Time passed bit by bit. Just as the twelve-minute deadline was about to arrive, the Café's door suddenly made the sound of its handle turning.
In an instant, those whose nerves had already been taut, as well as those who had merely been curious, all turned their gazes toward the door.
Who could it be... Huh?
The moment Klein pushed open the door, he discovered that at least twenty people in the room were staring at him, while his spirituality frantically warned him of danger.
He could not beat a single one of the people before him!
The sudden fright made Klein snap his previously open mouth shut, and he even withdrew the foot he had been about to step into the room with.
"Enough. You're all thousands of years old. Don't scare the kid."
Noah's words calmed everyone whose emotions had gotten out of hand.
"Noah?"
Klein signaled to Noah, who had informed him to come here, with his eyes. What exactly was going on?
So many terrifying auras... Was this some gathering of the Café's big shots? Why had he been brought here too? Was this really where he belonged?
"Come, Klein. You're not the only one who doesn't fully understand the situation. Sit behind me first. Once everyone is here, we'll explain it together."
After Saiga spoke, Klein looked questioningly at Noah. Once he received a confirming nod, he surveyed his surroundings as he walked toward his seat.
Hm? Mr. Azk?
Klein looked at that familiar figure in pleasant surprise, but... it felt as though Mr. Azk had changed greatly?
Azk, who sat in the position of the God of Death, was the current Pale Emperor, and had once been the Death Magistrate, also saw Klein. Possessing the memories of the modern Mr. Azk, he nodded at