Chapter 480: Extra Chapter ~~ Peaceful Sky Ozma Doesnt Reveal ~~ (1/2)

A small coffee in the capital of the Archlesia Empire. The store is run by a young Dwarven girl, and today, Ozma, her regular customer, was there.

Ozma was sitting on the counter seat, wearing a loose trench coat, drinking her favorite coffee and eating a late breakfast.

[Uncle? You're here later than usual today, aren't you? Also, doesn't it seem like you're tired?]

[Ah~~ I'm just a bit tired because of work. Well, my busiest day was yesterday, so it should be fine for me to take it easy now.]

[To be honest, I'm more surprised to hear the word ”work” come out of your mouth.]

[Young people these days are so outspoken that it hurts me a bit~~]

Finishing a few sandwiches, the shopkeeper brewed another cup of coffee for him without saying a word.

The warm atmosphere of the wooden store and the pleasant aroma of coffee. Ozma loved the time he spent drinking coffee in this store. So much so that he came here everyday without fail, just to drink coffee……

Of course, the young Dwarven girl shopkeeper had known him for a long time. She knew exactly what Ozma liked, and had recently learned when to give him a refill.

Engaging in light-hearted conversation in a relaxed atmosphere that was only possible because they were well-acquainted with each other, time leisurely passed.

[……Speaking of which, did you know about it? I heard that there's a very big festival going on in the Demon Realm right now.]

[Ahh, you're talking about the Six Kings Festival. It certainly was as big as the Festival of Heroes.]

[That sounds great…… I'd like to go too, but I heard that I have to get an invitation from the Six Kings, so there's nothing I can do about that.]

[Unnn? Do you want to go to the Six Kings Festival?]

[Of course, I'd like to go…… Ahh, speaking of which, did you know? I heard that one of the War King's subordinates, more specifically, one the War King's Five Generals, ”have the same name as uncle”!]

[T- That's weird, isn't it……]

Hearing the words the shopkeeper told her with a cute smile, Ozma looked unusually awkward. Yes, Ozma and the shopkeeper have known each other for a long time now…… but the young girl still didn't realize that Ozma is one of War King's Five Generals.

On the contrary, she's just treating as if he's ”a different person with the same name” as Five General's Ozma.

[I only saw him from a distance during the Festival of Heroes, but he was a cool guy dressed in a neat suit, oozing with the charm of an adult. The atmosphere he had around him was different from yours.]

[H- Heehhh……]

[I think you should take a lesson from Ozma-sama, dress a bit more nicely. You already have the same name, so I think you should act more handsomely too. Uncle has the looks too, so if you just groomed yourself, you'll look cooler. I think.]

[H- Hmmm…… W- Well, I'll think about it.]

One of the biggest reasons why the girl was unaware of Ozma's true identity was that the Ozma she saw was far from the Ozma in front of her.

Ozma usually doesn't even bother to shave properly, his shaggy hair uncombed, and wears a worn trench coat, which makes him look very disheveled.

However, the Ozma he had seen in the Festival of Heroes was neatly dressed in a suit, shaved and combed his hair back for the festival.

For the shopkeeper, who was only a commoner, War King's Five Generals were beings out of her league, people that she could only look at from a distance. In a sense, it was inevitable that she, who only knew Ozma's current appearance, would see the Ozma that she saw at the Festival of Heroes as a different person.

However, what she said placed Ozma in a difficult situation. If he told her the truth, it might destroy the imaginary Ozma lurking within her dreams.

Washing down the light sigh that was about to leak out from his mouth with coffee, Ozma wryly smiled and suggested to the shopkeeper.

[……If you want to go to the Six Kings Festival, should Uncle bring you there?]

[……Eh?]

[In spite of appearances, Uncle has some connections, you know? I think I could get you an invitation.]

[R- Really!? H- However, I'm afraid that I'll trouble Uncle……]

[Don't worry about it. Ah, then, I guess you could say it's my thanks for always serving me good cups of coffee?]

Listening to Ozma's calm suggestion while lighting a cigarette from his pocket, the shopkeeper thought for a while before nodding her head.

[……T- Then, may I presume upon your kindness?]

[Yeah, I don't mind. It's just that it may take some time…… I think you'll only be able to participate on the 6th or 7th day, is that alright?]

[Yes! Thank you very much, Uncle!]

[Well then, here's for the bill…… I'll come visit again.]

[Like I said, can you please stop patting my head!?]