Once transferred, Sage, I was reincarnated and became the son of the Demon King. ~ Eh ⁉ The sixteenth place in throne inheritance would be too low ~

Someone called Sanza's husband went to the back of the store without noticing me.

"Oh, you know. Husband? He can show you around."

A man of leadership speaks up as he cares for the Looties.

Have you received any reports from the preceding men? I think, I see Rooty.

Rooty just nodded that there was no problem.

"Oh, I'm coming."

We head to the store room to guide the service of this store.

Apparently, this shop only has a completely private room.

Besides, they're twisting the space so that they don't bowl to other guests to avoid confusion.

When I heard that talk, I remembered a restaurant that came out in an anime of a secret society active in a city in the United States where that otherworlds intersected with the human world.

There was talk that the food in that restaurant was delicious, but what about this store?

"Now, if there's anything I can do for you, I'm going to ring the bell where it is. So now I am."

The service that led us this far gave us a gift and walked out of the room.

I saw the room again because the waiter had left.

That's a big private room. How many tatami tatami do you have? It's a big room.

Rectangular table long enough to match that room. Not gorgeous, but simple and elegant chairs.

Tablecloth with a good touch. The decorative flowers were also lived in the vase, living to the point where it seemed that they had now been picked.

When the men sit in the chair as they please, they take the bottle from the silver cooler placed on the table and pour it into the glass in their seat.

"Would you like a drink, sir? It's a welcome drink. It's free no matter how much you drink."

A leader held a bottle and poured it into a glass.

"Right. Then sweeten your words."

I sit in a glass filled with the contents of a bottle, sweet to the word.

Rooty and the others stand behind me so they can act at any time.

Two more men who were ahead stood behind the men, magically hiding themselves.

How do you know, Luti whispered, 'Behind the men, there are men who have magically hidden themselves from you. If anything happens, I'm ready to seize it,' he told me.

"Yeah.... is this booze?

Somehow, I feel intoxicated, like when I drank alcohol with strong alcohol.

But it was sweet.

"No, you heard before about the water I use to plant the liquor I serve in this store."

"This is the water..."

I can't believe it, but I don't smell liquor, so apparently it's not liquor.

"So, I want to talk to you, okay?

"I guess you don't have the option to come here and not talk. So, what do you want to hear?

"First of all, is that your name?

"Name. That said, you didn't name it. I'm Clyde. So, these guys."

It's Leopard.

"It's Fred."

The two next to each other, the man who named him Clyde, introduced himself to me.

"I'm Lewie. Greetings."

"So, Lewie's husband. What brings you here?

I want to know where this South End is.

When I said that, the three of them looked at each other.

"Why are you listening to me like that? My husband's the guy who lives in this city, isn't he?

"So how unknown is this neighborhood to the public?

"Is it more of this city than that?

The three of them are tilting their necks.

When you say that, you can't say anything.

"... sure, because Master Lewie doesn't go out much"

Mr. Rooty, you don't have to tell me where it is.

"Ohon. As good as that is, what is this neighborhood famous for?

Cough up and deceive me that I'm insensitive.

"Famous, but this neighborhood is famous."

"Livestock?"

Does that mean you're domesticating warcraft?

"I mean, are you farming warcraft?

"That's right. I don't know if it's because of the Aboriginal people in the north, or if it was a struggle to hunt for the Warcraft. I've decided to farm the Warcraft. If this city pushes you, you can get out of here in the South End."

It's the end of the story.

"But for that, there seems to be some flower shops?

"Well, catching a warcraft is also a heavy labor. Besides, there are residential facilities where the creative people who work in the mines live. It's natural for those guys to do that kind of work. That's it. Demand is the guy."

"Juju? Something, that?

"Maybe it's a nourishing mistake, then?

"Idiot, demand means what you need because you need it."

Clyde hit Leopard and Fred in the head next door.

Hmm. Knowing what demand means would mean to be pretty smart.

These three. Maybe I can use it.

"... so you know what kind of team is bullshitting this district?

"Oh, it would be two things:" Rampage Club "and" Crimson Tigger ""

"How are things on the force?

"One way or the other, 'Runpage Club' prevails. He's been active lately."

Hmm. Apparently, you'd better hear about the team that was in the North End and see that they're moving to take control of the South End.

If so, should the South End be static for a while? Or should I intervene while trying not to find out that I am a lord? I'll talk to Lishmond about this when I get home.

"Later, I guess just one last thing is good"

"Go ahead. I'll tell you anything I know."

"Before you go into the store, do you know who that guy who saw the chill?

"Man? What kind of guy?

"Someone dressed flashy in a floral state with both hands"

"Oh, that's him. He's a player who says," Sanzaju Wemoron. "

"Player."

I thought he might be some rich son, but didn't he?

"Brother. That bastard's name, was that it? I heard about Zanzajuwemon.

"Chicken. We both know his name is San Sajmon."

Something tells me the three names are subtly different. What do you mean? Misunderstood?

"You've decided I fit in. Ugh."

"No, I'm a good fit."

"I'm here. Brother."

The three of them say it to each other, so I ask them to raise their hands and be quiet. Physically.

"Be quiet."

When Rooty says so, two of his men behind the three stick a dagger in their necks.

The three scream briefly.

And when I lowered my hand, my men wore daggers.

"Well, Sanza, what kind of person are you?

"It's a man who's so resistant to fights and looks good that even in silence, a woman comes by."

Cheng Cheng. so called, strong handsome and.

"Thank you. That's all I need to know. Enjoy something delicious in this shop."

"Heh, heh, yeah. So, how much can you get out?

"You don't have to worry about the payment."

"Chicken. This store cooks for the money it pays."

"The journey. Is that so? By the way, what's the name of this store?

I didn't know because there was no sign on this store.

"No (nameless). That's the name of this store."

Nobody. Something like a spy's code name.

With that in mind, I rang the bell and called for the service and gave him a piece of gold.

And the food that came out was, to be honest, delicious.