'Master, I don't want to say too much either, but wasn't it ...... man (...), wasn't it?'

　As soon as I got home, Yukari questioned me with a cold look on her face.

　Come to think of it, she had explained to everyone that Framboise I was the man who was supposed to be dead.
　But now there's no sign of him. The manly, balding old man "Fran" has been transformed into the model-like, super-beautiful girl "Raz". Yes, she has become a pretty girl, even to the point of making Yukari jealous.

　However, I have no intention of explaining what's inside or what her past life was like from scratch. Hence, it would be gory here.

'I had some kind of s*x change.'
How can you lie so openly: ......

　I was stunned. But it's not a lie: .......

'Oh well. I was just pretending that we were guys. Don't be a badass, sempai.
...... Are you on the left?

　As expected of Raz, he can read the air super well.
　This guy has always had a pretty quick mind. I liked that about him, and we used to work together a lot.


'Senior?　Ummm, I've been wondering for a while now, what the hell is the relationship between the two of you?

　In the midst of a somehow deceptive atmosphere, Sylvia asked me a question head on. I like this.

'Ah ......'
We went to middle school together!

　When I'm stagnant, Raz is quick to follow up with me. I guess I'd better leave it all up to him now.

"Chewgak?　What?　Is there something fishy about it?
No!　Why not?　Middle school is like, um, you know, that, you know, like a school for kids in their early teens.
'School, I see. So that would mean ...... Lord Second Lord went to school?
What do you mean by that?

　Sylvia mutters with a look of disbelief on her face. This guy thinks I'm an idiot, doesn't he?　Godd*mn it, there's no denying it.


Excuse me.

　While I'm devastated, Cubero and Bicide come into the living room.
　They gave me and Yukari and the others a polite thank you, then turned their attention to Renko.

'Miss, are you okay ......!
Girl!　I was relieved when I saw her. It's good to see you looking so healthy!

　The three survivors of the righteous R6 are, so far, these three. Even if Winfiled spent a not-so-short period of time investigating, the only thing they found was Renko, so they can hardly expect to find anything more. Perhaps because they knew this, they were happy to see Renko again from the bottom of their hearts.

　That feeling must be the same for Renko. But for some reason, she looked dissatisfied.


...... You guys have someone to bow to before I do.


　The bouncing back and forth is too much of a degree to get to this point.


I know that guy. But, you mean to tell me you're lower than those maids?

　She points at me and says "him". The maids are Yukari, Sylvia and Eco?

　It's true, if they treated me lower than the servants, I might question it. And since Yukari is a dark elf, she probably can't be considered a great person by the common sense of this world. Well, in fact, his status in the house is so high that sometimes I have the illusion that he's greater than me, the landlord: .......


.............

　Cubero was unusually silent.

　You can't be mad at him, can you? Renko is a katagi. It's probably not a good idea to get involved in the bandit's style. That said, she has not yet entered the House of Furstest. Because of the ambiguity of her position, she is not able to blackmail the righteous, nor is she able to make the usual honorable comments like the chairman of the committee.


''Hey, is it okay if I say that?''

　As I was silently listening to what was going on, Raz whispered in my ear.

　...... Yeah, that would be best. I nodded, "Nice to meet you.


'Renko.'
Yes, sir.
I'm not going to try it again.
......!

　He suddenly got to the heart of the matter. Renko opened her eyes and fell silent.

If you are unsure of your existence, if you are unsure of your past and present self, you will lose what is important. Right now, there are many people who will take care of you and say you can't help it no matter how much you hate them. But you won't know that in another year.
...... No, I'm not.
You have to live by yourself. If you're hanging on to what other people give you, you'll never get to the top. You'll just keep falling down.
It's not ...... that way.
Do you understand?　If you knew what you were doing, then ...... is no better.
............

　It's an old story. Existence value. I used to think about that when I was younger, too.

　In Renko's case, I guess I'm torn between being the daughter of Reemsma, the master of the great righteous bandit R6, and being the only saint's resident maid of honor.

　Even though she has become strong with the knowledge Raz has given her, it doesn't feel right as an identity, perhaps because she somehow understands that it is a temporary one. On top of that, he failed to assassinate the Pope. Then the only thing left to exist is the brand of being the master's daughter.

