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Having received unexpected information about the collection of customs duties on Kansas Avenue, we were now visiting a dairy store that was as good as the market.

"Uh, why are you just looking from afar?

... Correction, to be exact.

"I've got an idea, but wait for me while I drink tea."

Me and Leisha set up at an open terrace cafe across the street and watched the store far-flung.

There is also a reason for this.

"... that was sooner than I thought"

As I lift my arms and stretch out, I check the street on my back with a small hand mirror hidden in my right hand.

Yeah, it's not my fault.

There were two adventure-style men there who would ask this one while taking the distance.

It was only just then that I realized I was being followed.

The gear you're wearing looks like it's being used in there, but I feel somewhere scratchy about the way you walk and how you dress.

It's a convincing level to be told I've been dressed there now.

Lords in time, or human subordination close to it?

It is likely that I was blinded because of the flashy exchange I had earlier.

Together, it is not good to be seen prying about the situation in the territory.

The conversation we had earlier would naturally have been heard, and if we kept asking about the reason for the milk price increase, we would be suspected of espionage.

If the increase in the price of some foodstuffs had led to some ruse, it could have been a mouth seal on the spot at worst.

Things have to be carried carefully.

"Oh, I knew most of the customers coming to the store were talking about price increases"

"... eh, can you hear that too?

"Yes. It's hard if you don't concentrate a bit."

Instead, can you just concentrate for a second and hear me, it's awesome hearing.

He said he wanted to help me, but those ears alone already help me enough.

I think it would be a good idea to mix it in, half-hearted.

But it would be best to look at this place thoroughly for a while if we were to be fully fledged.

I don't even know how to get them out.

"Reesha, maybe someone like us will ask why the price is up. Be careful not to miss it."

"Leave it to me! Oh, but... wouldn't it be sooner if we went directly to ask?

"I think so, too. There's just a reason I can't do that right now. I'll explain it properly later, so we'll do some research here for a while."

Risha shows a bare gesture of thinking about something.

"... If Logie has an idea, I'm sure that's the best thing, I get it!

Eventually, Riesha nodded as if she had gained certainty and put her mouth on a tea flavoured like Louis Bostea poured into the glass.

Anyway, if I'm at work, I get a little itchy when I can honestly trust this in my normal life.

To mislead its illumination, it gently rocked a glass that was soggy with condensation.

It wasn't until 15 minutes after that that that things started moving in unexpected directions.

It was when I met the woman who was staring at me with a glass of drinks in one hand.

"The euphemism, Element"

"Eh."

The woman, who told him so with only her lips, walks straight down the terrace to the back of the store.

Meanwhile, I kept my gaze this way all the way over my shoulder.

Come on, do you mean that?

"I'm going to go wash my hands for a bit. Please keep monitoring the store."

Follow the woman as she hears Risha's reply on her back.

Just in case you check the tail with the hand mirror, there is no particular movement.

You think Risha, who was talking to the shop owner at that store, is destiny, then it's convenient.

And to the back of the store.

It's hard to see from the street thanks to loaded crates and other dewstores.

There won't be any interruptions here. Perfect place to meet.

"You're a bad boy to follow a sister you don't know."

"You're a bad sister for inviting a boy you don't know."

Red hair stretched to shoulders, slightly suspended amber eyes.

I'm about 20 years old from the look on my face.

Though wearing commonplace clothes like the ones worn by city women, they look a little unbalanced because of the well-used muscles around their hands and feet.

If you're going to work as an intelligence officer, I think you should choose clothes like an adventurer or a few more normal people.

"I'm not free this way either, so I'll be quick. I wonder if you can tell me who sent you over first. Just in case."

"Well, apparently it's true that you feel disgusted like you're being seen through."

Tilt your neck and show it to the woman who laughs when she dulls.

"Yes, yes, I would properly say you didn't have to be so intimidating. I'm Karina. I'm usually a samurai who takes care of Lord Hargrave."

"... maid, maid. I don't care what you think, I don't know what a samurai looks like, but, well, aside from that,"

Pickles and eyebrows move.

It hurt my stomach to find out if I was disturbed or not, either way.

"Let me hear it, Leonard's got a message for you, right?

"... how could you do that?

"That letter didn't say the means to contact me from here. That means sending people over to exchange information. No?"

That being said and chuckling, Karina let her sigh out in a heartbroken manner.

"Lord Hargrave will love it."