"From now on, you're one of the Café's people, got it?"
The moment they entered the cabin, Noah lowered his voice and spoke to Klein.
Klein froze for a moment, then realized that Noah had been calling in reinforcements to save him this way.
Indeed, according to the Café's rules, rescuing outsiders cost money, but surely rescuing one of their own wouldn't cost money too, right? He really was completely broke now!
Thinking about the wallet and Extraordinary items Bonova had taken from him, Klein could not help but shed a tear of bitterness.
So Klein made his stance very clear:
"Don't worry, I'd already been one of the Café's people before I got captured!"
"..."
Noah paused, then nodded in a way that made it hard to tell whether he was laughing.
"Fine. Very self-aware."
Klein gave an impoverished smile.
"By the way, how did you dare to steal Rosell the Great Emperor's relics all by yourself? You could see the whereabouts of the Blasphemy Cards from the diary, so you should've known that he was Sequence Zero, at the very least."
Noah's words felt as if an arrow had pierced Klein's heart.
"No, the diary said that no one except someone who could understand the diary would be able to discover them."
"You dared to believe what was written in the diary?"
Klein froze. Thinking of how more than half that diary had been devoted to chasing skirts, the corner of his mouth twitched.
"No... It was written in the diary, so surely it wouldn't be that bad? I thought he wrote it quite vividly."
"What are you thinking? I mean the diary's contents were far too subjective. How could Rosell at the time have known what his things would become in the future?"
Noah gave Klein a