A few days after His Majesty blows the whoppers out of the sky.
　I came to the outskirts of Rethym, the royal capital.

　When I came to the designated place, I found a deserted teahouse.
　The teahouse used to do business with travelers passing through the streets, but the door is broken and the ceiling is half destroyed.
　But the door is broken and the ceiling is half destroyed, and it's not in the condition to do business.

　Is it really here?　I wondered, but since this was the designated place, I decided to go in anyway.

'Oh, you're here,'

　There is a man sitting on one knee on a couch in a teahouse with spider webs all over the place.
　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.

"So you're Viscount Cano?
Yeah, who are you?
This is Emilio. Nice to meet you.

　I grasped the offered hand back.
　Close enough to be able to shake hands, I naturally went to Emilios' face and saw a scar.

　The color is dull and you can see that it is quite old.

''Hm?　Does this bother you?
Sort of.
I was a bit of a rascal back in the day. I had a little trouble with the King.
I see.

　I don't know what happened, but I'm not sure what happened, but I guess it was around that much hurt, that much life saved.

"And you're the only one?

　He looked around the shop.
　I came here because I was ordered by His Majesty the King to do so.

　He gathered the members to form the pro-guard bandit army here, so the order was to go and meet with them first.
　Since they are bandits - bandits, they must be in the outskirts of the city and not within the royal capital.

''They're about to come--oh, they're here, Murat.

　Emilios calls out behind me.
　I turn around too, and I see a man with an eye patch on the entrance of the store, with both ears missing.

''It's ... Murat.

　He seems to be a taciturn man.
　Murat walked into the store, pulled out one of the couches lined up against the wall, and sat down.

I'm sorry, I've always been that way. I used to be a bit more talkative when I was a teenager.
That's another one of those 'yancha' results.
His is a medal. I heard he got it for defending the King. He doesn't talk about it. The King doesn't talk about it.
Yeah.
'Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.　Mix me in.

　This time, a man burst through the ceiling and jumped in.
　He had a strange voice, as did his laughter.

　The reason - I soon found out why.
　He landed and stood up, and that guy's face - half male and half female.

　It's as if the two men and women were cut from the middle together and the halves were attached together, a strange appearance.

I'm Kosmas. What's so unusual about this?　Well, I used to be a yankee.
What kind of yankee?

　I pouted.
　I can't imagine what happened to the yancha or anything else that would make me look like that.

"Ghehehe, you'll have to ask King about that. I don't need to tell you that.
You too!　I mean, what the hell happened with King?　Wasn't he the most yanked out?

　When I said that, Emilios, Murat and Kosmas all laughed, raising their voices and twitching the corners of their mouths.

''So, that guy there is a yancha association too?''
Nope.
Mmm...
Heh.

　Three surprised people.
　On the other side of the store, where no one had been there before, suddenly, a ghostly figure emerged from the darkness.
　The last one was a young, bewitching-looking, woman-like fellow.

'That's what the King calls a teacher. How did you know that when you were completely out of sight?
... haha.

　I did it.....
　With the momentum of the plunge, I pointed out to him.

''That's right, the only thing I'm sure of is the King's eye for detail.
...and you're getting smart.
"Kukekeke, kukeke, facts, facts.
Well, I'm not afraid to admit it.

　The four of them exchanged words in their own language, in what felt like a harmonious manner.
　In short, it's clear that they're in love with the King - His Majesty the King.

"So, what's your name?
I know. I'm Sofia, nice to meet you.
No, it's your real name. No parent ever gave a man a name like Sophia.
""What?"

　When I pointed it out, for some reason all four of us were surprised.

What the f*ck?
Wow, you say you get it?　How could you do that when your body was completely female in the old yancha...
So what kind of a mess you guys have been making, huh?

　I plunged in with a bang.
　What the hell was really going on with the "yancha", the "yancha" that makes the body completely female?

'Hey, how did you know?'
Huh?

　I sighed.
　I gave up on the idea that I'd done it by accident and there was no way I could cover it up.

'The sword on your hip,'
Sword?　What's wrong with this sword?
Men and women have different centers of gravity. Your center of gravity is the same as the one you've been lowering as a man for years. A man's center of gravity is different from a woman's, because they have different things.

　More to the point, people who lower their swords on a daily basis have their body's center of gravity slightly tilted toward the side where they lower their swords compared to those who don't.

'Oh, so that's how you know.
Hey, Dinos, I told you you're not very good at getting rid of people.
Don't say I'm bad at this!　It just got a little harder!
Isn't that because your body balance and center of gravity is different than before?
... haha.

　The transs*xual woman - Dinos held her mouth and huffed.
　The guy became a deflated natural on the spot and inhaled with a sigh.

　Immediately after - it was right in front of me, but its presence was scarce.

　If I didn't look at him all the time, I would lose sight of him once I looked away from him like this, the lack of presence.

　If I had been hiding in the corner of the store with this from the beginning, I might not have noticed it either.

'Oh, wow.'
It's been a long time.
Cripes, cripes, cripes, cripes. It's back. It's back to the old days.

　The three of us, who apparently have known each other for a long time, laughed and reminisced.

　Immediately after, Dinos, who had returned to presence, turned straight at me.

'Thank you!　It's like you helped me get my old self back. Oh, right, it was the center of gravity of my body.
Well....
The King knows what he's doing. It's amazing how you can see it all in one shot.
Well, the King wouldn't have called you Mr. Teacher otherwise.
...hmmm.
Heh-heh-heh, I was gonna give you a test, but I don't want it.

　The embargoed horse because I went into it unintentionally, easily, seems to have been approved by the four of us.

　........I tried not to think that I was in more depth.