The plain and unnoticed me is no more

After seeing Sin and Taki off to the magic training ground outside the east gate, I decided to think about the disguise makeup I needed to infiltrate the temple as Sandra's caretaker in the meantime.

It seems that Sandra and the others who went to the rainbow begging ceremony will return to King's Landing about a month ahead of schedule via some areas where the ceremony is needed.

But this is the story if the Virgin's powers are properly exercised.

Hopefully, rain clouds may happen at the time of the ceremony, otherwise the ceremony will be prolonged without rain and the length of time spent anywhere will be greatly increased.

In the meantime, at the temple of King's Landing, we are supposed to complete interviews with people gathered from the civilian population who wish to take care of the Virgin, and take over the work from the priest apprenticeship who has served as the caretaker until now.

I was chosen by Irina as one of the caretakers.

What convinced the chief priest was his position in the temple without an interview.

As far as I can tell, the chief priest did not abandon Irina, but called after her. That means Irina is in the same or higher position as the priest.

I'm sure Sandra kicked it out without even knowing it.

This is the first time I've learned that Sandra needs twenty caregivers per person, so I can somehow imagine how selfish she has been.

I also want to heal as much as possible the boys who were swinging by her and became circular alopecia.

"Now, how do I make this look simple? They'll find out if it's Elaine... and even if you wear dark brown wigs, just putting on round glasses won't be a disguise."

I stood in front of the mirror and murmured to myself.

I've studied makeup techniques to make myself look cute in my previous life, but I've never done the opposite. Precisely, I've done zombie makeup in a Halloween costume.

First, I took off my makeup and carefully observed myself in a refreshed state.

My face, which does not have any makeup on, usually looks at the state of dark makeup for a long time, and the difference is so intense that if it comes into contact with light, there is no color that it is likely to disappear.

"I see... they call me a ghost."

Because it was obvious that I used to feel refreshed before, I didn't come to the analogy, but when I started living with makeup every day, I kind of felt that my face wasn't enough.

"Hmm... it's cute, but maybe I don't hate it enough to have a little bit of a shame."

I first applied a dark brown mascara without curling the eyelashes to hide the color of the ground eyelashes, and the eyebrows dared to draw away the eyebrows and try to make a slightly draped eyebrow.

"Bfufu, your eyebrows just make such a sad face. I feel weak. And then this...."

I further painted the scabbard and poked it next to my nose.

"I can't... this is going to come out right now."

Too much, it became like a character coming out of the outlet, and I hurriedly erased the hokuro, stunned the shaver drawn with a brown pencil with an orange cheek, put on a wig and put on a large round glasses.

Choose a simple dress to wear and mirror your entire body for confirmation.

"... it might be good. Shall I show it to Chiyo and try the reaction? If you think she's someone else, you'll pass."

I once went out through the back door dressed like a guest and tried to enter the inn from the front.

Then a cool Japanese-style man came out of the inn talking to Chiyo, so I hid in awe.

Try negotiating with the General. I don't think it's a bad story. This is a good opportunity to let your wife know what your daughter is doing abroad. "

I'll just ask, but don't expect it.

When the man met Chiyo, he slipped away. Chiyo sighed and walked back to the inn.

I wondered who had just left, and when I opened the door to follow after Chiyo, I went inside and talked to him on his back.

"Chiyo, who are you?

"I'm Sakichi, our substitute. Lana has never met..."

Chiyo looked back and looked at me with a strange look in his eyes.

"Ah, this is Saki-san. You're a lovely person."

The nose passes smoothly through the one with a long cut. In Japan in my time, it was definitely called handsome. Will I be around twenty years old? It was very similar to the vocals of the rock band I liked.

"Lana...?

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. I was disguised. I was just trying to make sure it was working. Looks like it worked."

I forgot that I was disguised and usually talked to Chiyo.

"So you're going to the temple? Even though the corner is cute, isn't that ruined? I can't do that."

"This is fine. Don't you have to be cute to take care of a woman?

"Mmm... sure."

"Fufu, that's it. I'll get dressed."