Later on, I took Guy to the guild to get a favor.

Without hesitation, proceed in a straight line to the reception with Clayman.

"I'm here to take your request!

"Oh, you've been struggling all morning."

Clayman looks troublesome and sees us from reception.

Why are you unwilling to go so far when you say you are at work?

You're a clayman, so you have no choice.

"Quickly, I'd like to ask for a crusade system where Guy seems to be able to do it."

"There's a guest coming to you before that. When you arrived yesterday, you asked me to contact you immediately. When I say I think I'll show my face in the morning, I'll be here first thing in the morning, waiting for you."

"A customer…?"

Do you think this Black Thunder Demon Swordsman has business?

Besides, it seems urgent.

What is an immediate nomination... a complicated request or something?

"Well... good luck with that. The waiters are waiting behind the guild. I'll show you around."

"I'm sorry. Guy, let's go."


Follow Clayman's guide to the back door of the guild.

So the client who nominated me ahead is waiting?

"Look, go. Lock it down."

"I know you don't have to tell me. Anyway, it's not a good idea to keep your client waiting as a Black Thunder Demon Swordsman."

There was a rattling noise as I went outside through the back door.

Clayman must have closed the key.

The client, but they found him right away.

Looks like he was sitting on a crate waiting for me.

I'm wearing a monastic outfit, so is it some kind of Sister?

But the moment she stood up, she immediately realized it was a disguise.

"I've been waiting. Mr. Black Thunder Demon Swordsman."

"Ah, uh. You look great in a monastic outfit."

It was Cecilia disguised as Sister waiting for me.

My eyes aren't totally laughing.

Because of my cowardice, or because I normally praised him for being a Sister.

I praise you because I thought you were cute, that's natural.

"Thank you. So shall we go? Because I want to ask you something.... you'll get here, won't you?"

"... Yes"

"Please come and see me, Mr. Guy."

"... ok"

"Oh, you noticed."

I can't resist. Me and Guy agree to Cecilia's favor completely.

Two men hidden their faces being taken by Sister.

Would it have been thought from around that I would even go to the church to confess?

You're right to go to confession, but that's it or not.

It was the old church that led me to Cecilia.

"This is a church to be renovated soon. I told the priest I couldn't do it and asked him to just let me use it for a little while. In the meantime, please sit down.... Why don't you sit in a chair, Mr. Black Thunder Demon Swordsman"

Guy normally sat in a chair, but I'm in the front seat.

I felt a lot of air, so I thought I'd better go this way.

"... can I sit in a chair?"

"Isn't that obvious? Why are you trying to get me permission to sit in a chair?"

"Oh, yeah. Excuse me."

Hurry and sit quietly in the chair.

"Well, besides us, there's no one nearby."

"Ah, oh. You're not here."

Olfactory, aural enhancement and exploration, but there's nobody nearby but us.

"Okay, thank you. So, Mr. Yowki... didn't you seal it?"

Cecilia has the most to say.

Black History Certification, costume seal, I swore I wouldn't do it to Cecilia anymore.

It's totally me that's bad.

Later, we also know that we will return to sanity and be attacked by intense regret and shame.

But, but still!

"I'm aware I'm an idiot. I also feel sorry for the fact that Cecilia has set up such a place for me this time. But I wanted to take my skin off. For Guy."


I feel like something friendship is being born for nothing.

Now I wish Cecilia would look at it more than once.

Sister, Cecilia has a black thunderous demon swordsman. Me and the mockingbird Guy are twisted.

It's time for the two of them to bow their heads and ask - how Cecilia is doing.

Looks like I'm not mad at you from the look on your face.

"... ok. As I said last time, I don't want to tie you up that much either."


"But I really want you to refrain from dressing too prominently."

"Uh, after all?"

There are many disadvantages to being noticed by other countries when they stand out, or bad if they are identified.

