Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 254 There are only zero and countless times of women’s clothing
"This. This and then again."

Holding the complicated and exquisite pink dress in hand, little Klein studied it for a long time before finding the correct way to wear it.

Above the gray fog, after receiving this piece of clothing, Klein appeared in the dummy "world" to ask him to pray, and asked Ron to change into a set of men's clothing on the grounds that it did not meet the requirements.

Then, he got the innocent price of "50 pounds".

After seeing the high price, little Klein suddenly felt that this skirt was quite good.

At least it's not that expensive.

In fact, he had thought about finding a reason to trade with other Tarot Club members, but he gave up the plan after thinking for a long time.

Little Sun is in the Land Abandoned by the Gods. Based on the environment there, it is estimated that there are no costumes that match the style of the Kingdom of Loen.

The "Hanged Man" was still at sea, with no way to help.

As for Miss Justice.
I'm afraid that the clothes she sent out to buy by the servants cost one or two hundred pounds. Judging from the Loen noble and her generosity in the Tarot Club, this kind of thing has a high probability of happening.

so.
Therefore, after a fierce psychological struggle, Klein Moretti, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, bowed his head to reality.

[Your drinking buddy—Hugh Dilcha. 】

This way, the money for the Sheriff’s Extraordinary Materials will be completely enough…

"Well, the original owner was quite pretty when he was young, so when he walks on the street and puts on a hat to cover up, there will be no problem."

In a single-family rental house.

Anyway, he is not the real him now, and can be regarded as a vest, so it doesn't matter whether he is dressed as a woman or not.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Klein shook his little black-haired head, rubbed his chubby little face, and suddenly showed a fucked-up expression.

Although the letter is short, it contains extremely important information.

Mr. Ron was even more generous than the man in the golden mask that day, and he even paid 300 pounds without hesitation for such a trivial matter!

Miss Bounty Hunter smoothed her blond, frizzy hair and didn't go out early in the morning to fight. She put down the absorbent pen in her hand and took a satisfied look at the written letter.

Hillston District.

……

"Tsk...what does it have to do with me, Sherlock Moriarty, for little Klein to dress up as a woman..."

After understanding this, the former Nighthawk felt much more relaxed, so he put on his clothes, took his keys and wallet and pushed out the door.

From his perspective, he looks pretty damn cute in the mirror!
As we all know, there are only zero and countless times for women's clothing. After putting on this outfit, Klein actually felt like he could see everything away.

[Dear Mr. Ron, there is new news about the investigation mission. The client has made an appointment with me through the bar’s intermediary to meet today. Please come quickly. 】

Making a complaint in his mind to distinguish himself from his current self, Klein suddenly had the illusion of choosing a female character while playing a game.

Now, it's time to set out to settle the score with that little brat!

After struggling to zip up the zipper, the light pink dress fell straight to the knees. The exquisite design and complicated patterns on it all set off the feminine temperament of the wearer.

And the man in the golden mask hasn't given me a contact signal yet, and I don't know how long it will take to make money from him...

"Hey, Mr. Ron is so nice!"

As she thought about it, a silly smile appeared on Xio's face, and she murmured unconsciously, praising the generous blond boy. "Hugh, what were you talking about just now? Are you actually in private contact with Mr. Ron?"

But at this moment, when Hugh Dilcha was completely off guard, the surprised voice of her friend Forsi suddenly came from behind her.

"Forsi, when did you show up!!!"

The bounty hunter was startled. She quickly jumped up from her chair, hid the letter behind her back like a reflex, and let out an exclamation.

"I went out to buy breakfast and was too lazy to go through the main entrance, so I walked in directly through the wall. As soon as I came in, I saw someone having a good time and saying that Mr. Ron was really nice."

"Xiu, you seem to be very excited recently and have become very wealthy. I even wonder if you are being kept by some noble or rich person."

Forsi carried the greasy pie and fried chicken and looked at his friend who had not gone out to work with suspicion.

As she spoke, the expression on her face suddenly changed, as if she understood something:

"Hugh, tell me honestly, you won't be taken care of by Mr. Ron!?"

"No wonder you came back so late that day and said you were going to have a drink with Mr. Ron. After you guys finished drinking, did you... huh?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Xio, you are both about the same height. I didn't expect you to like such a man..."

Seeing her friend's flushed face, the writer lady immediately showed a teasing expression and began teasing the bounty hunter.

"Forsi, is there nothing else in your mind besides those dirty things!?"

Seeing that his friend was not showing up properly, Hugh Dilcha first rolled his eyes at her, and then said seriously:

"Forsi, Mr. Ron is a demigod, and I have no money, and I'm not as good-looking as Miss Audrey, and I'm not that tall either. How could I possibly be noticed!"

"Besides, do you think a demigod would have as many dirty things in his head as you?"

"I just accepted the task entrusted by Mr. Ron. I just wrote a letter to tell him the news today!"

As the bounty hunter spoke, he raised the letter in his hand and shook it back and forth, as if to prove his innocence in this way.

You won't be like me, thinking about dirty things... Tsk, that's not necessarily the case...

Seeing his friend's argumentative attitude, Forsi curled his lips and remembered the pornographic book he wrote last time when the extremely handsome young man criticized himself for being "mad".

Recalling the succinct analysis and all kinds of knowledge, her face suddenly turned red, she looked at her friend again, and said in a confident tone:

"Okay, Hugh, you don't need to explain, I believe what you say!"

"I'm really the same as Mr. Ron...huh? Forsi, do you believe me!?"

Hugh Dilcha's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief.

She thought she knew her friend somewhat, but she didn't expect that her few words would convince him!
"Oh, of course Hugh. After all, you are poor, short, and not good-looking. I believe you will never be valued by Mr. Ron!"

Forsi showed a sly smile when he saw this, and as usual, attacked the bounty hunter again.

"Forsi, I think you need repairs!"

The down-and-out aristocratic lady didn't waste any time. She locked the guy who was laughing at her and threw him on the bed in the bedroom.

She now needs to take good care of each other!
(End of this chapter)