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... lightly answered, “Ah, flying brooms? You mean the ones in fairy-tales? Or the courier service ones?”

“Both,” I butted in.

“They were a common thing, right?”

“”Right~”” Mr. Amato and I playfully answered as fellow other world friends.

“…Wow, that other world is really incredible. It’s got golems like the Ryokus, you can do whatever you want as long as you don’t kill, and people fly ’round on brooms, eh?”

Ah, Sword’s image of the other world is completely ...

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