The silver light before him flashed a few times, and Yūki felt solid ground beneath his feet again.
The three suns of the Three Suns Dimension were gone, along with the mingled scent of fruit wine, roasted fruit, and scorched battlefield earth.
In their place came the hum of air-conditioning and the aroma of freshly brewed black tea.
He blinked.
An unfamiliar room greeted his eyes.
Wooden bookshelves stood against the wall, the desk was neatly organized, and several boxes of card sleeves sat by the window.
Yūki was about to check the positions of the doors and windows when a gentle voice came from behind him.
"Yūki, it's been a while."
He turned around.
Yugi Muto stood beside the desk, holding a cup of black tea and smiling at him.
Yūki fell silent for two seconds, then raised a hand and slapped his forehead.
"I thought Silent Swordsman would send me back to the ruins. I didn't expect him to set the destination right beside you."
Come to think of it, that made sense.
The spatial coordinates Silent Swordsman had left in the real world were in Yugi's deck.
He had opened a passage across dimensions and followed his own coordinates home. Landing beside Yugi was as standard as it got.
At least he hadn't dumped Yūki into the sea.
"Sorry for dropping in so suddenly."
Yūki glanced around. "This is your house, right? I didn't step on anything and break it, did I?"
Yugi chuckled and set his teacup back on the desk.
"No. Silent Swordsman told me beforehand. I just wasn't sure where in the room the passage would open, so I put away anything that could easily be knocked over."
Yūki looked down at his feet.
Even the rug had been rolled up in advance.
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