I Am a Very Rational Person

It had been about a week since the unrest in the city of artists, Marita, had ended.

To give a rough account of Marita's aftermath, the protesters and the city dramatically yielded to each other, and it ended unexpectedly without much of a fuss.

Well, there were countless political reasons beneath the surface, but that wasn't my concern for now, so I left the city immediately, using my weariness with the protests as an excuse.

Of course, I discarded all the letters I had scattered and released [White Shadow] to negotiate with the artists, so the person named Belle who had lived in Marita would probably disappear.

"Is this the place?"

"Yes. It matches the location of the land Mr. Abel purchased."

At Mist's confirmation, I raised my head and looked at the sign of the cocktail bar established in Crocus, the city where [Crocus Academy] stood.

[Mist Dream]

A shop I had established in the city where [Crocus Academy] was located, with a direct line to House Nebula.

In simple terms, the Crocus branch of House Nebula...