"Hmm... but my life"

"Sure, because Mr. Guy can't get out in public without hiding his whole body. But in case you expose yourself in public..."

Cecilia, what about me?

"Mr. Yowki... you won't stop saying it, will you?"

I've been given a given up response.

But you can't stop Cecilia, can you?

"In the meantime, I'll limit it."

"Excuse me, I think I'm gonna bind you."

The Black Thunder Demon Swordsman does not die. Restricted, but now you don't have to seal it.

It's just a question of how much shame I'll be subjected to the moment I take it off.

"Guy can't help it. I didn't think I'd be able to get out until now, but that's why I thought of the operation."

"... can you call it success"

"My whole life is wondering"

"Hmm. This is my operation. There's no way you won't fail."

"Oh, you're the usual Mr. Yowki"

How is it interpreted as my usual?

I know, but I don't put it in my mouth.

If this happens, I'll tear you apart so you can't go back.

"Fuck, yeah. My name is Black Thunder Demon Swordsman. For my friend, I paid the price of shame that would strike later!

"Hey kid. Are you okay?"


"No, including a lot of things."

I somehow know what Guy thinks.

It would mean you're okay with your head.

"Hmm. This is my truth now, real. It's switched on, I can't stop it anymore..."

"I'll stop."


From Cecilia, I think I got a chop in the back of my head.

There is no damage with the helmet, but my head shakes.

"Didn't I just say discreetly? Then you'll get your attention soon."

"Mmmm...... but now I'm the Black Thunder Demon Swordsman! Something to fear."

"Mr. Yowki?"

"Sorry, I'm on track"

Keep your head down and make an immediate apology.

Cecilia must not be offended.

... and I don't even want them to hate me.

"I don't want to be bound. But I want you to refrain from trying to be unduly conspicuous. No, please refrain."

"Kid, my daughter would be right. It's just too conspicuous to be surrounded and troublesome."

"... a lot of passives. Looks like we're gonna have to pull ourselves out this time."

I won't forget Kitchen II when I agree with you.

Or don't just take this away from me.

"If you can, I'd like to ask you again this time."

"Sounds like you need to convince me anyway."

You two are arguing about how I steer.

I hope you don't think it's easy to manipulate the Black Thunder Demon Swordsman.

"Oh, don't taste me."

"Mr. Yowki, shall I take your cover once?"

"Sorry. Again, I'm on track. Only the helmet, if you want to take it off, take it all off."

I definitely don't want to just take my helmet and expose my face.

I'm dressed in a kitchen two costume, but I can't do it.

"Kid, shouldn't you just keep your mouth shut for a little while"

"Huh... I can't!

The rejection also sticks to Kitchen II.

It's been a long time, even though I know I can't.

Reflectively, Kitchen II is activated.

"I knew it, let's take it once"

"That's all. Just give me a break, Cecilia."

I persuaded desperately that the helmet was forgiven.

"... so what are we going to do now"

"Take the request, make money"

The purpose of this one is for Guy to make money.

For once, Cecilia won't bind me if I make more noise than I have to.

Just support Guy for a week or so so so he can stand alone.

"Clayman would choose a request that just seems right."

I'll do my job well, Clayman.

You should be able to find the right request for Guy.

"Hmm. Then go"

"Wait. Again, I'm worried."


Sister, take a stop from Cecilia.

After all, is my cook two the cause?

I swore I would never cause any problems.

"It's not just Mr. Yowki. Mr. Guy is also new to human society. It could hit some kind of obstacle."

"... right. An unexpected happening could strike my life."

"So, like Mr. Yowki. I'll go with the request until Mr. Guy gets used to it, too."


"Because I'm worried about Mr. Yowki alone.... No, I'm also worried about the Black Thunder Demon Swordsman."

Double punch that I can't rely on just me, worried I won't cause problems.

If Cecilia's with you, I'd be relieved, rather, because she's happy.

... I'm thick, but I guess I'll be fine.