Good heavens, I've been living on this Earth for nearly twenty years, and in the end, I've been 'renamed' by someone else?
Naian wore a strange expression as he looked at the crystal-clear wine glass, lost in thought.
However, in retrospect, Victory Team's move was also a way to build momentum for himself. In the future, he could interact within the circles of Yokai and Aliens under the identity of 'Reinace'.
Because his name was spoken in the same breath as Tiga's, it would be easier to attract some simple monsters...
Naian's mood was somewhat complex.
With a "bang," the empty beer bottle was slammed onto the glass table. Naian's gaze converged on the bald old man.
In an instant, the entire club fell silent, and everyone instinctively crouched down.
Especially the bald old man, seeing Naian staring directly at him, he instantly felt an immense pressure descend upon him.
He swallowed, forcing a smile onto his face.
Damn, when did such a powerful figure appear in this club?
His smile was as forced as it could be.
"I've finished my drink and just wanted another glass. Hearing this gentleman's words just now, I was momentarily moved.
I apologize for disturbing everyone's mood."
As soon as he finished speaking, a waiter hastily brought Naian the best beer the club had, with a fawning smile.
"Don't mention it, Your Excellency Bubble. I observed that the force with which you slammed your cup was not as strong as usual, indicating that you have been mentally fatigued recently. This is the best beer we have to relieve mental fatigue, please try it."
"Thank you."
Naian took the beer, politely thanked the waiter, and then smiled warmly at him.
Afterward, Naian politely declined the waiter's attempt to pour more wine.
Naian stood up politely, adjusted the monocle he wore on his left eye, swept his gaze over everyone present, and spoke in a gentle tone.
"Since I now have a 'name,' please call me Reinace from now on..."
"Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Reinace, and my human name is Naian. My profession is a researcher of Prehistoric History. If any of you have any questions regarding the Prehistoric era, feel free to ask."
"However, I still hope you can all keep this a secret and not say what should not be said. If I ever find out that other monsters or even Victory Team know I am Reinace, I will have to boldly visit your homes to inquire why my identity was exposed..."
Regarding his human identity, Naian did not conceal it as desperately as the alien creatures and Yokai in the club. Instead, he revealed it openly.
Naian knew that no unintelligent creature would expose his true identity, because if Naian were exposed, the person who exposed him would be crossing the bottom line of all non-human beings, and would undoubtedly be hunted by all of them.
So, this handsome young man was... Reinace?
The one as famous as Tiga?
Damn, I've only been away for a week, and how did such a powerful figure appear in this small alien and Yokai club?
And I just blurted out his news right in front of him?
Isn't that provocation?
The bald old man, feeling as if he had just walked through the gates of hell, widened his eyes as the young man with the gentle smile looked at him. He was stunned.
He saw the young man raise his glass, smile faintly at him, and then walk towards the door with his drink.
After the young man left, the club, which had been so silent that a pin drop could be heard, gradually returned to its usual hustle and bustle.
Several Yokai who were friends with the bald old man breathed a sigh of relief and, putting their arms around his shoulders, led him towards a bar.
"Obick, relax. Don't be too intimidated by ... Reinace's power. He doesn't have the bloodthirsty nature of traditional dark monsters. On the contrary, apart from being a bit ill-tempered sometimes... he's quite pleasant to get along with..."
...
On his way back, Naian lightly kicked a stone at his feet, still thinking about Victory Team's press conference in a few days.
At this point, after squatting in the 'Non-human Creatures Club' for so many days, Naian had not gathered any information about the Kiriye Rod people.
Now he understood why the Kiriye Rod people could live until the time of Trigger. They were too 'cautious'. As long as they didn't want to appear before the world, no one could find any clue about them...
Returning home, Naian sat in a lounge chair in his study. The monocle reflected the text on a book, and he