"Recruiting for the Aji Noblemen's Party expedition! Join us and get a spouse for free!"
"I just sniffed her. Don't let that pretty face fool you—the stench on that woman is awful. Tsk tsk..."
"Old John's herbs are incredible! This morning, I was mighty again!"
"Quick, give me the hose! Flood this rat hole—I'm going to flush that thing out today no matter what!"
The clamor woke April First, who was floating in midair.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked down in confusion...
He was thirty meters up in the air. Beneath his feet lay a bustling town's main street, festooned with lanterns and decorations, warm life rising all around it.
Knights mounted on tall horses patrolled along the street.
Adventuring parties sat before curtained tents, recruiting troops.
There were all kinds of foods spread out along the roadside, along with crowds flowing back and forth through the street.
At first glance, it was a street brimming with the warmth and bustle of mortal life.
Except...
Only this street was alive.
This long street, roughly seven hundred meters in length, had no forks at all. Or rather, beyond every side road lay nothing but black void.
The street was like a sandbox simulation—or perhaps the Box Garden Angel had mentioned before—laid out before April First.
April First's current state was strange as well.
He floated thirty meters in the air like a wisp of bluish smoke, without any physical form.
"Why am I here?"
"I remember running into Lizi just now? Then... what happened after that?"
April First muttered under his breath, trying to figure out how he had gotten here, but no matter how hard he thought, he could not piece his memories back together.
"Did I die?"
Sensing his illusory, smoke-like body, April First seemed to think