They rode a classy vehicle on the way from the Silver District to the Lower District, and the ride was smooth. Masami couldn't help himself from touching the vehicle's windows with his nose, trying to peer the view outside. The idea of having the exact opposite culture was intoxicating for Masami; the alienation was strong and ever since, he knew that he didn't belong there. "Where are you from, boy?" asked an aristocrat, and Masami immediately answered with "Joya." without even looking away from the window. It didn't seem like he was found rude, however. Their accent and tone felt utterly unique and unfamiliar; despite being in the same city, these types of people had a completely different feel from the Lower District. "You guys are rich," uttered Masami, "why'd you want to go down to purchase stuff from there?" this time, he looked at them, right in the eyes. This boy had a very curious look on his eyes, slightly judging. He had experienced meeting higher-ups addicted to ego, vaguely showing people how much of value they are. Nevertheless, it was a mere neutral question. Masami continued to stare whilst waiting for a response, a response from one of those aristocrats. Apparently, there wasn't only one of them to protect.
「-5% WC reduction via guild level perk.」