Chapter 6

*Ding ding ding*

As the door opened, the fence, who had been reading a newspaper, greeted us with a rude attitude.

“What do you want?”

“You’re a fence’s brat, but your customer service is a mess, huh? Don’t you know customers are gods?”

On the surface, it looked like an ordinary general store, but this was a place that dealt with stolen goods from thieves and robbers.

The fence put down the newspaper and glared at us with hostility.

“If you’re customers, give the password first.”

“Password? What nonsense are you spouting, you criminal scum?”

“Password.”

“The password is ‘Stop yapping and answer the damn question before I rip all your hair out.'”

Then, the fence rang a bell in the corner.

“Kids, we’ve got some troublemakers here. Handle them. Take the girl separately.”

The door next to the counter where the fence was sitting opened, and five thugs with knives and clubs rushed out.

“Wow, look at these scary-looking thugs. What kind of hardships did your mothers go through while pregnant with you…”

Before I could finish my insult, a thug’s knife slashed toward my face.

“Master! Dodge!”

Fortunately, my reflexes and reaction speed were still Werner’s, so I easily dodged it.

“Hey, can’t you see I’m talking? Your upbringing is a mess.”

I grabbed the thug’s hair and punched him square in the face.

“Hey, you know what? Fist potatoes are really tasty.”

As I kept punching his face, his teeth started falling out. Guess he won’t be eating tough meat anymore.

The other thugs were too scared to even think about approaching, trembling in fear.

“What are you staring at? Your friend just got a bunch of fist potatoes and even lost his corn. Don’t you have any loyalty?”

I threw the thug who lost his corn onto the ground. While throwing him, his arm brushed against the hood of my robe, causing it to slip off.

This is why you shouldn’t buy cheap robes.

“That… that guy is…!”

One of the thugs recognized me and pointed at my face, trembling.

“Don’t point at our Master… especially at his head… how rude…”

Suddenly, Airi warned the thug in a chilling voice. Why is she suddenly going off like that?

The other thugs, who didn’t know who I was, asked the one pointing.

“Hey, what’s up? Who is that guy?”

“That guy’s Werner… THE Werner…”

Seems like he knew me well.

“Long black hair, blue eyes… and that fighting skill… It’s definitely the Werner who single-handedly wiped out the human trafficking organization in this area…!”

Come to think of it, when Werner took in young Airi, he heard rumors of a human trafficking organization selling children nearby and wiped them out. I only learned that from the game’s side novel.

“Hey, there are plenty of guys with black hair, and blue eyes aren’t that rare either!”

“No… the most distinctive feature… look at that face with dark circles like a girl! It’s definitely Werner!”

What did this punk just say? Sure, Werner is pretty, but I didn’t expect to be called that. Ah, so that’s why the community was flooded with perverts doing weird things to Werner.

Remembering the disgusting images I saw because of their bait posts made my anger boil over.

“Hey, did you just say my face looks like a girl’s…?”

“To be honest, if you remove the dark circles, Master’s face could be mistaken for a girl’s.”

“Airi, I’m going to punch you hard if you don’t shut up.”

“Eek eek eek…”

Airi covered her mouth with both hands and made strange noises.

“Hey, you damn bastards, what’s wrong with my face? Does it look like a girl’s?”

Then, one of the thugs pointed at the guy who called my face girly and tried to explain.

“No! I think you’re very manly! It’s just this guy who said such disrespectful things!”

“Shut up, it’s collective responsibility.”

But then, another thug nearby said this.

“To be honest, you do look a bit like a girl…”

“Ah, so you guys really think that way, huh?”

I pointed at their lower regions with my finger.

“Steel, rise and pierce.”

*Poof poof poof poof poof!*

Iron spikes rose from the ground and pierced their manhoods.

“Kyaaaaah! Aaaaaaah!”

“Uwaaaaah! Gurgle gurgle!”

“My… my… aaaaaaah!”

I personally removed their symbols of manhood. This is what you call forced gender transformation. Go make some magic crystal ball TF videos. Maybe even sing a song while broadcasting for a second life. I hope they don’t fall into female depravity.

“From this moment on, you’re the girls, you damn bastards.”

The fence was now sitting politely, trembling in fear.

“Hey, I’ve got a question.”

“Y-yes! Ask me anything! Manly Werner-sama!”

I liked his answer, so I patted his head. Seeing how little hair he had left made me feel a bit sorry for him. So I didn’t want to do anything too harsh.

“Have you gotten a sky-blue wallet as stolen goods recently?”

