I’m the Sub Male Lead in Romance Fantasy, but I Don’t Like the Female Lead - Chapter 137



137 – It’s dark under the lamp – 3

People often say that dressing up as a man is the most manly thing to do. No, it’s not often said…. Anyway. There is a saying that only a man can dress as a woman, so it is the most manly act.

Just a short time ago, I thought this was some crazy sophistry from perverts. What kind of dog eating grass is that? However, from this moment on, I had to sincerely believe in this nonsense logic. Otherwise, it seemed that my mentality would not be able to withstand it.

“Wow, they look better than I thought?”

“Lira, be honest. Isn’t this just your personal preference?”

For some reason, Lila looked more excited than usual. And inversely, my mood was as dirty as if I was going down through the basement. She chuckled and held a hand mirror in front of my face.

“No. Do they really look good together?”

“Oops! Please put that mirror away!”

I freaked out and knocked the mirror off. At first glance, I couldn’t believe it was me. His ebony-like hair that reached his shoulders, somehow he couldn’t even feel the “Rim” Of testosterone on his chin. The bridge of the nose is soft, and the eyebrows are light. Even his angry voice telling him to remove the mirror was high and sweet.

To sum it up a bit more briefly, a woman I had never seen before, but somehow very familiar, was standing in the mirror. I covered her face with her hand. This damn makeup didn’t even get blemished with just a dry wash.

Yes. I was now forced to dress as a woman. So I couldn’t help but believe that dressing up as a woman was the most manly thing to do. Because if I didn’t, something precious inside me would break.

As if she knew what I was feeling inside, Lyra scratched my insides with a meaningless sound.

“There is nothing to hate that much. It’s just pretty.”

“That’s why I hate it even more!”

I jumped up from my seat and shouted. Unfortunately, the visibility was much lower than usual. Lyra’s safe house had all sorts of suspicious artifacts, including ones that moderately shortened her skeleton. It was also using this tool that changed her voice. What the hell is a pervert doing to create such useless artifacts? No, rather than that, maybe it’s just a transformation rather than a woman’s attire.

Furthermore, as Lyra said, my face, which went through her touch several times, was unnecessarily pretty. And that part rather frustrated me. Why do you get along so well?

“Unless there is a good reason why I have to do this, I will have to be prepared.”

“Wait a minute.”

I grinded my teeth. She had a lot of work to do to get here, and since she seemed to have a plan, she had calmly endured it until now. However, if this was really just her prank, she had no intention of putting up with it any longer.

Lyra didn’t care about my words and started to hum her song, and then she began to go through a process that I couldn’t describe with her vocabulary. She looks at her hand mirror alone and puts makeup on her face, no, that’s not makeup, it’s the level of painting. They drew pictures on their faces and added various fabrics to their clothes. She put her wig on her head, put insoles on her shoes, and even dressed up in her men’s clothes from where she got them. She had become the perfect man before she knew it.

I was horrified. It’s a face, but how can you cover it up with makeup, isn’t it true that changing height or physique is the realm of magic? She didn’t even use the artifact she used on me. I opened my mouth wide in admiration. The highlight was the voice. She cleared her throat several times, zeroed in, and then spoke in a low, thick, perfectly manly voice.

“Hmm, hmm, hmm hmm. Is it okay? How is it?”

“How did you do that?”

“It’s all technology.”

To my astonishment, she remained calm as if it were natural. She looked back in the mirror a few times and nodded in satisfaction. Then she rummaged through her chest of drawers and pulled out two luxurious-looking cloaks. As she handed me her cloak, she began to explain why she had done such a hassle.

“For now, put this on. From now on, we will confidently enter the front gate of the enemy camp.”

“Aren’t there too many things left out in the description?”

She admires her amazing makeup skills, but that’s it and this is this. Why did they dress up as men and women, what are these capes and masks, why are they going to the main gate confidently, and is there a way to break through that? There are not just one or two questions I want to ask.

However, Cordelia grinned and continued to make incomprehensible noises.

“We are the prince’s aide. Things seem to be going well lately, so I took the time to come here to congratulate you on your merits. If a gatekeeper tries to block it, they proudly show their cape and scream to bring the nug boss.”

It was only then that I started to feel a little better.

“Among those people, there’s no way there’s a person who’s keen enough to recognize my disguise, and there’s no one who’s familiar with the prince’s entourage. If I show you the pattern drawn on this cloak and insist that I am an aide to the crown prince, will they really be able to recognize it?”

“Absolutely not.”

When they go to their headquarters and insist that it is the person of the crown prince, the possibility of believing it straight away and the possibility of doubting that an outsider is trying to enter by daring to sell the name of the crown prince. It was clear which one was higher. As long as some Sherlock Holmes isn’t a gatekeeper in that gang of thugs over there, the ploy works.

But soon I noticed something odd about her explanation.

