Ray walks down the main street of Mejogo, regretting the lack of information he gets from the man.

(Well, he was originally an adventurer...or an adventurer even now? Anyway, he was like that. I didn't think I had any important information... but I still had less information than I expected.)

　I wanted to get some more important information if I could.
　Ray thinks so, but if you don't know the information and don't talk, you can do your best to get it out, but if you don't have it in the first place, there's nothing you can do.
　I walk down the street regretting it, wondering if anyone would ever come back to me...
　But those who come here are originally here to hug prostitutes.
　Some people may be looking for alcohol, but there is no doubt that it is an overwhelmingly small number.
　Few people go out of their way to get involved with Ray when their own ends...the greatest pleasure awaits them.
　Unless that's the kind of reason the other man mentioned earlier that there wasn't a prostitute to go by, there wouldn't be anyone like that.

"My dear brother," Why don't you hang out for a moment?"
"No, I'm sorry, but I still want to see the city of Mejogo, so I'll refrain from doing so."

　Wearing Len's mask instead of Ray, he replies to a brown-haired prostitute cut by her shoulders.

(First of all, let's take a look at the police box where... the jayas are gathered.) I've heard of the hideout, and you might have some information.)

　Deciding what to do from now on, Ray continues down the road, being approached by some prostitutes.
　On the way, I met some people who looked happy with their prostitutes' hips, but they naturally didn't pay attention to Ray.
　He had a smile straight under his nose, imagining the pleasures of the future.

(But... just a few of them must be convinced of their work as prostitutes, but some of them must have been forced to bring them in like Ajas did in Guillem? All the prostitutes didn't look like they wanted to.) ...what's going on?)

　The first time I came to Mejogo, I wondered, but seeing more prostitutes makes the question even stronger.
　Why doesn't anyone have negative feelings such as sadness, anger, and despair?
　I'm sure there's something, but I don't know what it is.

(The hideout... No, it's a stuffing place.) Is there any secret in the station? ...I don't think so.)

　Ray was expecting for a moment, but immediately denies it himself.
　In the first place, if there was a secret in the organization called Jaya -- I was sure there was Ray -- but if you asked me to hide such a secret in a place where everyone could easily get in, I'd have to say no.
　Even Ray would never want to hide in such a place if he had a secret.

(Then, it must be somewhere else, after all...if there's a secret, it doesn't necessarily mean it's in the mejogo? It's safer to hide it somewhere deep in the mountains where no one is coming. ...well, if you don't have to mention the secret frequently)

　As I walked thinking like that, I headed to the station I had just found... eventually I found it.
　That's a little different from the image of Ray when he is called a "staff."
　What Ray remembered was Gillum's fillings, of course, which he had visited many times.
　an uncouth building that is not particularly characteristic
　But... the stuffing station in Mejogo was very different from what Ray knew.
　Of course, Ray understands that there are many differences between the guards and the organizations behind the scenes, the guillem in the frontier and the mejogo in the entertainment district, etc.
　But now beyond Ray's gaze was a much more flashy station than he had imagined.
　The use of magic items for lights is a characteristic of mejogo.
　However, I immediately understood the meaning of decorating it to the point where I thought it was necessary to make it so flashy.
　In the first place, Mejogo is an entertainment district that attracts a lot of visitors almost every day.
　Moreover, as long as the brothel is well decorated, if the station is plain, it will be completely buried in other shops.
　It's quite possible that anyone looking for a station will not know where to go.
　That being the case, Ray expected that the stuffing station would still have to stand out as a stuffing station.
　There is a good possibility that the person in the organization at the post actually wants to make his or her place stand out...
　Anyway, now that he's found the building, Ray hides behind an alleyway where he can observe the station.
　Since it's a pleasure district, I'm sure there will be a lot of trouble.
　Less than ten minutes after Ray began to observe, a man rushed into the station.
　And a few minutes later...

"Yes,"

　Ray's mouth leaks a murmur of surprise.
　for he appeared with the man who had just rushed into the station, who seemed to be quite serious... or at least not the man of the lower class of the organization behind him.
　a man who seems to be serious, as long as he plays the role of a security guard
　It's not an organization behind the scenes, but it's a figure that could convince you that you're a regular guard.

(Well, if they were to play the same role as guards, could they not have dressed like gangsters?)

　That convinced Ray's gaze now leads the two men into the station, holding the man who must have been drunk.

(There are a lot of people coming and going.) ...if possible, I'd like to go in and look it up... is it a little difficult? Well, it's better for me to show more trouble and go into that station. --but now I want to avoid copying my face so that it can be remembered over there.)

