I’ll Live My Second Life!

You were a girl, Conrad-san!? screamed Fii.

Conrad simply gave his usual unreadable smile, before replying in his usual, care-free voice.

Gosh, Heath-chan! Im a man, a man. Cant you tell from my voice?

Certainly, Conrad did have a mans voice if you listened carefully, but he didnt exude any particular manliness. Or rather, he didnt exude anything at all, Fii thought.

With him dressed like this, for a moment it seemed like he had no masculinity to him at all.

(And more importantly)

Fiis eyes were glued to one spot.

Under that daring dress, peeking through that daring opening, it was definitely there.

A bewitching ravine that incited the instincts of men, and even drew in the gaze of women.

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(How on earth did he do that?)

Unknowingly, Fii had stared for quite a long time. Conrad seemed to watch her do so in amusement.

Shall I teach you how?

No thank you.

Fii shook her head.

Conrad gave Fii a look up and down, and nodded.

Yep. You look great. Totally cute. Hm, maybe just a finishing touch.

With that, Conrad pulled out a make-up kit from who knows where, and fiddled with Fiis face and hair.

Hows this?

When Fii checked with the hand mirror Conrad produced, she found that her whole impression changed, even though Conrad hadnt touched her for long.

Normally, Fiis face had a cheerful and energetic feel to it. But now, she somehow seemed like a quiet boy, who had a somewhat ephemeral atmosphere to him. Her hair was smoother than usual, which just emphasized her daintiness.

Even the hair colour had changed.

Fiis blonde hair had a tinge of red now.

When you have light hair, its easier to add in other colours. Dont worry. It comes off quite easily. Or rather, you should actually be careful of water while were on the mission, okay?

Apparently even that was possible.

Looks like were ready.

Conrad put on a veiled, and expensive-looking hat. Now, he seemed like a suspicious noblewoman, travelling incognito.

Not only that, but the glimpses of his chin and red lips from under the veil emphasised that he was a beauty.

Now that their preparations were complete, Conrad once again brought the fan by his lips.

Well then, shall we go?

This time, the voice he spoke with was beautiful, bewitching, and exactly like a real womans.