　So, while clinging to her past self, she finds it hard to abandon her present self and wanders aimlessly about, until finally she becomes a young adolescent girl who is only good on the outside, and who is completely clueless on the inside.

The only reason you're proud of yourself is because of other people. Do you feel good about being bowed to like that?　Well, it must feel good, at least for a moment. But afterwards, it's all in vain, isn't it?　Hey, if you really want to be recognized, you have to acquire the right stuff before you can dignify yourself. You should only be judged by the light of your parents. If you're going to wrestle, you shouldn't wear a loincloth. You should do it all by yourself. When you get respected by your own strength, that's enough. Then it will feel good, won't it?
............

　Laz speaks softly as if to tell her off, and Renko just listens with her head down.
　It's a perfect example of a teacher and a high school girl preaching to the class.

We like it that way. On the other hand, I hate those who bring out things from elsewhere, talk about them as if they are their own opinions, and then deny others. Think for yourself and then express your own opinion. Fight for yourself, and then don't bluster about your power. Isn't that right?

　Yeah, that makes perfect sense. I also hated the word "common sense" spoken by strangers.

　The same can be said of Raz - "Common sense would dictate that it's wrong to dress up as a woman.
　To put it in perspective for me, it's like this. I'll bet my life on the game, and that's what's wrong with common sense.

　He said, "Don't take the common sense on your side and look like a representative of the general public. He told me to state my own opinion to my face. Isn't that what he's saying?

　Raz is suggesting to his past self. An uncool way of life.

'She's a kind person, isn't she?'

　As Raz continued his sermon, Cubero muttered quietly as he spoke to me. I totally agree.

　The two of us were in a relationship of use and exploitation. Just like Renko said in the dungeon before dawn, Raz must have had some debt to him. That's why I'm gently preaching to him. I'm teaching him from one to ten. As a senior in life.
　The friendship and affection that Renko wanted at the risk of his life, which could be described as friendship and affection, had already been largely nurtured in Raz.

　...... I felt like I understood a little bit why Raz brought Renko to me.


''You see, we all have to talk to each other about the good things about Renko so that he can focus on himself!

　And if I hadn't heard it for a while, it was kind of a funny trend. Isn't that too kind, Raz?

We like Renko's stubbornness. How about you, Sempai?
"Me? Hmm ...... I think I have more guts than most people. Next Sylvia.
'Wow, it's me. Hmm, it's frustrating, but you're pretty to look at. Yukari.
...... Well, I think you have a good style. Eco
What?
Eco-friendly, you haven't been listening to a word I'm saying?
Yeah!

　Very well.

Goodbye, Cubero.
'Me too? Well, your daughter is a single-minded, compassionate, er, ...... vicide.
I'm sure you're not going to be able to get away with it. I'm sure you're good at something physical.
Then we'll go around the block and come back home. Renko...

Okay, okay!　Enough!　That's enough!


　Afterwards, we all sat around the boiled, reddened lentils and chatted for a while.

　Well, it looks like we're going to get along just fine, doesn't it?






Oh, crap, I forgot to say thank you to steam.

　Before noon.
　When Yukari told me that we were going to have "a lot of stuffed meat buns" for lunch, my tensions were rising, and then Raz said "let's have pork buns", and we were arguing about the meat and pork buns for about an hour when I suddenly remembered.

'I'm going to go for a minute,'

　I tell everyone while "summoning" the anko. It's a completely convenient world, no, it's a handy messenger demon, since it can go to a distant frontier fortress and come back in a "bit".

　I use 《Darkness Transfer》 and 《Darkness Summoning》 to fly slimily to find the Steam Bitter Valley Frontier Count.

　The one I was looking for was soon found.


''I thought you'd be here soon.

　Steam greets me on a chair in the office with a disgusted look on his face. I've made the effort to transition him out of the office, but it seems to be an unnecessary concern.

'It's about the Second Lord anyway. The whole mess was already taken care of this morning, but you've forgotten all about me and you just remembered, don't you?
That's great, dude. You're f*cking right.
Yes, he has risen to the position of Count of the Frontier at such a young age. But you haven't done anything wrong, have you?

