Miss Alice's dress has changed slightly, becoming a formal gown, but the color scheme remains predominantly white with blue-purple trim.
The bar where the heroine Breed of the Sword plans to hunt for women tonight is a gathering place for the town's upper class. If she doesn't dress like a noble lady, she won't even be able to get in.
Fortunately, there is an alchemical garment that can change its appearance at will, avoiding the unnecessary expense of buying a formal dress. Moreover, if I were to buy such a dress, it would be a waste to destroy it after use, and it seems a bit perverted to collect it.
Upon arriving at the destination, it was immediately apparent from the outside that the place was extremely luxurious. There were security guards at the entrance, who were responsible not only for security but also for turning away guests who looked shabby.
Miss Alice, mimicking that so-called aristocratic air, easily entered thanks to her beautiful appearance and her rather expensive-looking dress.
Once inside, one can see that the decor is extremely luxurious. The so-called upper class are chatting and laughing, while professional piano music plays in the background, further enhancing the noble and elegant atmosphere.
Upon finding the bar, an elderly gentleman in a suit and vest was mixing cocktails for customers. He appeared to be the bartender. Miss Alice waited for a while and, when the bartender had a moment to spare, ordered a sweet liqueur with a lower alcohol content.
"Yes, young lady."
The bartender helped me mix a fruit wine with a lower alcohol content.
"Thank you, the drink you made is very good."
Miss Alice took the glass and took a small sip. It was indeed a cocktail with a low alcohol content and a fruity sweetness, with a refreshing aftertaste, which was quite good.
"It's my honor that you like it, Miss."
The old bartender wore an expression of great honor.
Miss Alice began chatting casually with the old bartender, passing the time while waiting for the arrival of the Sword Hero, Bred.
During the waiting period, many men, attracted by Miss Alice's beauty, tried to approach her and invite her to dance, but Miss Alice politely declined them all.
Just kidding, "she" is a tough, manly guy, how could she possibly dance with a man? If it weren't for the fact that she was here to wait for that homosexual pervert, the Sword Hero, "she" wouldn't have turned into this.
"Miss Alice, did you come here today just to drink?"
The old bartender asked, somewhat puzzled.
"No, I'm here to wait for someone."
Miss Alice responded to the old bartender's question with a smile.
"Really? So you had plans with your friends all along. No wonder you rejected so many outstanding men who came to chat you up. I wonder which lucky young master is so fortunate to be able to date such a high-and-mighty flower as Miss Alice."
The old bartender chuckled and joked.
"Actually, I didn't have any appointment. I just heard that person might come over tonight, so I'm waiting for him here in advance."
Miss Alice felt that the old bartender must have misunderstood something.
"Oh? Then may I have the honor of knowing that person's name?"
The old bartender, amidst laughter and conversation, mixed another drink and placed it beside Miss Alice, which was the refill she had just requested.
"It's the Sword Hero! I've admired him for so long. Not only is he incredibly strong, but I've also heard he's very handsome."
Miss Alice had the expression of a die-hard fan talking about her idol. To be honest, it must have been quite a challenge for "her" to say such things while making such an expression.
"The Sword Hero? I've heard he has a bad reputation; he's a womanizer. Miss Alice, you'd better stay away from him."
The old bartender had a strange expression. In fact, he knew a little more inside information, but to say it directly... openly defaming the reputation of a hero, even if it was true, would still have a negative impact on him.
"I will not allow you to speak to the Sword Hero like that!"
Miss Alice had a slightly angry expression, much like the furious look on a fan's face when they hear a stranger mention their idol's flaws.
"I'm sorry, I misspoke."
The old bartender didn't know what to say for a moment. He sighed inwardly. What a wonderful girl she was. How could she have fallen for that perverted "Sword Hero"?
At that moment, a person walked in from the entrance.
Miss Alice turned her head and looked over, only to find that it was the prey she had been waiting for, the hero of the sword, Breed.
Bred, the heroine of the sword, is a woman, but she always dresses up as a man, making herself look like a handsome young man. At the same time, she also hates men very much, making her an extremely contradictory person.
At this moment, judging from appearance alone, Breed looked like a handsome young nobleman, dressed in well-fitting suit trousers and a shirt, with beautiful blonde hair and a slender, tall figure, exuding an indescribable sexiness. The women in the shop all gazed at the Sword Hero with infatuated expressions.
[Tsk tsk tsk...looking neither male nor female.]
Miss Alice wears a sweet smile on her face, but in reality, she has already begun to criticize the appearance of the Sword Hero, Bred.
[But this guy even brought a weapon...]
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