By the time Ringer's eyes regained light, he was in the middle of a large circular library, and the shopkeeper, Glenfiddich, was standing in front of him, observing with satisfaction what he was holding: a pitch-black inkwell.

Ringer touched his lips, his mood was very uneasy, was that mouth in the dark just now the store manager?

I was kissed by a man?

"Store manager, are you a man or a woman?" He finally couldn't help but ask.

"Does it matter?" The store manager inserted the feather he got from the winged man into the mouth of the bottle and said nonchalantly.

"Maybe it doesn't matter, but I want to know." The store manager raised his head and glanced at him, and said, "Okay, I called you to come with me today, I originally wanted to tell you something, and since you are so curious about my gender, I will tell you." Ringer listened intently.

"I'm not an ordinary human being, and gender divisions mean nothing to me, but if I had to make a distinction, I could be both male and female."

"What does that mean?" Ringer's eyes widened.

It means that in the eyes of different people, the image of me is different, including gender. When you think of me as a man, I take on the form of a man, and when you think of me as a woman, I take on feminine characteristics. The store manager stared closely into Ringer's eyes, and Ringer's pupils were wide open, clearly reflecting the image of the store manager.

"I've seen me in your eyes, and you're wondering if I'm male or female, so my gender characteristics look blurry, but it's pretty handsome." The store manager smiled.

Ringer was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something.

"Nilou once mentioned that you hate being called Mr. by others, since the store manager is neither male nor female, why do you hate this title?" The store manager smiled: "That's because in her eyes, I'm a very angry little girl, so she has that illusion." The store manager in Ringer's eyes gradually began to change subtly, but he hadn't noticed it yet, so he then asked, "What does the store manager look like when you look in the mirror?" The shopkeeper smiled and didn't answer the question, and Ringer didn't ask any more when he saw this.

At this time, he suddenly found that the store manager in front of him seemed to be a different person and became more ...... It's feminine, especially in an otherwise unremarkable area.

The store manager noticed that Ringer's gaze fell on her chest, and through his eyes, she saw a new self, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, it seems that you have a new conclusion." ”

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Ringer immediately looked away.

"It doesn't matter, I like to see me in the eyes of different people, and others are like walking mirrors to me. If it weren't for the fact that there are outsiders here, I would have taken off my clothes and looked in the mirror. Reading the book, Lalinger was shocked.

"Store manager, do you often take off your clothes in front of others-"

"What do you say?" The store manager wrinkled his delicate nose and interrupted Ringer's bold guess,

"You are an employee of the company, I just said that, it should be regarded as a special benefit for employees, and outsiders do not have this kind of opportunity."

"Uh, welfare?" The manager patted Ringer on the shoulder vigorously.

"An excellent employee like you, of course, you have to give out benefits, this is the way to do business, if you are interested in my body, don't say just look, even if you have more excessive requirements, I can't agree, anyway, I don't care about these." Ringer was stunned and looked at the brand new store manager with his mouth wide open.

"Is this an illusion?"

"What do you mean?"

"The manager's appearance." The store manager took Ringer's hand and placed it in the place where the change was most drastic.

"What do you think?" Ringer's pupils shook, and he felt full of reality, the store manager's ever-changing nature was not just an illusion.

"Ahem...... Old friend, what are you going to do in my library? An old voice came from behind him, pulling Ringer back from the brink of suffocation.

The store manager put down his hand and said, "Let's talk about welfare another day, let's get down to business first." Then he looked behind him.