　I guess you're the one who says that to yourself.

'Well, I have several questions, but only two: ...... first one.
What?
How did you manage to pull off the revolution?

　...... This guy.

I don't know. Maybe it was a kamikaze.
How can you lie so openly?

　I feel like someone said the exact same thing to me just a few minutes ago.

'I'm sorry, but I'm always upfront. When I lie and when I don't.
Please excuse me. Now for my second question. Right now, the Marbel army has just invaded the western part of the Sizun sub-region in the Kamel God State. Did you hear about this?

　You're kidding.

"I don't know. Can I ask you a question?
Anytime.
How could you possibly know what just happened?
You've been using it for a while now, haven't you?

　Hey, hey!

You want me to know what's classified?　Maybe you haven't even told Mein?
"I've decided it's better that you don't know about this. I'd rather reveal everything to you than lose your trust.
That's a nice thing to say, as always.

　He's a terribly talented guy.
　Let me ask you something.

"Hey, you got a piece of Caramelia in you?
'No way!　That was only harmful in its present form. The divine kingdom has treated it the wrong way. I would use it as a painkiller.
Painkillers?
'Oh, I thought it was only a saint mixing up ...... but isn't the saint with you?　Or haven't we heard the story yet?
'The latter, I suppose. As for the former, let's just say my friend asked me to protect him.
'Then go home and ask him. As for the protection, yeah, that would be good. You are the center of attention. You can't let not only the pundits, but the fools as well, get the wrong idea.
That's a bit harsh.
I don't like spicy food, though. By the way, I'm a "Geko".
Then let's go out for a drink sometime. There's a curry restaurant in the capital called Karai.
Did you hear me?　No, you're asking the opposite: ......

　I turn my back on the dumbfounded Steam and ask Anko to make the transition.

　At the last minute, just before I was about to transition, I turned around and opened my mouth.

'Thank you,'

　I transitioned without hearing a response.

　The look on Steam's stern face as he left was a masterpiece.






　It was lunchtime.
　I asked Yukari to summon our warlord.

It's Winfiled. I'm sorry to be disturbed at the dinner table," he said. But we have an urgent question.
Okay, Mr. Second. What?
Heavens, no.
I didn't think you'd put a bun in your mouth first and then start talking: ......

　Winfilled laughs as if in trouble.
　It is my principle to eat what I want to eat when I want to eat it. When I was about to start talking, I saw a nikuman, which looked really good and I thought, "Oh my God," so I put it in my mouth.

"Well, what. I heard that the empire has invaded the little country of Citizen.

　Holy shit, that worked!

You're welcome.
Seriously?
Yes. Because don't you think the Empire is going to get laid sooner or later?

　.............

　Oh, yeah. Yeah.

"Okay, then!
Okay.

　We laugh at each other with a wha-ha.
　I thought Sylvia muttered, "You're not laughing at me ......," but it was my imagination.


'Oh, yes. Raspberry Bell, Ms. Can I have a minute?
Home?　Yeah.

　The only way to do that is if we still have the reason to listen to the words of the nikumanists," said Raz with a nikuman in his hand. I'm still saying that ...... this guy is a very radical of the pork bun group.

"Caramella's addiction treatment. What do you think we should do about it?
...... Oops, that's some serious stuff. We need to get serious.

　The pork bun extremist placed the bun on his plate and forgot all about the bun and the pork buns for once, and looked serious.

'It's true, Calameria is something we made. But you know, that's what they call an opioid, it's essentially an analgesic (...). They are safe and innovative when used properly. However, it has yet to be properly confirmed only in cases of abuse. That's why we don't know what happens to people who abuse it now. This is something I shouldn't have done. ......

　It could be said that it was inevitable, since they were trapped and forced to be made by the Pope.
　But in fact, it was also the root of the spread of the drug Calameria in this world.

　It had to be thoroughly controlled so that it would not be abused. If you can't go against the Black Pope under those circumstances.


I have one, my family. An addict, patient.

　Winfiled spoke up. 'You must mean Sobra, the head chef.


...... Okay, I get it. I'll see her.

　Raz nodded, quietly making up his mind, and then he chewed the bun in his mouth.