Once back in his room, Yuto headed to the lounge behind the ground floor, which is reserved for those who won the qualifying round this time.

"Are people getting together...?

On the door in front of the lounge stood a human from the Four Heavens Temple, and when he confirmed Yuto's appearance, he opened the door to me: "You're Master Don Du, please".

Upon entering the lounge, the interior was wider than I thought, lit by dim lights, and the counter and sofa seats were installed across several places. Yuto had never experienced it, but as far as I could imagine, it looked like a bar in the City Hotel.

In the meantime, Yuto slowly moves inside and looks inside the lounge to confirm the participants and their attendants and thinkers who have already taken advantage of the lounge.

(You have more users than I thought... In the meantime, shall we make contact while we see how it goes)

Yuto heads to the counter and moves to ask the master of this lounge for a drink. Yuto took a seat at the counter feeling a strong gaze from what direction.

"Excuse me, can I get you something to drink?

"Yes, do you have a preference? Sweet or neat?"

"Then give me something neat. Oh, no alcohol, please."

"Yes, sir."

When Yuto spoke to the old master who wore a butterfly tie that was over the counter feeling unfamiliar, the master responded temporarily.

The blessed man turns a blind eye to the humans in the subtle lounge. Then, I find myself in contact with several people, some of them staring at this one with a serious face or a nigga, a little uncomfortable.

Some people in the lounge were already in conversation with each other, alcohol with their squire, and came alone, just like Yukien.

As I knew, most of the winning participants in this one are adults and look familiar with these lounge atmospheres.

(Ugh, this makes it very difficult to make insignificant contact. Besides, it seems a little noticeable......)

For Yuto, who is also a high school student, such an atmospheric place for adults is unsettling.

Then the master gives you a stabbed glass of lime.

"Go ahead."

"Ah...... thank you"

The tense eunuch instantly took the glass offered and immediately carried it to his mouth.

"Hey, Ta-doo, right? You won."

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly speaking and turning around, there stood a blonde-haired boy of his own generation, nicotine.

"You only..."

I'm Julian Knight.

"Oh......"

Yuto recalled that he was a boy who exchanged only a few words just before qualifying.

And he also confirmed that there was that name on the roster of the winning participants.

Speaking of exploring other participants, this boy is one of them.

"You came alone, didn't you? Because of that, let's talk over there. I was bored, too."

"Ugh, yeah."

Yuto nods unexpectedly in the sense that Julian of tension took the lead around him.

Then, looking around, Julian lifted her finger and urged Yuto to find an empty sofa seat.

(Right... isn't it a bad idea to explore it from where it seems easy to talk to first? I might have some information.)

Inside, Yuto thought so, holding the glass in his hand, from the counter seat, and followed Julian.

"Nevertheless, I didn't expect you here either. Because it didn't feel very familiar to me. In fact, it's a little floating. You don't have to stretch your back."

"haha...... I guess so"

A blessed man who feels bright and innocent to his generation and laughs dry, told that way.

Further inside the lounge we feel that attention is being paid to ourselves, and it transitions to bitter laughter.

Julian tries to sit back on the couch looking in a good mood, OK! I just shouted out loud.

"Oh, I see! Don Dujun!

"Hey, what?

"Maybe you're here to find out what kind of people the participants are? Then you're with me! Well, I'm sure the others here are similar."

"Yeah!? No! I...!

Yuman is suddenly told his purpose, and he can be pointed out loud and wolfish.

"Haha, you don't have to hide it!

Julian laughs as she suppresses her belly with pleasure.

The voice echoed during the lounge, Yuto, feathering a disturbing gaze all alone, sweated cold and lowered his back on the couch to escape his gaze.

"Mr. Julian! I don't mean to. [M] And you have a loud voice!

"What we've come to explore is the identity of the participants? Or strength? Then you'll be fine! Because most of us here won't be our opponents. He said don't worry!

"No! Hey!"

I'm fine with being rude, and I'm innocent, Julian.

Yu Man turns to his surroundings in haste, but he can see the obvious evil air covering the lounge.

(What is it now?!? This guy!)

Yu Man is stopped by Julian by hand when he tries to open his mouth to Julian to change the subject anyway.

"... Look, I caught you, Don Du"

"Huh...?

"Hey, lads, you look like you're having fun. Let's mix it up."

Speaking from behind with a bass voice, Yuto turns terribly, where several of the participants in this one stand with their shoulders up.

"You want to know all about us, don't you? Then you'd be quicker to drink with me. each other...... na"

"Right, I'm curious about what you guys said earlier. Let me come with you."

Looking up at the senior talented people laughing niggardly, Yuto responded with an attractive smile.

"Ah, go ahead..."

"Haha, good for you, Don Du! Now you can ask a lot of questions!... as far as I'm concerned, I'm afraid there's no one else to worry about."

"Huh...?

Yuto reacts to Julian's twinkle, but Julian tilts the glass with a breeze that blows where.

As a result, he was a successful patron of contact with other participants.

At this time, a small participant wearing a newly arrived mask sat at the counter and ordered beer in a cheerful voice, independently of the swordswallowing atmosphere in the lounge.

"Master! Just ask for about five beers! And knobs! Heh heh, no, I saw something good inside. Noooooo, my daughter is growing up better these days...... guuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Yes, sir."