Vermillion

The fortified city of Satina, in the middle of the aristocratic quarter.

"It's me! It's" Iris "!

A brunette climbing herself out of the carriage window frame reaches this way and screams desperately. Kay and Irene looked at each other.

"Who is it?"

The diligent appeals are vain, too, and the Kays listen back with a different accent. The woman who named her 'Illis' was about to slip cheaply off the carriage window frame.

"... Lady, how are you?

And the one who hears the disturbance behind him asks in surprise, stopping the carriage. The brunette (Illis) with the "do it" face immediately took a lucid look.

"No... I just thought it would never come true to see you again, because someone familiar with your old face. I got a little confused."

I do my hand on my mouth and laugh elegantly as I fix the angle of Tsubahara's hat. That standing behavior is like a different person from the previous one. Kay and Eileen were stunned by the vibrant transformation of Chameleon.

"Come on, Mr. Kay...... and you too. Come with me. We've got a lot to talk about, and let's warm up our old relationship, shall we?

Ugh, laughing, inviting Iris. Kay and Irene looked at each other with a frigid odor. Kay moves her mouth and answers, "I don't know," as Eileen has asked (seriously, who is it?) with her eyes.

"... I have an appointment, so I'm around here..."

Joaquin, the bard who seemed happy to watch the situation change, even unfortunately opens his mouth.

(Talk, I hope)

What's going to happen? Let me know later. Joaquin laughs all the time, ears at Kay, and then leaves.

All that's left is Kay, who is confused, and Irene, who is surprised, and Iris, who smiles and invites her.

"... Kaisa ~? Are you not here?"

Still the same smiling iris you pasted, but seeps signs of a rush at the Kays who won't move for long.

"Oh… no, I'll invite you."

Reconscious, Kay replied.

I don't know who Iris is, but knowing Kay's nickname is "Reaper Japanese," he's definitely an associate of [DEMONDAL]. And it was the same with Kay and the others who were looking for the other metastasizers. I didn't expect you to be such a nobleman...

"Good. If you don't remember me, or if you're wrong, what's wrong..."

With Kay responding, Illis also gets a relieved look. A woman came out of the carriage, dressed as a maid of honor, and urged Kay and the others to board.

(I don't remember, or seriously, I don't know who it is...)

As she shrugged her shoulders inside her chest, Kay decided to interrupt the carriage with Eileen.

Your man whips in. The carriage moved out, sounding the clatter and the wheel, making it slippery. Looks like the maid who was riding with Illis moved to your stand with care. It would be a consideration that you cannot sit alongside your husband (Illis). Kay felt a little sorry when she was so concerned, but Eileen looked at the interior decorations and so on in a shivering and intriguing manner, without any hesitation.

It's a huge carriage. A type of boxcarriage commonly known as a 'carriage'. It is as splendid as it is used in aristocratic houses, with fine clear glass on the windows and fluffy cushions on the seats. The greasy curtains that swayed at the window were finely embroidered with gold thread. Probably with suspension, sometimes running on paved roads and great rides.

I wonder if it's the first time I've ridden such a decent carriage since I've come to this world. All I boarded with the merchant escort was a wagon for the pedestrians. Is this something that changes when the carriage is of different stature?

"Uh..."

Approximately the admirable Kays, Iris is kind of a figurehead while messing with the tips of his stubborn black hair. That gaze is going back and forth between Kay and Irene.

"... Long time no see, huh? I don't know if I'm interrupting. I feel like I've been forced to invite someone so beautiful."

And I've spoken lovingly with a little hesitation. Watching how Eileen was doing, right on the side.

"…… Oh, that's the thing."

Irene was quickly pinned. Although the momentum was good enough to invite Kay into the carriage, it was difficult to cut out the story of the game due to the presence of a stranger accompanying him. I'm trying to put an exploration into who Irene is in the distance - that would be the place.

"You don't have to worry about it. I'm also a player in [DEMONDAL]."

