"Apprentice Quarrier, here is the item you requested." A staff member said to him, while handing an object.

It was a mask.

Rui studied the mask thoroughly.

"And this will reliably ensure my identity won't be leaked through normal means?" He asked.

"Yes. The mask is a proprietary product of the Martial Union developed specifically for the purpose of reliable identity protection for sensitive and risky mission." She explained.

"I see." Rui nodded with relief as he put on the mask. "Thank you."

He walked out of the dispatch facility, as he began jogging towards the location. Fortunately, the town of Harrifel was close enough to travel to on foot.

Today was his first mission representing Freier Ester Inc in a fight. Rui had signed a contract for a single fight for a test, if all went well, Rui wouldn't mind signing up for additional fights.

Strictly speaking, he hadn't signed up for a single fight, more of a single day. The fights were semi-formal. There were some fights scheduled and sine were spontaneously scheduled on the spot. It was ultimately for entertainment and sport.

Soon, he arrived.

"Apprentice Quarrier." A butler bowed to greet him. "Please follow me this way. Madame will join you shortly."

Rui nodded as he worldlessly followed the butler inside.

"What is this?" Rui paused as a the butlet led him to what looked like a conjoined luxurious bathing and changing room with several maids waiting inside.

services and aid as well

Rui tilted

butler explained plainly, as if there

clothe myself, thank you very

"But-"

as his powerful mind exerted some weight

The

about

won't fight in your Martial uniform." He explained. "Thus she has prepared clothes for

gestured to

"…"

"…"

top missing or

no top." The butler crushed

fight in

sir." The

him hard looking for any hint of this being a big joke or prank. But the butler's expression was inscrutable, alhough he was sweating hard due to the pressure

picked up the shockingly small pair of pants. "There is

special product meant to stretch to accommodate your body size and shape. The cloth will contract to accentuate the shape of

those words.

has insisted."

sighed. ('I'm an underage minor. If it's this bad for me, I can't imagine how gross it must be for female Martial Artists. Seems rich people are universally degenerates

as he pictured a bunch if gross old men leering at Fae,

myself. All

butler bowed as he took the

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