"Yaaawn~~"
Duan Mu came down from the second floor, yawning sleepily.
"Boss Duan Mu."
Do these guys not sleep at night?
Duan Mu glanced at the customers packed into the tavern, then at the sun that had just risen outside. The whole scene struck him as bizarre.
He did not know when it had started, but no matter how early he got up, the tavern downstairs would already be packed with customers.
Hmm...
It was not that he had no idea when it began. After Nishijin-ori and the others had completely taken control of Rukongai, the enormous population of villains meant that the tavern would be packed the instant it opened.
Rather than coming to drink, these people seemed more like villains who had found a gathering place where they could exchange stories and boast to one another—and they were villains from all across Rukongai!
"Morning."
Sitting down before the counter, Duan Mu swept his gaze around the tavern before asking Uzuki, who was yawning behind the counter, "That Iwao guy still hasn't arrived?"
"He can't get up that early."
Uzuki replied casually, then brought three bowls of noodles out from behind the counter. "One for you, one for Man'ya Ori, and one for Old Man Ishida. Take them over after you finish eating."
"..."
Duan Mu looked at the noodle soup in front of him and said with some admiration, "This is the first time I've learned that not everything can be mastered through proficiency... Also, Big Sis Uzuki, have you ever considered not making noodle soup for breakfast... I mean, noodles? You could make something else."
"Stop whining. You should be grateful you have anything to eat. If you want something else, make it yourself."
Duan Mu sighed at her words, gave up on arguing with Uzuki, and