Devil Fruit Shop.
"Alan's new album is a little disappointing."
Rosha could not help shaking his head, a look of disappointment appearing on his face.
God knew how excited Rosha had been when he discovered that Alan existed in this world he had been reborn into.
In his previous life, he had loved listening to Alan's songs.
Unfortunately, Alan had become somewhat distracted over the years, constantly appearing on all kinds of variety shows while stubbornly refusing to release a new album.
Rosha had not lived long enough in his previous life to see one.
Then, after being reborn, he took one look and—well, Alan was releasing a new album!
One could imagine Rosha's mood. The moment the digital album went online, he bought it without hesitation.
He had originally planned to lose himself in it like before, but the quality was nowhere near what it used to be.
"Still, Alan's songs are much better than everyone else's."
"At least they're listenable."
Even though he was somewhat disappointed, Rosha was still Alan's fan.
And honestly, Rosha was only disappointed because Alan's songs had declined compared to before. Compared with everyone else's, they were still quite good.
After adjusting to the disappointment a little, Rosha continued enjoying The Greatest Work.
Until the wind chime by the door rang.
Only then did Rosha perk up.
A woman wearing light blue jeans and a black jacket walked into the shop.
The moment she entered, the smell of alcohol wafted in.
Her hair was messy, her complexion was poor, and she looked listless.
She looked exactly like Rosha after pulling an all-nighter at an internet café.
But when Rosha got a clear look at her face, he understood.
Jessica Jones!
A decadent private detective who drifted through life every day.
"When did a Devil