Genius Scammers Want an Easy Life After Reincarnation

"Seriously, Celia? I'm just saying without thinking about it...."

"No, it's not."

Celia denies my words with her hands on her chin.

Then he nodded after a few seconds of silence with his thoughtful face and pointed his index finger at Stea.

"Try to sort things out. First of all, we must conceal Stea's presence no matter what we do. This is the absolute condition."

Then he raised his thumb and pointed it at me.

"And the goal is to escape King's City after satisfying the conditions. Who prevented you from achieving that goal?

"Stea can't show her face."

"Take one more step. Why can't you show your face?

"Hya! Well, it doesn't reveal who I am or who I am."

Suddenly, Stea, who was shook up by the conversation, opened her mouth slightly in dismay.

"So, if you don't know who you are, maybe you can show me your face. Did Risha actually see her face once? That's why I knew it looked like Christina."

I nodded and looked at Stea.

After lying face down for a while, Stea dropped her shoulders and nodded slightly as if she had given up.

"Yes, it's a rather dangerous act, so I'd prefer to avoid it..."

Still, Stia took off the hat she wore.

"I wouldn't be here right now if Rosie hadn't helped me.... you have to take a little risk."

"... I see."

Celia murmured so little that she urged Stia to put her hat back.

"You are now Rosie and Ichiroto, and if anything reveals who you are, Rosie will perish with you."

"I'm not the only one at risk."

"I'm telling you to make it and bring that man back here."

When Celia said that without changing her expression, she coughed at me one by one.

"... I mean, it looks impossible because I'm trying to escape Stea, who shouldn't be in King's Landing. But if she were Christina, all the problems would be solved. Isn't it?

"Um... yes, I understand that Celia is very worried about Rosie."

"Hmm, not like you."

Celia turned her back and started walking.

"Where are you going?

"Silver candle lights have school uniform spares.” I can't prove my identity with that, but it's better than nothing. "

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When we arrive at the “Silver Candle Light”, we wake up the children working in the house and have them unlock the door.

I thought I wondered what I could do for you so early this morning, but for the sake of logic, there was no further prying.

Invite Stia to the store and let her pass to the room she is using instead of the changing room.

And Celia and I helped her get dressed in a hurry.

"Sure, it looks just like this."

While I was fixing Stia's hair, Celia, who peered into the mirror from behind, said she was irritated.

Yes, that's fine, Miss Stea.

"This is the uniform...."

Stea, who looks like a school robe, turns around in front of her.

It was as if I was wearing my first uniform, and I felt nostalgic watching it.

"How are you feeling? Let me know if there's anything weird about it."

"No, I'm fine. I think my chest is a little empty."

"... leave me alone"

While grinning bitterly at Celia's blushing face, she grabbed Stea's hand, which seemed a little floating.

So you returned to me, and Stia tied her mouth shyly and lowered her head slightly.

"I'm sorry, I really wanted to entertain you a little more."

"Ah, no, I'm so excited to say this is the time..."

Then they headed for the back entrance to exit the "Silver Candle Light.”

The store is noisier, but I wonder if something happened.

"Mr. Risha, wait a minute."

Joshua, one of Laran's sons, stopped me.

He stopped by and handed me a paper bag.

"When I knocked them all up and made something to eat while walking."

"Huh? Yeah, thanks. But why?"

"Something happens to the owner, right?

It is dry.

"Not as much as the owners, but we've seen people and lived. That's all I know."

……

"You don't have to tell me what happened. Just let the owner know when you meet him. We'll protect the shop."

"... yeah, I got it."

Joshua laughed with her mouth raised and went back into the store without saying anything more.

The smell of baked bread came from inside the screaming paper bag.