"This is, Dear Calci Rust"

Isn't that a montest? Master of sesame sledding. And you hate me. Somehow, that must be unforgivable for me to hang out with Master Calcirast a lot.

"You know this store well and well."

"Thank you, Montest, are you here too?

Montest shook his silver hair and agreed, smiling. A little less tall than Master Calci Rust.

"Yeah, I've been here a lot lately. It's quite flavorful, I like it."

"Well, that's a good thing."