Even with the strongest sense of foreboding, Mitarai Ichiro had no other choice.
As long as we can get through this day...
He had another premonition: after completing the god's task this time, he would definitely receive a very generous reward! The last task was simple, and the reward was not obvious, but this task looked very difficult, and the reward must be extraordinary.
Although Mitarai Ichiro wouldn't actually dream of being rewarded with divine power to beat up Shuten-dōji and dominate the dungeon world, he was still quite looking forward to it.
However, the moment he received the staff uniform from the break room, Mitarai Ichiro fell silent.
This is a maid outfit stained with blood.
Bloodstained is one thing... but why is she still wearing a maid outfit?!
Taking deep breaths repeatedly to calm himself down, Mitarai Ichiro kept hypnotizing himself with "I am a little loli", "I am a cute girl", "The waitresses in the maid cafe also wear maid outfits", "I am enduring humiliation and working hard to clear the game", and finally picked up the clothes with trembling hands and put them on.
In the live stream, one can naturally see the unspeakable censorship.
High-ranking officials from many countries were deeply grateful that the built-in blurring of personal information during private moments such as showering, changing clothes, and using the toilet saved them a lot of trouble.
After all, this would be considered an illegal product for children even on Earth.
After quickly changing into the professional employee uniform in the break room, Mitarai Ichiro tied his hair up with a headscarf, put his clothes away in a compartment, and then glanced at the mirror in the break room.
A girl with rosy lips and white teeth, her tender face paired with an adorable maid outfit, her obedient appearance made him a little distracted.
But the thought that this girl was himself completely dispelled Mitarai Ichiro's thoughts. He even began to wonder if the viewers on Earth outside the live stream would have impure thoughts about his appearance. After all, he had been a man before; how could he not know what the men of Japan liked?
Patting his face, Mitarai Ichiro officially stepped out of the break room and began his first step into his part-time job.
The hot spring resort was not as deserted as the front desk.
Even before reaching the vicinity of the bathhouse, Mitarai Ichiro already saw a head flying ahead and a skeleton chasing after it: "Sir, please do not fly around in the hot spring village!"
Mitarai Ichiro suddenly realized that ghosts and monsters weren't so scary after all.
As long as he keeps his identity hidden, things should be quite simple in this world. If it's just about being respectful to his superiors, Ichiro Mitarai believes that few people can do it better than him.
Before being chosen by the Unspeakable, he had suspected that he would draw the pink talent like Hirano Sane, because he had always had a good relationship with his superiors at the company.
However, in the eyes of the unspeakable, this seemed to be nothing more than a reward for his adherence to the rules.
Obey social rules and be a humble corporate slave.
He was a loyal dog who led Mitarai Ichiro in the Sakura Kingdom, but now that he's in the dungeon world, he's become a loyal dog to those great yokai.
He didn't realize that he was fundamentally different from Hirano San.
Hirano San is adept at using her intelligence and emotional sensitivity to make people who should be "superior" to her treat her as an equal, and even to make them admire her. Although he is equally intelligent, he puts himself in a very low position from the beginning and obeys the unspoken rules of social class.
However, it's pointless to talk about these things now. Hirano San is dead, and Enoshima Kazuo is also gone. Now, Japan is focusing almost all its attention on him.
After standing at the door of the lounge for a while, thinking about this and that, Mitarai Ichiro realized that it seemed that no natives had noticed him.
Wouldn't that mean he could slack off?
Anyway, the mission only said that he had to stay overnight, but it didn't say that he had to do anything.
Based on the previous two tasks, Mitarai Ichiro was full of confidence. Whether it was eating or praising others, these were all tasks that were not difficult. Presumably, this overnight stay would not be too difficult either.
How can someone have a very simple first task, but the difficulty of the second task suddenly increases dramatically?
Mitarai Ichiro thought this was perfectly natural.
Suddenly, a hand tapped him on the shoulder: "Are you an employee here? Come here for a moment."
Mitarai Ichiro rushed over, about to bow and greet her, when he saw a bunch of eyes. To be precise, it was a woman wearing a bathrobe, and all her exposed skin had eyes on it. He was so frightened that he froze on the spot.
"What, haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"
Hyakume-ki didn't seem to have any ill intentions; he just smiled and pulled open his collar. Unlike the censored live stream, Mitarai Ichiro saw everything directly.
I could see directly that her chest was covered in eyes.
Every eye had eyelashes, and some eyes were bloodshot and swollen because eyelashes had gotten into them. As he looked over, some eyes blinked, but the uneven blinking made Mitarai Ichiro feel even more uneasy.
He didn't have trypophobia before, but at that moment he was terrified.
In the legends of the land of cherry blossoms, the Hyakume-ki is the reincarnation of a woman who committed theft. Although there are also legends of a male version of the Hyakume-ki, in the end, the Hyakume-ki is subdued and converts to Buddhism, which is clearly not the one before us.
Legend has it that the beautiful version of the Hundred-Eyed Demon specializes in seducing men. Once a man's eyes are glued to her, the Hundred-Eyed Demon will laugh and steal his eyes for her own use. After collecting a hundred eyes, she will become an extremely powerful demon. Although Mitarai Ichiro is not a man now, he considers himself one, so when he saw her, he still trembled violently, fearing that she would gouge out his eyes.
"Sister...sister is so beautiful! This is the first time I've ever seen a sister with so many eyes, and every single one of them is so beautiful!"
Mitarai Ichiro closed his eyes and mumbled incoherent praises to the other person.
"Heh, little sister, you're quite the talker. Perfect timing. Come with me for a moment, we need your help here." Hyakume-ki smiled and turned around gracefully, his long black hair brushing against Mitarai Ichiro's face.
"Okay, okay!"
He lowered his head nervously, his eyes fixed on the hem of Hyakume's clothes, not daring to look up at her.
Therefore, Mitarai Ichiro naturally missed the scene where Hyakume, although facing away from him, had turned his head 180 degrees and was smiling at him.
The two of them, one after the other, quickly arrived at the milk bath area.
There were two women in the milk bath room. One was huddled in the pool, with only her head sticking out, while the other sat listlessly on the edge of the pool, her legs dangling in the milk bath, idly splashing in the water.
Hearing the footsteps of Hyakume returning with a little girl, the bored man suddenly stood up and walked over: "Found an idle employee?"
"Hmm." Hyakume pushed the shy Mitarai Ichiro towards her. "She should be able to play mahjong with us."
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