“By the way, why did you dress as a woman and a man?”

“Now, shall we depart?”

“No, why the hell did you do that!”

As long as I listen to the explanation, there is no need for me to dress up as a woman anywhere. I ignored my question and grabbed Lira by the shoulder as she was about to head out the door. Then, she turned to me and asked again.

“An answer that is serious, and an answer that is not. Which one do you want?”

“What bullsh*t. Answer both.”

Where to run away with sophistry. She reluctantly opened her mouth to my firm request.

“First of all, the serious answer is, considering Mikhail’s acting skills, I must be in the leading position, right? But if I go back to my original body, there’s a 100% chance I’ll be ignored. It’s not a matter of height! Usually, if you are a woman, such guys are often ignored and looked at.”

She emphasized that height was not an issue, but she honestly thinks that issue is bigger than gender. However, apart from that part, there was a point in what she said. No matter what, it would definitely be strange to go back to the original lira. So, am I taking the lead? Recently, my acting has been on the rise, but acting with lines is still a bit difficult.

“So?”

“It is said that in order to avoid such stares, it was necessary to dress as a man.”

“What the hell does that have to do with my crossdressing?”

“If you go with two men, it’s probably overly intimidating. A combination of men and women can moderately lower alertness and induce vigilance.”

“Is this sound grounded?”

“My experience is the basis.”

Somehow, it was not an easily understandable reason. To be honest, the feeling that I just made it up was stronger. I wanted to hear her non-serious answer as she said earlier. At this point, her expectations are over, but I have to listen to her directly with my own ears, so I can definitely punish her without guilt.

“Then… , Now let’s hear the answer from the non-serious side.”

“Even if I don’t say it, you’re predicting it.”

“Tell me with your own mouth.”

“Um…. Because it’s fun? Wow!”

Just before she finished speaking, my fingers dug into her shoulder. Her neck tightened. She groaned.

“Ah, ah! Let go of this!”

“Is it fun? Is this fun?!”

“Okay, let me go for a second! No, please let go!”

–

Lira grumbled, fingering her shoulder.

“I still feel sick.”

“Eomsal is.”

“Eomsal? Awesome?! It really hurts!”

“Yes, okay, so give me directions quickly.”

As if she wasn’t very amused by my sullen response, she clicked her tongue, then shut her mouth and walked in front of me. Every time she walked, the cloak engraved with the imperial crest swayed.

The main base of the drug lords was closer than expected. On the surface, it even looked rather far-fetched. From the outside, it was asleep just like the other buildings on the street, but if you listened closely, you could hear faint curses.

Lira suddenly changed her mood as if she had been playing a joke. She said to me

“From here on out, stay quiet until I tell you otherwise.”

“OK.”

I kept my mouth shut. In fact, rather than opening my mouth, I find it several times more convenient to keep my mouth shut and move my body following him.

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Me and Lyra slowly approached the entrance of the building. The gatekeeper, who had been dozing off against the wall, opened his eyes in amazement as if he felt a presence.

“Who, who are you!”

“How pitiful. Can’t you stand up straight?”

“Who are you!”

The gatekeeper seemed to be taken aback by Lira and I, who did not lose their composure despite the threat, and drew a sword from her waist and aimed at it. Lyra laughed at the gatekeeper.

“This house dog doesn’t even recognize its real owner and shows its teeth. I don’t know who taught you, but you taught me well.”

“Real owner? No way….”

He rolled his pupils, as if it was only then that our appearance caught his eye. His gaze finally reached the imperial emblem engraved on the cloak. As if to look at it on purpose, it took quite a while for him to find the pattern even though it was engraved in a large size.

The gatekeeper was startled as if he had been struck by lightning, and then his body began to tremble. He stuttered and apologized to us. I don’t know what they thought of us, but I was scared as it was. Isn’t it true that humans are cowardly because they have imagination? I don’t know if he can be brave because he doesn’t imagine.

“Ah, ah, ah, that, sin, sorry.”

“I’m sorry to be sorry. Okay, so open the door.”

“But the door….”

“This is crazy. You can forgive me for not knowing who we were. Because that’s stupid However, I can’t forgive you for behaving like this even after confirming who you are. That’s not ignorance, it’s disrespect.”

With Lira’s voice filled with life, the gatekeeper opened the door in an instant, as if he had stopped it. He’s a guy who has less constancy than you think. At first, when I said that I still couldn’t open the door, I felt like an idiot for being surprised inside. You must be a friend with a lot of imagination.

Shivering, we passed the prostrate gatekeeper and entered the building. Still, if you think about it, that gatekeeper might be the luckiest person here. If you run away like this, you might be able to stay healthy.

“It’s easier than you think.”

“You’re a ragtag man. But don’t let go of your tension yet. The moment you believe you’ve succeeded in hunting is the most dangerous moment.”

The operation has begun.