Alya looked at Masachika, who suddenly kept his mouth shut, suspiciously. While averting his gaze to escape her eyes, Masachika quickly made a fool of himself. “No, to begin with............ elves also have pale blonde hair, right? So I really don’t think there’s any deep meaning to it, you know?” It was a pretty painful misconception on Masachika’s part. But he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t say, “All the good old royal elves are slender-bodied!” And of course he couldn’t say that glamorous elves are commonly referred to as “eroelves”[1] or....... (Well, elves are great with bows and...... in that sense they have big breasts, right?) “......What, are you thinking of something weird?” “No? Why? Well, I’m getting restless and I’m ready to get back to work.” Then, turning away casually, Masachika returned to his post. Looking suspiciously at his back, Alisa turned to attract customers at the entrance. And…… “What, an Elf?” “Hey, this way, this way!” “Woah, that’s amazing.” “Excuse me, can I take your picture?” Within a minute, there was a traffic jam in the hallway and Alisa was managed by the three girls. Then, the traffic jam turned directly into a line waiting to enter the store, and the store quickly became a shuraba.[2] “You’ve got a lot of people all at once...... Guildmaster, what will you do about this?” When Masachika asked the “Guildmaster” about this, he laughed and said, “I’m sorry, but I’m not sure what to do about this.” “...what shall we do?”