“Yes, definitely a while ago…”

“Where’s that wallet?”

I knew the wallet was here, but since Airi was with me, I needed a reason to storm the place.

By the way, those thugs sacrificed their eggs just for that “reason.” In a way, it’s pitiful, but thinking about the disgusting images I’ve seen, I don’t feel sorry for them at all. Seriously, why do they upload videos of male characters getting tentacle-raped with titles like “Hot Stuff”?

“Where is it? Do you really want to die?”

“Just a while ago, the branch manager of our organization’s Bekem branch… took it because he liked the design.”

“Oh really? Where are those bastards?”

“At the headquarters…”

“Where’s the headquarters, you shiny bald brat?”

The fence avoided my gaze again. Seeing that made me angry again.

“Hey, baldy, do you think I’m being too nice?”

“But if I reveal the headquarters’ location, I’ll die!”

I sighed at the pitiful sight of this bald guy.

“Wind, cut.”

A sharp wind cut off the last few strands of hair on his head. It might seem cruel, but since he didn’t follow Werner’s orders, losing a few strands of hair is cheap.

“Hiiiiik…”

“Next time, it won’t be your hair… oh, you don’t have any left, do you? Anyway, next time, I’ll cut off your head.”

“Huh…?”

“If you don’t answer my question, you’ll die by my hand, not theirs. Now, tell me where the headquarters is.”

The fence had no choice but to reveal the headquarters’ location through tears. These trashy guys don’t listen unless you beat, stab, or cut them.

Meanwhile, Airi, who had been looking at the stolen goods in the corner, picked up a ring case.

“What’s that? Airi, do you want it?”

Airi opened the case, looked at the ring, and smiled brightly.

“Yes! Are you going to gift it to your cute disciple?”

Airi poked her cheek with her index finger, acting cute.

Damn, she’s honestly cute. When I played as the heroine, I didn’t think much of it, but seeing her like this, she’s really cute.

No. If I mess with her, I’m really dead. I’ll be chopped into pieces.

“Alright, this kind and merciful Master will give it to you as a gift.”

The fence cautiously asked.

“Um… the payment…”

“It’s stolen goods anyway, right? I’m taking it, you bastard.”

“But… we paid for those goods when we brought them in…”

“Wind…”

“Take it! Take it!”

“Good job!”

I patted his bald head. Wow, it’s surprisingly satisfying to touch this smooth head.

There was a high-quality robe made of thick gray fabric near the counter. When I tried it on, it fit perfectly.

I took off my old, worn-out robe and put on the new one.

“Hey, I’m taking this too. No complaints, right?”

“Y-yes! Of course!”

“Good job!”

The guy who was haggling over the stolen goods earlier now obediently handed them over. Humans really are learning creatures.

“Wow, Master, it suits you so well!”

“Isn’t it all thanks to this Master’s outstanding looks, disciple?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

It’s a bit embarrassing when she admits it so readily.

“But the color is gray, so it’s a bit… because of Master’s looks…”

“What’s wrong with gray?”

“You look like a nun who ran away from a convent. A nun worn out by penance.”

*Thud!*

I punched Airi’s head. This is legal; her father said it’s okay to give her a knuckle sandwich if she gets too cheeky.

Airi made a whimpering sound and handed me the ring case.

“What’s this, disciple?”

“They say girls shouldn’t put rings on their own fingers.”

“Who says that?”

“Romance novels.”

“I should burn all those damn novels.”

Airi shoved the ring case in front of my face, emphasizing that I should put it on her quickly.

“Come on, put it on me!”

“Sigh… fine…”

It’s not like I’m proposing to her or anything. It’s just putting a ring on her finger.

I took the ring out of the case. It had a red gemstone… I’m sure I’ve seen this somewhere, maybe in a game side story, DLC, or official 4-panel comic…

“Come on, hurry up!”

“Stop rushing me, I’m not running away.”

I slipped the ring onto Airi’s ring finger.

“Hehe, I’m going to brag to my dad that Master put a ring on my finger!”

“Disciple… do you really want to see this Master die?”

If I entrusted my daughter to a younger sibling, and that brat, who’s twelve years older, put a ring on her finger? It’s a situation ripe for misunderstanding, and even I’d be pissed.

“Just tell your dad you bought it yourself so he doesn’t get the wrong idea.”

“Why? You’re the one who put it on me.”

“Do you want to see this Master die? You’re the one who forced me to put it on you in the first place.”

I really don’t want to be killed by Airi’s father.