"Eh."

With his eyes open, Iris stared seriously at Irene's face, but he was so weak that he accidentally lost his mind. The young lady's mask peels off.

"Ha-ha-ha, thank God... I invited you with momentum, but I said, 'I need to talk to you confidentially, will you come home? I can't tell you, and you really thought," What are you going to do? "

It was written on my face.

"Hehe, you know what I mean. Kay, is this guy a friend in the game, too? Who?"

"First, I just want you to tell me who you are."

Once done, he gives back a bitter smile to the familiar Illis, Kay with his arms around him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Uh, don't you remember? I've fought many times. Player killer around Wolvern... there was a Leopard (Pansania) who used a catapult (sling)."

Kay's brain was raised with a black furry leopard (Pansania). I miss it now, memories of the game age.

"There you are, that's the guy. I don't think so."

"Yes, me!

With a laugh, Illis takes his hat off. On the dewy top of his head - a black-haired beast ear that moves around. Kay's eyes dotted.

"Whoa, what's that!

Irene was the one who ate it instantly.

"Awesome! Real?"

"It's real, with all due respect."

"Heh, my spirit was pulled by the avatar of the game, and it felt like I only had ears left."

"Huh? Ha, maybe? Perhaps………?

"What's wrong with the human ear?

"I'm not following you. I'm used to the game days, so I'm fine."

"That's right... you're so picky. Can I touch it?

"What. Fine... but be gentle because it tickles you, huh? Ugh."

Quickly, Illis is stuck in the hole in his ear. Kay watched Irene take down her cat-eared daughter with pleasure and serenity.

(No... Is Illis a Panthenian? That means I should interpret it as a leopard ear, not a cat ear...)

One convinces me, while yeah nodding Kay.

"Hey! I told you to be nice! I mean, who are you in the first place, who are you!?

Peel Eileen off, and as she returns to me, Iris asks.

"Oh, me?

"Yes! I don't look familiar to my face though........."

"I'm, uh," NINJA "Andrei. You've heard about the name………………"

Irene answers with a little embarrassment and a puffy cheek. Iris was decent, but blonde blue eyes, their faces, and famous player "NINJA" Andrei, who went uninformed at the same time as Kay, all connected in one line, gradually turning into a stunned look.

"- Yeah, yeah, yeah!? NINJA!? Why NINJA!?

Wordless no further, Iris, who moved his mouth painfully, fingers Bishi Irene.

"- Woman!

"Actually, it is. Because the female character of a human race is weak... do it with a male character... and you don't have to flirt with the real gender..."

"Ah... oh. I see. Well, that's why I used Pansanian."

Panthenians are a better species than Panthenians. Instead of being able to create mucky brain muscle characters that transcend human men if they were simple physical abilities, they became hostile to all human NPCs in the game, and had the disadvantage of not having access to city facilities such as shops and blacksmiths.

In addition, the Leopards were a privilege for the packaged version of [DEMONDAL], and there were only enough insane players to count until they bought it on purpose. "The Leopard Player Killer," he said, "Oh, that's why I immediately found out.

"... Yeah, well, what can I call you? Andrei is weird..."

"My real name is Irene. Russians."

"Eileen, I see... Speaking of which, I still haven't introduced myself. It's Illis. I'm from Spain."

Whatever it is, their gaze is directed at Kay.

"Hi, it's Kay. I'm from Japan."

Irene and Iris giggle as they greet each other seriously as they flow. Really, it was more of a story now.

"Ha. I'm glad we found Kay for now..."

Illis looking relieved. Often, relaxed air flows into the vehicle.

"Nice to see you again. And then I said, 'It's me! It's Iris!' You can't know what they say all of a sudden... I didn't even know his name in the game."

"Yes, but I saw it all of a sudden, so it moved a little... No, I'm really right..."

Is it getting embarrassing now, Iris hiding her reddened face with a hat? The leopard ear at the top of his head is also falling. It's all about killing each other in the game, and I haven't had a chance to observe it closely, but this is a pretty cute ear to try.

