And suddenly, Mr. Weightless has spoken to me. It's just an order for someone standing, this guy, the odd guy, or is he malicious? Either way, right?

"No, it's cool. And the shops are thriving."

Mr. Weightless, who snorted and sneered, did his gaze around before going.

"I had a hard time getting here."

Heh, yeah. I guess I'll even hear a success story.

"It was a udon shop at first."

"What, a udon shop?

"It's a lie."

Keys! Let's go. Outrageous level, at all. A woman in a robe sitting on a table seat. A black robe. A wizard, I guess?