Inside the not-too-large izakaya, the four of them sat in a row.
Although the sake before them looked fairly authentic, under these circumstances, few people had any desire to drink it.
The sounds of revelry from the street rang out endlessly. A sliver of sunlight filtered through the window onto the bar counter, adding an even colder air to the izakaya.
"I've explained the basic situation. Next, we move freely. This is Tokyo... Japan, after it's been magically altered. Let's find the Olympic Main Stadium first."
Pushing the cup of sake before him aside, Bai Zhi briefly assigned everyone their tasks.
"The theme of this Rule Scenario is the Olympic Games. The final sacrificial summoning ritual should take place at the main stadium. We can try to blend into the athletes' ranks in the Olympic Village, while also looking for other players trapped here... Any questions?"
"Then let's do that."
After replying blandly, Zi Qi stood up, intending to be the first to leave.
For some reason, he had felt on edge ever since arriving here, as if someone had set their sights on him...
He had always trusted his instincts. Seeking fortune and avoiding disaster was only human nature.
But as far as Bai Zhi was concerned...
A twitching left eye meant wealth—congratulations on getting rich. A twitching right eye meant disaster—screw your superstitious nonsense.
However, just as Zi Qi had risen to his feet, the izakaya's Boss, who should have been outside joining the revelry, appeared before him like a ghost at some unknown moment.
Then, before Zi Qi could react, the middle-aged man glanced at the untouched food before him and immediately bowed deeply.
"Sumimasen, sir. Is the presentation of the dishes not to your liking? What would you like?"
Zi Qi: "..."
Looking at the humble-faced