There were no street vendors or drunken Adventurers here.
The alley was paved with neat cobblestones,
and both sides were lined with unknown greenery emitting a faint fragrance.
Even the air
was filled with an elegant aroma of coffee.
"Here we are."
Loki stopped and pointed to a low-key yet exquisite shop in front of them.
"A coffee shop?"
Heimdall looked up.
The sign was made of high-quality wood,
but it didn't have a shop name in the common language.
Instead, it was carved with beautiful, vine-like letters.
—Elvish.
It exuded an air of high-class elegance, deterring casual visitors.
"Yep, yep~"
"And let me tell you,"
Loki turned around, her narrow eyes widening at Heimdall.
"This place is a treasure I found."
"Not only is the coffee great,"
"but also,"
Loki pointed to the faint figures visible inside.
"The staff here are all genuine elf girls!~"
"They're the kind that just came out of the forest, untainted by the world!"
"Oh my,"
"Just looking at their slender figures and those quivering pointy ears..."
"It's a feast for the eyes that you can't get from drinking!"
...
Hearing her Goddess's shameless words,
Lefiya, following behind, suddenly stiffened.
"Pfft—"
If there was a thermometer on her head, the mercury would have exploded.
Her cheeks were as red as a lobster in boiling water,
almost dripping blood.
She lowered her head, wishing she could bury her face in her staff.
She even wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide.
Too embarrassing.
Way too embarrassing!
Why could Loki say such things in front of another God without any restraint?!
And...
The staff here...
They were her fellow elves!
Was Loki bringing her here to face the contemptuous gazes of her kin?!
That tone, that implication of treating pure elves as some kind of 'exotic pets'...
Lefiya wished she could find a crack in the ground to hide in, or just cast a spell and disappear from the world.
"?"
Heimdall didn't react much, only giving a thoughtful glance at Leifia, who looked like she was about to faint.
"So..."
"Is this why you brought this child out, Loki?"
"Since it's a shop run by elves..."
"Bringing a genuine elf along gets you a discount?"
"Hehe."
"You caught me."
Loki wasn't the least bit ashamed; instead, she proudly gave a thumbs-up.
"That's the bonus for being of the same race!"
"This place is usually aloof and standoffish; they don't let just anyone in."
"But as long as we bring Leifia..."
"Even though those elf girls still look annoyed, at least they won't kick us out."
With that said,
Loki ignored Leifia's utterly despondent expression.
And directly pushed open the carved wooden door.
"Ding-a-ling——"
The wind chime on the door let out a crisp ring.
An even richer aroma of coffee wafted over.
"Yahooo~"
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