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Mortal Combat on the 6th Floor, and the Meaning of Strength – Part 01

The Doyama residence, where the new otherworlders had stirred up a commotion, had drawn quite a crowd, but on the other side of town, across from the JR station, all was quiet.

Hazuki strolled through the quaint provincial town.

“This must be it.”

The words Café Penguin Float on the signboard looked weathered. Bells tinkled as she slid the door open.

The gentle lighting cast a glow over the old couches and tables, giving the place a classic café ambiance. Two elderly regulars sat chatting on stools at the counter.

“Welcome. Ah, meeting someone today?”

Upon noticing Hazuki, the elderly proprietor guided her to the booth furthest back. There was already someone there, drinking an ice cream soda—or rather, relishing the ice cream part. They were scooping up the penguin face drawn using chocolate.

Hazuki found it odd to indulge in something so cold in the middle of winter, but as the café’s heater warmed up