We had a friendly meal together and then I brought Joseph to my office. In fact, it was a bit embarrassing to call it an office but it was still a good place to talk.

“Yes, tell me more. What do you mean by you think you can help?”

I sat in a chair with my arms crossed and Joseph pulled something out of his inventory with a meaningful smile. He touched his chin and took out a few photos.

“What is this?”

“This is how I can help.”

“Really?”

I immediately focused on the photos. There were several photos of an elegant looking woman. “I didn’t know you were such a bad guy. Are you taking photos like this these days?”

“Don't mistake me as a pervert and keep looking.”

"...You are a pervert.” 

“No, I’m not.”

I turned over multiple photos and a familiar face came out. My eyes suddenly widened. “This guy...?”

I knew him very well. I couldn’t not know him. He was the first person I met in this village. “Why is Kis here?”

The even more surprising thing was that he was photographed...