chapter 8 the road home is a long one

　　The waiting was torturous.

　　At least a decent adult, with Welt Yang's personal cultivation, of course he would not simply break his defence because of this kind of thing.

　　But no matter what, unintentionally overhearing the sound of other people's young couples getting close to each other ultimately gave Welt Yang a feeling of embarrassment.

　　I don't know how much time I waited, but the commotion in the kitchen finally subsided, and the fresh-faced red-haired teenager, who lifted the curtain of the kitchen room, had conspicuous to the extreme red marks covering his neck.

　　The young shopkeeper accompanied a smile and sincerely apologised to the customer who was placed outside: "Sorry, this guest, I've kept you waiting, is there something you want to see me about?"

　　"... "Welt Yang raised his hand and gently laced his index finger over the square-framed glasses that had slid down to the tip of his nose, and a whole host of questions he had wanted to ask all choked in his throat.

　　His pupils trembled, a small amount of cold sweat seeped from his forehead, and the knot in his throat rolled up and down a little as he stared deathly at the view of the kitchen revealed through the curtains of the door.

　　From the bottom of his heart, Welt Yang would have preferred that he hadn't seen what was going on in the kitchen, and he had never hated so much as he did at the moment why his eyesight was so remarkable that he hadn't been allowed to face such a dangling situation head on.

　　Long hair flowing Rita, nimble hands and feet of Bronya, as well as a small and large two Delisa ... shit, this damn place in the end how the matter, if you count the outside fainted in the soup Raiden Mei, this small cafe actually sniped him Welten Yang full five acquaintances of " Parallels".

　　No - rather than five of his acquaintances' synesthetes, it's more like he knows all of the shop's staff, except for the young shopkeeper.

　　Fortunately, Welt Yang was an experienced Trailblazer after all, and the encounters in the Stumbling Atmosphere had honed a strong enough resilience for him, so he quickly forced himself to calm down.

　　Welt Yang took a long breath and extended his hand to that young shop manager, his magnetic baritone voice sounded inexplicably a bit hoarse: "let me Introduce myself, I'm Welt Yang, and in a sense I can be considered as the elder of the three children out there, I don't know how the shop manager's is called?"

　　" Yufan, Yufan as in harness, Yufan as in sailboat." The young shop manager gently shook hands with Welt Yang as he gave his name, and the corner of his mouth curved into a gentle arc, "Seeing what this customer means, it seems like he has questions he wants to ask me."

　　"Indeed there are some questions, but before that, please let me express my gratitude for Stelle and the others for the shopkeeper's assistance." Welt Yang withdrew his palm, his expression serious, "Without the shopkeeper's help, there's no way they could have solved the Stellaron's difficulties so simply."

　　"What's wrong with that." The young shopkeeper waved his hand indifferently, "The current me is nothing more than a coffee shop manager who wants to lead a peaceful life, although the Key of Destruction is not a mundane object, in the hands of the current me, it's just a decorative item with a passable appearance, and has no real value."

　　"Since I was able to meet the right owner, then, letting it continue to shine in the hands of someone who can get it, there should be no better home for a weapon than this."

　　"The shopkeeper is more open-minded than I thought." Welt Yang laughed softly, looking at the shopkeeper with an unconscious sense of recognition.

　　Although he did not know exactly what the shopkeeper, who looked so young, had experienced, his gesture of being ready to enjoy life after seeing everything through was similar to his own - as well as those old friends who were still in their hometowns.

　　"Aren't you the same." The shopkeeper swept a glance at Welt Yang's expression, "The once several times world-saving anti-entropy ally would actually be satisfied with this kind of adventurous life with a child ... Well, from what I know of you, you to do seem like a man who would do such a thing."

　　The Trailblazer three-man squad sitting in the hall immediately pricked up their ears.

　　Hearing Yufan call out his past identity in a single breath, but Welt Yang didn't produce much of a feeling of surprise, and only clarified one point: "Although I did hold the position of the Reverse Entropy Ally, however, I shouldn't be the same 'Welt Yang' that you know. "

　　"I can't say I know you, I've just read about you in the middle of one of my journeys." The shopkeeper shook his head, "Compared to you, the ally, it's the other few Enforcers of your Anti-Entropy that I'm quite familiar with."

　　"Of course - as you said, the few Executors I know are not really the same people as the ones under you, and the place I met them was not in your hometown."

　　"Well, one can roughly guess." Welt Yang nodded, "The world bubbles in the Quantum Sea, right?"

　　"Yeah, there's a lot of anti-entropy in those world bubbles, and the members are strikingly similar." The shopkeeper said, "Is that what you wanted to confirm?"

　　"Originally it was just a guess, but now that the real situation has been confirmed, it's kind of a temporary relief." Welt Yang smiled gently, "The real location of this coffee shop should be on top of some singularity in the Sea of Quantum, right?"

　　"Your guess is basically correct, the Sea of Quantum was originally a gap between different worlds, as long as specific conditions are met, one can pass through the Sea of Quantum to reach different parallel worlds."

　　The shopkeeper didn't hide Welt Yang's intention, or rather, this level of fact, as long as a customer who had repeatedly patronised this coffee shop, there would always be a day when he or she would realise it, "And my coffee shop, coincidentally, occupies that immovable point where different worlds can be linked."

　　"Unfortunately, with my ability, I can only make this café passive in the immovable point and accept customers who notice this café."

　　"If you want to use this shop to return to the original world ... I advise you not to expect too much is better."

　　"... Is that so?" Welt Yang sighed quietly, "It seems that wanting to return to the homeland is really not that easy."

　　After regretting for a moment, Welt Yang suddenly turned his head and directed his gaze towards a certain direction in the hall.

　　"By the way, since this coffee shop can accept customers from different worlds, that girl ... who is the one sitting behind March 7 should not be a resident of Belobog."

　　The shopkeeper followed Welt Yang's line of sight and swept a glance at Raiden Mei who remained motionless, "See?"

　　"It's strange if I can't tell, the way she's dressed isn't Belobog's style at all." Welt Yang lowered his voice, "Moreover, I also sensed something very familiar in this child's body in."

　　"The shopkeeper who can freely give away the Key of Destruction should be able to see it as well."

　　"The Gem of Conquest that was implanted into this child's body - that is, the core of the Ruler of Thunder."