Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer of the Era

Night had already fallen, and the city's nightlife was about to officially begin.

Amid the bustling streets, Riezel stood at an intersection, looking at everything around him with a nostalgic expression.

"It's been a long time since I last saw a sight like this..."

The streetlights and billboards along the road lit up one after another as night descended.

Colorful lights mingled with the glow of electronic screens across the streets, bathing the roads in a brownish-yellow hue.

Neon signs were everywhere, and people wore all kinds of outfits. Pleasant music drifted faintly from the clothing stores and restaurants by the roadside.

The familiar sights left Riezel standing motionless at the crowded intersection for a long while.

"...Has he never seen a big city at night before?"

"He kind of looks like a country bumpkin who just came to town. It's hilarious."

"You weren't much better when you first arrived, were you, Kugisaki?"

"Wha... I-I wasn't! Stop joking around!"

"You two, can you keep it down? The pedestrians are staring at us!"

Just as Riezel was lost in nostalgia, the chatter—or rather, the noise—coming from behind him snapped him out of it, leaving him with an awkward expression.

"Didn't I tell you not to look at me like that?"

Riezel turned around and looked helplessly at the trio who had been following him.

"I admit I got a little carried away. It's just been a long time since I was last in a modern city."

Riezel did not deny it.

So far, he had traveled to quite a few worlds, yet every one of them had been vastly different from the world of his previous life.

The Akasha Continent went without saying—a medieval Another World of Sword and Magic.

The DanMachi World and Overlord World were much the same, without