"Oh, you're back. What did you find out?" I inquired as Arkiela phased through the wall of the room in the inn Aura and I had booked.
"Tch, you could at least show some appreciation for my efforts, shithead," She grumbled in response.
"Alright, fine. Thanks for doing the thing, I guess. There, appreciation shown...now, answer my question," I replied dryly.
"Dick...whatever, I suppose that's about as good a response as I can expect to get from you. Okay, for starters, the owner of that store is indeed someone who's reincarnated from the same world you lived in. He's an eighteen year old Oryctoloid, and-...," She began.
