Several people walked out of the fast-food restaurant to search for Himeko's whereabouts.
Following her impression, March 7th led Yan Huan and Welt into a dark alley.
"We just split up right around here... Ah, we're almost there!"
Continuing deeper for a few minutes, the three of them finally spotted the red-haired woman.
At that moment, she was chatting with a middle-aged man.
"Is that so..." Himeko pondered slightly.
"I never expected to fill in the remaining information here."
The middle-aged man smiled.
"Hehe... To use Mr. Gallagher's catchphrase, I suppose it's the irony of fate."
Accompanied by footsteps sounding from behind, Himeko slowly turned her head to look at her arriving teammates.
"It looks like everyone is here."
She smiled at the Express Crew.
"Right on time. Meet Mr. Mika, one of the people in charge of the Land of Exile."
"Mr. Mika, these are my companions."
Mika nodded in greeting to Yan Huan and the other two.
"Mr. Welt, Miss March 7th, Mr. Yan Huan... Fellow Nameless, a pleasure."
March 7th looked somewhat puzzled.
"You know us?"
Mika smiled faintly.
"From the day you set foot on Penacony, I've been keeping an eye on everyone's movements."
"It's a pity. If Dreamville and the Twelve Dreams hadn't long been isolated, we should have met in a more dignified manner."
"Let's make a formal introduction. I am Mika, the gravedigger of Dreamville."
"Gravedigger...?" Yan Huan spotted the blind spot.
"Whose grave are you digging?"
"Hehe, Mr. Yan Huan, you'll get the answer you want soon enough."
Mika looked up at the night sky and sighed with emotion.
"Life in Dreamville is very free, and there aren't really any organizations to speak of."
"Everyone lives their own lives, minding their own business. All I can do... is clean a few