Transported to a hyper-realistic RPG.

Nil was amazing, too.

Kaku Nil is in the form of a child by magic. In the case of Nil, I don't think she found out, but she also discoloured her characteristic hair color with a false-looking ring. This shouldn't expose you.

"W-why am I doing this?!"

It was Heine who was showing anger.

In a nutshell, she's a grandmother.

In the visible parts of the face, limbs, etc., wrinkles are created, and they are only visible to women of the fairly elderly people.

I know that the contents are beautiful and healthy, so I feel strangely uncomfortable...

Or was it because he was determined to do this that he was highly motivated...?

"It's better than usual, isn't it?"

What happened?!

"Please do so, Mother and Efu-san."

Pilte, who had managed to stop Efraim's provocative attitude, was the daughter of an aristocrat.

He's wearing a brilliant outfit and curling up his hair. I was worried that it would be okay because it was the most disguised disguise among us that didn't get my hands on my face, but how could this be... I just change my clothes and standing behavior, and it looks very different from the atmosphere of the original Pilate.

"When people remember the other person's face, there are not many people who remember the details.

Because it's bigger, and it remembers the whole atmosphere. Sometimes it's better to change the direction of the atmosphere than to put your hands in the wrong place. ”

Effe explains to me that I'm acting strange.

"Then... I didn't have to go this far either...?"

The cotton in my mouth is sputtering, it's hard to talk...

…………………

When I say that, the Effesse is going to blame me.

"No, no, I don't have any complaints..."

"... hah... if you were given another role, would you be able to play it out completely?"

"Ugh..."

"Those who are good at that are acting skills." Others look misleading. Of course it is. ”

"... yes..."

There is no grunt in the words of the foe. It's hard for me to act. It seemed that even if there was a little bit of bogusness, it would somehow mislead me. If they say so, I can only nod.

But... I'm the only one who dares to feel another intention when I'm made an uncle with a chubby stomach...? No. I don't think so. I must be mistaken. The corners of his mouth seemed to be twitching, but... it was a mistake. Let's believe it.

While I have a feeling that I can't solve it somewhere... but I can't say anything and honestly accept it because I'm sure it's a perfect disguise.

"It won't be easy to find out." Just pay close attention to what you say and do. Sometimes disguises don't help. ”

You can say it well by dressing up like this...

Heine, who was a grandmother, squeezed her voice out in frustration.

If you're a human, you're old enough to be dead, right?

"Ugh!"

Stop Heine from trying to jump on the Eff.

Since Heine looks like her grandmother, she has an unusual sight of her grandmother trying to jump on a dark elf. If someone hadn't seen us before, they wouldn't have blocked our open mouths.

Somehow we stop both of them and finally start traveling to the eastern part of the city.

It's just that the way we all look together is a funny combination.

Merchants and their attendants. The slave of a child and the daughter of an aristocrat. And Grandma. Because it's a difficult combination to say one group, we decided to split up into two groups.

Me and Sulatan. And the three of them were a group of merchants, and a group of noble daughters of Heine, Nil, and Pilte.

Even if you say break up, it doesn't mean acting separately, it means just dividing up the group.

It's not strange that a group of merchants and a group of noble daughters stumble across the city. It just happens that such a coincidence happened.

By the way... it seems that if he can hide himself, he will not disguise himself and act covertly.

I still feel bad intent... no, let's not think about it. Thanks to the Eff. You should be grateful.

We managed to convince ourselves and quickly set foot in the East End.

Unlike other cities, there are few poor people in Zaaganbel, or no abandoned districts.

In the central district and other districts, the difference in vitality is somewhat less than the difference between the rich and the poor. To be precise, there are few poor people.

Therefore, wherever you go in the city, the landscape will not change at all. I didn't see all the cities, and I didn't mean that there was no difference between rich and poor, so there might be such a district somewhere, but I haven't seen such a tragic place as I've seen so far. Everywhere is cleaned quite nicely.

There are many liquor stores and taverns, but on the contrary, there is plenty of room to go anywhere.

If the island of Ouka is close to the old Japan, this is probably the closest town to modern Japan.

Our group and Heine's group borrowed their own carriages and drove through the city.

It is obviously strange that the merchants and nobles who enter the city do not use one of the carriages.

Horse-drawn carriages made their way into the eastern district and arrived at the shopping district of downtown, where there is no disingenuity whatsoever.

It's a lively, crowded place.

So... is there a guy named Soinujaf around here?

When we get down from the carriage and step into the shopping district, Surakitan talks to me in the guise of a fussy valet.

“Soinujaf's sightings were concentrated around here, so I think he's somewhere in this shopping district.”

