious look on your face, and all you have to do is bust it if you have to."

I'll tell Salona and the others to stay away, and I'll keep Meal.

Just in case, I told him to resist as much as he wanted.

And I'm approaching two bandits with Floyd.

"Hey, there you are. You've left the women on the spot. I can't let the women hear me..."

"So what do you want to ask us?

The two bandits ask us with a serious look.

If it's anything suspicious or annoying to people, beat them up instantly...

"Oh, actually...

Are you "briefs" or “trunks"? Which one?

...... Ha!!

I was flying for a moment.

My head didn't accept what I didn't want to understand.

What are you talking about, Koz? Are you insane?

Why are we talking about underwear all of a sudden?

In the meantime, it looks like a pain in the ass, and should I beat him up and finish it already?

"... I see"

When I tried to beat him up, he heard something convinced me from next door.

Of course, Floyd is next to me.

Looking next door, Floyd closed his eyes as he meditated, nodding yeah yeah.

"It's going to be one of those eternal themes for men."

... Huh? Really? Is that such deep content?

I open my eyes to that whine of Floyd.

It doesn't matter what you think, does it?

What do you need to think so deeply about?

"Oh? That face, apparently, Master Wazz doesn't quite understand it yet, does he? Look, the brief, if you say so, is two major pieces of underwear: underwear that gives you peace of mind as if it were wrapped in the mother's womb, and trunks are underwear that jumps out of a whispering boy to an adult but is as dangerous as it is. I mean, it's no exaggeration to say that men in the world represent their own spirit in those two great underwear. If so which is more, which is better...... that is just the eternal struggle!! It's the ultimate two choices!!... but seeing that you don't understand such things... So is Master Wazz a Brief?

"Yes, no, it's not!! I wear trunks!!

I was suddenly upset when they asked me.

Two bandits nodded to Floyd's rap, yeah, and convinced me for some reason, but when I published the underwear I was wearing, one was wrapped in joy and the other cried out.

"Alright!!!"

"Stupid ~!!!"

I watched it with cold eyes.

Is that what makes you so happy?

I think either would be fine...

"I'm a trunkster too, by the way"

Floyd said so gracefully, rejoicing as the great joy jumped even more, and if he was crying down, he roared with his head in the ground.

So I don't care!!

You're underwear, right? You can wear either, right?

A delighted bandit was about to hug me this way with pleasure, but I shunned that.

"... so what the hell is this?

"I mean, the Trunks are stronger now."

"Exactly!! Comrade!!

Don't take it personally!! I guess I'm just wearing the same shape of underwear though!!

"So what the hell does that mean?

"Don't think about what it means. I feel it."

... I don't feel anything?

As I turn my eyes to Floyd and the happy bandits, one man emerges from the woods and approaches me. I wonder if I'm one of the bandits and expose my vigilance that this pointless conversation was also a trap, but the man needed vigilance in a different way.

The man has a bandit-style look, like anything, with scars everywhere, and his upper body is wearing thin, dirty clothes, but his muscles are buoyant enough to tell from above them.

... but my lower body was one pair of black pants for some reason, and those black pants were also a thing with less fabric than enough to hide the important place... sorry, I don't want to look straight at it...

"Totally... briefs, trunks, how long have we been having kid conversations?"

When the wild voice of the man who says so reaches this far, the two bandits correct their posture and Floyd has a stunned look on his face.

"" Chi!! Senior Boomerang!!

"Oh, that one!! Boomerang pants!! I wear one of the men's medal underwear so beautifully... I can do that... I can do that, Master Wazz... I need to keep my mind tight..."

I want you to tell me what I can do.

No, I'm sorry. I don't want to know after all.

"Look, leave those guys alone and let's go!!

"" CHICK!!!! "

The three bandits just disappeared into the woods...

I always felt like I didn't know what to translate, but only Floyd was still roaring.

I went back to Salona and the others.

"... trunks"

Concentrate your gaze on my lower body and stop thinking about something!!