"Oh... so that's how it is..."

The efficiency is really high. Have you already done so much without my knowledge? By the way, you've done so many things without even asking me, huh? It's one thing for other matters, but shouldn't you at least discuss things about me with me? I am the party concerned, don't I have the right to know? Even if I'm just a wage slave, I should still have some rights. Besides, I don't think I'm working for you, but I haven't even been paid. There's danger involved and you're asking for unpaid labor. Am I being lured into some kind of pyramid scheme here?

"Anyway, we're done talking about Miss Anna. Now it's about Mr. Amagi."

"Oh? There's more?"

"Yes, now we're getting to the main topic."

"Is that so..."

Gosh, is this just the beginning? Are you treating me like a professional actor? Even a supporting actor should receive some compensation. Have you forgotten that I'm doing this for free? Exploitative bourgeoisie, only knowing how to exploit us proletarians.

"Are you ready, Mr. Amagi?"

"Huh? Ah, ready... I'm ready."

Asking if I'm ready? Do you think we're filming a movie? Is there going to be action next, followed by a cut...

“First of all, it's Mr. Amagi's attire.”

"Attire?"

"Yes, just like with the gun earlier, Mr. Amagi needs to wear terrorist attire."

"No need to say, you must have clothes for that, during the search..."

"Of course, we've already prepared that too."

"Is that so..."

The efficiency is really high.

After a slight pause, Crepes·Clair suddenly said solemnly,

"Finally, and most importantly, is Mr. Amagi's appearance."

"Appearance...?"

I know I'm not much to look at, but saying it so bluntly without any tact, even I'll get hurt. And, to say it's the biggest problem, is it necessary to bring me down like that?

Heh, sorry for being ugly.

Perhaps realizing this, Crepes·Clair cleared his throat and said somewhat embarrassedly,

"Maybe I spoke too harshly just now, to be precise, Mr. Amagi's appearance is the biggest flaw."

"The biggest flaw? Do they know me?"

"No, it's not that, but mainly Mr. Amagi's identity."

"Identity?"

"Yes, because Mr. Amagi is not a native, it's very likely that the other party might see through his appearance. Once the identity is exposed, because real terrorists are unlikely to be foreigners."

"...I see. But what should I do about it? I can't do anything about that."

Can't just be reincarnated again.

Crepes·Clair then calmly said,

"I have already come up with a solution for this."

"Oh? What solution?"

"Simply put, it's disguise."

"Disguise?"

"Yes, basically, as long as they can't tell, it's fine."

I have a bad feeling about this...

"So, specifically, what should we do..."

"I don't have experience in this area, so I'll leave it to Miss Anna."

"Oh? Anna?"

Ryuto looked surprised at Anna.

"You'll do it?"

"Yes, although I don't usually do this, I know the basics, after all, I've studied this specifically."

"Is that so..."

She's really versatile.

At that moment, Crepes·Clair suddenly said,

"Well, time is running out, let's start now."

"Oh? Now? This is just too..."

"Don't worry, leave it to me from now on, Ryuto."

Anna said confidently.

"No, but..."

Ryuto wanted to say something else, but before that...