Somewhere in this shopping district...?

I had no choice but to make Surakutan look bitter.

The shopping district we set foot in... it seems that most of the eastern district is not exaggerated.

In the east, it's a quarter of the city. Moreover, since the city called The Gumbel itself is quite a big city in the first place, the size of the shopping district is like a blind eye. Considering we have to find only one of them... I don't think so. But I can't say I don't want to. We have no choice but to do it.

We're merchants of people from outside and we're looking for something that might sell… right?

For now, we are thinking about our own settings before moving on to information gathering.

"Yeah, I have to look around for a lot of things and walk around looking for something that might sell."

I had to move at regular intervals with Heine-san.

For now, I don't think you'll get lost because Effe-san is hiding and watching, but be careful, he might be after us too. "

Soinujaf will know that we are moving around a lot, and he will not have taken any measures.

Heine's prediction was that Soinujaf would not come to us alone, but we must keep in mind that it is not absolute.

"Yeah. It's unnatural to be sitting here for the long haul." Let's do a lot of sight-seeing. "

That's right.

I walk through the streets with my sura-tongue.

Thinking about what it looks like to be a fat merchant, move as slowly as you can. To move as if you weren't used to walking is, on the contrary, tiring, and acting is the best thing you can do.

"Cynthia, I need to be a little more natural."

Well, that's what I'm trying to do... but you can't imitate a fat merchant, can you?

"I can imitate it quite well, but I'm just being distracted by it, so there's a strange sense of discomfort."

"Ugh... I don't care if you say that..."

I would like to move without any discomfort if I can, but if I can, I will do it already. I mourn because I cannot do it.

"Heine-san and Ef-san said it." I don't want to be that person anymore. Think of it as the person themselves. "

Even if I told you to think of it as it is...

Since you've been in this world, is Cynthia playing the human called Cynthia?

"No, I'm not going to play it."

"In the first place, that body was not your own body, so it's the same thing, right?"

"I see...? I don't feel like it at all, but... if I'm told that, I might be."

I'm starting to feel like I can do it. "

A simple personality is... good!

I don't know if this changed my acting skills or my ability to become that person, but at least I didn't have anything to see with my strange eyes.

"Nevertheless... there's a lot of people in the east."

There are many people gathered in the east district as much as Suratan says with an indescribable face. This is largely due to the large number of large stores where people are easily gathered, but it is probably one of the reasons why the number of people outside the house feels that way.

This Zaganbelle is so rural that it flourishes in the center and goes outwards. This is the same in the East End. The number of people and stores will decrease as they head outside. Still, it's the East End when you shop! So, a lot of people are out shopping.

Until now, I didn't see much, but in the Eastern District, some other races were walking.

Basically, businessmen seem to gather in this eastern neighborhood.

"I know this is a reconnaissance, but it's quite a spectacle, so my eyes will go."

Yeah.

If there is no such thing, there are a variety of stores and products that I want to take a month to take a closer look at. Moreover, every product is made by the hands of dwarves.

Everything from weapons, armor, furniture, clothes, accessories, and consumables is crafted by craftsmen.

I didn't get tired of just looking at it, and there were a lot of magic tools I'd never seen before. For gamers, it's a tingling sight.

But that's not the point this time. Information gathering is only a top priority.

That said, if you're interested in something you've never seen outside of Zaaganbel, there will be a lot of things that you can sell, and you can say that it's a merchant to pay attention to. Therefore, it would be interesting to look around somewhat honestly. We need to be careful not to lose sight of our original purpose...

"Whoa?! This?!"

Sinya-kun.

I react to the product in the showcase that I can see from outside the store, but suddenly Surakitan speaks of deterrence.

"I know you're interested in the product, but don't forget the original purpose. Besides, there's some vegetables coming out."

"Ugh..."

There is no word to return to Surakutan's point, and I will clog up the words.

“When this is over, I'll have time to look around the city for a day or so, so at that time.”

"I know, I know."

No. I really understand in my head. I know very well. But your body reacts on its own. I have to be careful...

"But... I looked around, but there was no man like Soinujaf." Well… I don't think it's that easy to spot. ”

"It looks like the East End is close to the Central District, but it's still quite spacious."

"Nil and the others feel like there's no harvest either."

When I look towards the Pilates, Nil, who notices my gaze, shakes his head and shows it to the side.

Soinujaf is an intelligence agent who collects intel, and he's not hiding, so if he's around, he won't be able to find him. Although some of the other races are visible, more than 90% are dwarves, so the other races are quite prominent. It is impossible to miss it.

"According to Effe-san, we're not collecting the information we can get around here, but we're collecting the information in a deeper part."

