Book 2: Chapter 1
—I knew from the beginning that we were being looked down on.
「I brought out the best underlings as you requested. Is there something wrong?」
Speaking of whether there was anything wrong, everything was wrong from the beginning.
The fat guy, with jaundice on his skin – perhaps due to failing internal organs – asserted that the “lowest rank” product was the “finest rank” product without even trying to hide the contempt on his face.
The man had a number of rings fitted on his caterpillar-looking, fat fingers, and a scarf embroidered with gold threads wrapped around his neck. Looking like a typical corrupt bastard.
I guess guys like these always exist no matter the world. People say “appearance makes 90% of a person”. I wore clothes made of the finest silk, and the finest hair ornaments on my blue-gray hair combed down with vegetable oil. Fitted in a classy dark suit – I was surprised to find a suit in this world – I would never be looked down by anyone.
…Except, of course, for my age.
But, I did grow quite a bit over the last four years and was now at 160 cm. To the point where my companion, cat-beastmen Zerry, said, “You grew like bamboo. Nahahaha…,” and laughed. And although not at the average height, I don’t think anyone would call me small.
However, if there was one thing that can be considered a problem, it’s my face.