My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

"- Ugh... Shh, sorry!

No, no.

"Sash. Wait."

I called back the blue-haired man who peeked into the room and closed the door in a panic.

"No,... and you were taking it in...?

Hmm?

Well, I was taking it in.

"Because Hydra wants me to tell her about makeup."

So I was just putting makeup on her face.

Or how it looked to Sash's eyes.

"Oh... well. I totally kiss...... no, nothing!

…………

Fair enough.

I have something to say, but if I hang on a bit, it's going to be weird air.... I'm also a little scared that Hydra is nicotine without changing her complexion at all.

- Better than that.

"I'm sorry. Call me."

"No, I don't mind. I decided to stay at the orphanage tonight."

So I also asked Sash to sit down.

"But what about Hydra? You called it in?

Sure.

Sash and Hydra. I called these two.

A full two days passed after the hunting festival.

The heat of that day disappears completely, and Crozheit has its usual routine back.

I just stopped seeing too many people suffering from hangovers.... Basically I'm always drunk, like, a lot of people.

And then I started taking care of him in the orphanage, and it was the second morning.

- Hydra, I need to talk to you.

I called Hydra, who stands in the kitchen and supports breakfast, as she rents me a room in an orphanage where there are only a lot of rooms.

I decide if I want to go hunting or not, so being a hunter, I'm early in the morning, but Hydra is even faster.

I thought it was because I'm a Sister who serves God, but he actually wears this outfit as a masquerade kind, not a real one. It's the same reason I look like my maid, and it would be the same reason again.

She's also an assassin candidate.

"Thanks. What do you want to talk about?

Take the knife without saying anything, and skin the pile of potatoes side by side with her. Is that potato this morning? I wonder what the dish will be.

"I can't talk right now, so I want you to come to my room when it's night"

"Tonight, huh? Okay. - Oh, yeah, yeah. I had something to ask of Ayle, too."

"Please? To me?

"Tell me about your makeup. That disguise is brilliant. I'd love to wear it."

Oh, makeup.

That's amazing, isn't it? My face will change.

It was hard to remember, but I'm glad I remember myself.

Just.

"I'm not very good at it. If you want to remember properly, you should ask someone who's good."

Somehow, all I know is "makeup to make El's face".

Adrifts, applications, that sort of thing at all. I don't think I can make myself comfortable without doing it again and again.

And what I'm familiar with about that is that I'm still going to be an adult woman.

"Enough. Because I still don't have the foundation."

I see.

Then I guess I can teach you if it's about the basics.

Or I'll learn some more makeup too... No, let's not.

I'm still a little flimsy and small now, but like this, I plan to grow tall and grow a beard and become a bitter, manly man who will never be told how similar I am to my sister.

You won't be able to delude yourself with makeup if that happens.

How thick you let it loose, my masculine wild must overflow from the inside out.

Because what I remember is going to be wasted, I don't think I need to step into a deeper part of the world of makeup.

I'll teach you tonight.

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."

"- Sash. Can I have a word with you?"

Eat stew and bread with breakfast potatoes and catch a blue-haired young man just trying to get home.

I haven't heard the details yet, but it seems there's a door somewhere in this orphanage that goes underground. I guess there's a Bryn tower ahead of it.

Sash, who just arrived from the Bryn Tower, had breakfast and is about to return to the Bryn Tower again.

"Whoa, what the fuck. - Oh, okay. Bacon, right? You want to get some bacon at the table and feed it to the kids, right? It's good. Bacon from the Devil's Pig (Matton). Okay, I get it. I'll pay for it. Buy it."

...... yeah.

I only agree with you on that, so I have no objection, but I'm not talking about it. Bacon is really good, though.

And I'd like to say if I can be so pompous and scattered because I got the prize money... I'm not a kid, and I guess I'm just too mouthful. Sash is older than me.

I sense with signs that Cellier and Florentine have taken the children outside, and I open my mouth to make sure there's no one here but us.

"Are you free tonight? I'd like you to come to my room."

If it's so easy to get to and from the Bryn Tower, maybe we can get him to come to the orphanage for a little while at night.

It is an invitation to think so.

"Is that a call? That's unusual from Ayle. Okay, tonight?

- I was wondering if I'd stay over here for a while too, and so on, and Sash went to the back of the orphanage.

That's it.

All we have to do is wait for the night.

So.

A while after dinner, I had Hydra and Sash come.

The room I'm renting is a small room in a stone building....... but it is a bit spacious for me that although it is small, the bed, the table and the chair can all be placed in the room.

The Wang Du Inn, the dorm of the assassin's village, and the maid's room in Whorehouse Street were pretty small.

I think the room I lived in Heidiga was the biggest.

Finally, in my home village, I was in a room for two with my sister, which was pretty small after all.

I asked the two of them to sit in bed, and I carried a chair to the front of them and sat down.

"Thank you both for coming. I need to talk to you for a second."

"I know Hydra, but me too?

I'm not sure about using my head, Sash, but I'm fine.

"Rather, you're a deeper associate than Hydra. I can't take it off."

"Ah? Officials?

So far, Hydra seems to have figured it out. Sash... seems to have a little clue.

"Frankly enough already - does Celier and Florentine know this is the entrance to the Bryn Tower?

- Yes, my consultation is the fear that those two may have forgotten about the Bryn Tower.

I watched it all day yesterday, but I got anxious.

Because those two are so familiar with the life of an orphanage.

Especially Florentine.