“You're an agent, and I don't think you're gathering all the information you can get easily.”

“Well, maybe we should go into some of the stores and talk to them.”

"... that's how it's gonna be..."

Of course. That's the way it goes. That's what I knew when I wasn't used to intelligence.

"... maybe you dared to avoid entering the store?"

"Ugh..."

A fat merchant is not a problem in itself. The problem is playing the fat merchant.

If you don't go into the store and you can find it flustered, you don't have to act. That's what I was thinking... It couldn't have happened...

Sinya-kun.

He looks at me with his dirty eyes. [M]

It's been said that we've come this far, even though we've come this far.

"Well, even if you don't look at me like that, I'll do it properly!"

That's fine, though.

"Oh, oh."

I turned away from Surakutan, but I was going to go. I'm not lying. I'm not lying.

Even so, me and Surakutan decided to step into the large store that we saw.

I dared to choose a big store because Soinujaf is not one of those people who is planning bad things. When I heard of the 'agent', I heard that he was a wicked man. There may be an image like that, but it's not like that. Or simply send an agent to maintain a relationship with the Dwarfs.

The relationship between the Dwarves and the Demons seems to be good for now, and no one is happy to be searched for a stomach that doesn't hurt. I do not believe that Soinujaf will be a problem in this context.

In short, it won't be like [The Lord is evil too] and a clothing store.

Thinking of it that way, Soinujaf is trying to gain more information about the Dwarfs, but only visibly. In other words, instead of collecting dark intelligence from the back, we are mainly collecting bright intelligence from the front.

It is likely that Soinujaf is a large organization, not a shady group, that gathers information.

A large organization is those who are involved in the heart of the Dwarves. They should be good craftsmen and big chambers of commerce.

Effe thought so, and imagined someone who didn't feel uncomfortable entering such a place. And you must have tailored me to be a merchant and a Pilate to be the daughter of an aristocrat.

When I came to that conclusion, I went into a bigger store that was a little more expensive than the others.

"Welcome."

When I enter the store, a dwarf man comes out in smart clothes. Age... I don't know, maybe younger.

“What can I get you today?”

A dwarf man listens in a familiar tone. Although there are not many customers in the store, it is easy to imagine that they are wealthy people because the items they leave are good prices.

"I'm here to find something good."

"Is it a good thing...?" This store only has good stuff. ”

"I came to see the Dwarf's stuff, too." I won't accent it so easily. "

“It's … it's, but in that regard, I'm particularly confident that it's okay.”

"Ho ho. Do you think it's okay for me to expect it?"

As much as possible, I feel like a disguised person and try to talk like that. Well... it's just an image of me. I feel like it's somehow a villainous way of talking, but I don't have that impression. It was my imagination.

"Yes, of course."

The other dwarf is also accustomed to customers like this, and he proceeds smoothly with the conversation while nicking his head.

Since Sura Tan is a valet, he silently stays upright behind him.

I would have liked that too if I had just stood there and acted...

Even though I was thinking about it, that's what I'm talking about now, so I decided to let the flowers bloom when I talked to the dwarf clerk.

The clerk's dwarf man may think that a strange customer came, but since he came to buy goods, the customer was a customer. In particular, the opponent who is likely to drop cohesive money like a merchant will not fall.

It bounces along the way, and there is simply something that interests me, so there is no trouble in reacting.

What do you think?

A dwarf man who recommended several items explores my reaction.

"Not bad, but... I just want one more word."

"... if it's any more, it'll cost you a lot of money..."

“I came here to buy it.”

"I apologize for this."

When I tell him I have the money, the clerk lowers his head deeply.

"Then, please come this way." I will guide you to the back. "

With that said, the dwarf male clerk shows the door leading into the back.

"Oh, you can show me around, but can't I show you around?"

When I thought of following the clerk's instructions, a voice came from the side.

A familiar voice. It was Piltee's voice.

Looking at the voice, I saw Heine, who had become an old woman, and Nil, who was dressed in quality clothes but could see the shackles. And the figure of Pirte holding Nil's hand together.

In Zaagambel, people who have slaves are hated, but everyone can see that they are not treated as slaves when they see how Nil looks like and how they are holding hands and trying to get along. So troubles are avoided.

Pilte's figure is the daughter of an aristocrat! It would also be a deterrent to some extent.

I see that you are Ban Dirk, a great merchant of Dellsmark.

"No way, you know me... I'm sorry I'm late for greeting you. Visca in Thebenhagen.”

Me and Pilate play the farce.

This is the story I decided to tell from the beginning.

We knew each other, but we never met. Creating such an atmosphere well.