　That's what Ray is worried about, but suddenly he finds a woman heading to the station.
　If it were an ordinary woman, she wouldn't have been particularly bothered.
　Or even a prostitute can understand that a customer caused some trouble and asked the staff for help in order to solve it.
　However, I don't think the woman who came here was a prostitute at all.
　You can see at a glance that the clothes you wear are rich in gold and silver thread, and jewels are sewn together, but the biggest problem is the woman wearing them.
　He is about the size of whether or not he can reach 2 meters, and his body is fat enough to think he is well over 100 kg.

(I often use the words "bong," "cue," "bong," "bong," "bong," "bong," "bong," "bong.")

　Her face is far from beautiful, and she looks as if she were reminiscent of an oak.
　Having been such a woman, she did not appear to be a prostitute in Ray's eyes.
　Of course, as long as there are people with various hobbies in the world, I thought it might be possible to have such prostitutes.
　But when you see all the men standing guard in front of the station and all the men who came out of the station bowing to her, it would be impossible to think that she was a prostitute.
　What's more, it's awe to be floating on the faces of men bowing their heads.
　If a woman was making men bow under someone's influence, she wouldn't look like this.
　It's a clear sight that men are not behind women, but in awe and fear of women themselves.
　If she's such a person, it's easy to predict what position she's in.

(Are you a man in the upper echelon of Jaya?) It was said to be a tributary country, a small country, but why is it so...?

　In Ray's eyes, he seems to have a decent skill.
　I don't know exactly how strong it is, but it still seemed to me that he was as good as a Rank D... or maybe a Rank C adventurer.
　We could hardly confirm the existence of anyone with this level of strength from the information collected in advance about the Levrellina countries...

(I suppose you mean you're where you are.) Besides, it's true that Jaya is making a lot of money. Is it not strange that there are people who aim for it or try to leave it to the rest of us?"

　Ray is looking at the oak-like woman, but she suddenly stops to see if she feels that kind of look.
　and Mace on his waist... that touched the vicious handle of Mace, which seemed to have spines on its end.
　But it must have been because Ray immediately turned away. The feeling now was something wrong... I look around me, as if I were saying so.

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Ryo?"
"...no, it's nothing. There's no bigger problem than that, is there?"
"Well, there have been a few fights and drunkards brought in, but that's all. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

　The man hesitates a little whether to say this or not.
　But the woman glanced at him and spoke with a touch of irritation.

"Well, tell me," If you don't understand it, it might matter to me.""Well, then... the coachman who brought in the guests from Rossi to-night told me that there was someone who seemed to be searching for us." --but he seemed to have been searching, or rather, to be a man of no common sense, and left him alone."
"... well, I see." As far as I can tell, I don't think there's any problem..."

　Hearing the conversation, Ray probably frowns slightly at the mention of himself.
　He wore a naive mask called Len, and thought he was acting like he knew nothing, but he still seemed to have caught the driver's eye.

(Think about it, it's a carriage that carries guests, and it's a coachman that manipulates them. Is it quite natural to find a suspicious man by guessing him with a high degree of observation or a keen sense of intuition.)

　Should I have kept quiet a little longer?
　While Ray thinks so, the conversation continues.

"If Mr. Ryoo orders me, I can catch him right away. What should I do?"
"Well, I think I'd like to see it once if I could, but... I'm going to get busy soon, so if it's just a little suspicious, maybe I should let him swim."
"Huh? Are you busy? I didn't know anything special happened."
"Oh, you don't have to know," Don't pay attention to what you don't need, and make sure you don't have any problems with this major basket now."

　When he was told that, he looked as if he had heard something... but he would not answer me any more, and he thought that he would be in danger if he heard any information that he should not know, so he nodded honestly to her words.

"All right. Fortunately, I don't think so, but there are enough prostitutes. If there are not enough prostitutes as before, it may cause trouble."
"Oh, about that fool," ... well, why are men so... well, that's all right. Well, if there's no other big problem, I'll go. You don't mind?"

　The man can only nod to the woman, who asks, with an air of displeasure, whether she remembered the man she encountered in the previous disturbance.

"Yes, thank you for coming all the way. Please eat something delicious with this."

　As he says so, he gives a woman a few silver coins.
　You don't have to give money here, but the woman in front of the man is one of the best known jayas.
　However, as you can see, he has a strong complex about his appearance.
　In part because of this, the woman has a very nervous and twisted personality.
　Knowing this, the man tried to curry favor with the woman by giving her money.
　Fortunately, the woman smiles happily at his aim and gets a silver coin and leaves.
　He bowed to such a woman... and then, when she was out of sight, he looked up reassured that he had managed to pass him away.