But in the [DEMONDAL] world, humans who have given birth to such beast ears should not be common. Isn't it possible that the only people from different worlds like Kay and Eileen who were familiar with the subcals can favorably interpret these ears as' cute '? How do the inhabitants of this world take it? Isn't it because of your ears that you get white-eyed after a moment? What does it mean to be treated like a lady for that - and that's all I thought about and thought of was the bard song I heard in the tavern the other day.

The story of a wandering magician and a beastly cursed princess...

"Hey, I heard it in the tavern…………"

When Kay asks, "Ahhh" seems more and more embarrassing to Iris.

"That's me..."

"I knew it."

"Chemomimi, you're talking about how many young ladies you've grown."

In due course! and nodding Eileen.

"What the hell happened to that? A little bit of a wandering magician and you're one of them."

"Yes, so is he."

Ilis just tried to explain, the carriage slows down. When I looked out the window, I almost went through the gates of the fine mansion.

"... we'll talk about this later. I'm going back to the princess for a moment."

I put my hat back on and Illis leans down and starts squeaking, "I'm a princess, I'm a princess..." It was a sight that made me feel morbid, but as the carriage stopped, there was a young lady smiling with a deep smile.

"Lady."

"Thanks, Hilda."

Illis gets off the carriage as he thanks the maid who opens the carriage door and offers her a hand - "Hilda," he says. Kay and the others continued.

"Welcome back, ma'am"

Deacon and Thoughtful Man finally greet the three. An old, calm, gray-haired man with an alkaline smile. The butler thanked Iris before turning his head loosely and also meeting Kay and Irene.

"You're a customer."

"Yeah. You're familiar with old faces. I can't believe you're here... I'd love to have some tea. What about" Koo "?

"I'm at home."

"Yes. Then let him know."

"Understood," the butler drops back to the mansion, smiling slightly at Iris.

"Ho ho..."

Seeing that, Eileen roars unexpectedly. The movement itself is quick, but the atmosphere is very relaxed and doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. It was a sophisticated step that made me feel old. Exactly what you do professionally - as a butler, I would say. That was the difference, touching Eileen's harp line, which had a saying in physical manipulation.

(Sounds good to me.)

Kay, on the other hand, was impressed with the attitude of deacons and maids as well. Today, with the intention of appropriately hanging around the corner, I had no particular business other than talking to Joaquin, the bard. Naturally, Kay and the others deserve to be dressed as commoners. Instead of being unfamiliar with the aristocratic city, it would be no exaggeration to say that it is the most dubious outfit in this mansion, including the servants.

But neither the maid who was in the carriage, nor the butler earlier, changed his expression at all. There is no insulting light in the back of my eyes. Even Kay, who is sensitive to discrimination, doesn't feel uncomfortable with fine dust because of the appearance of grassland folk style. Apart from what you think on the inside, professionalism in never putting that on the table is commendable. Both maids and butlers must be top notch talent with fairly rigorous training.

(However, when that kind of talent comes together -)

The owner of this mansion will be the right person. There are so many splendid mansions in the city walls with limited grounds, and they are so powerful...

(No, wait, I thought we were talking about the vagrant magician being sheltered by a lord...?

I feel like Joaquin was talking about that earlier when he broke up. If so, is this mansion a separate residence of the lord, or one of its entanglements?

When Kay unexpectedly looks at Eileen, she turns her deep gaze at whether this one has also guessed something thin.

"Come on, both of you, don't be shy"

Ugh, and Illis laughing elegantly. "I am a princess, I am a princess……" self-alluding appearance resuscitates in the back of my brain.

I'm sure he's struggling, and Kay thought like some other HR. Step into the mansion in a near-half-opening mood.

I'm looking forward to hearing from the Wandering Mage, whether it's ghosts or snakes. Apparently, we're not the only ones who came to this world for a 'big adventure'...