The expression of the old man changed at my words.
[...Demon King of Salvation...?]
It was difficult to read the exact emotions due to the old man's intricately folded wrinkles. The old man was first surprised, then angry and finally looked admiring. To be exact, every emotion was contained in one expression.
[That's right. You are... huhu, I see.]
The old man seemed to know me. I didn't expect anyone in the Gourmet Association other than Persephone to know about me... yet he had a surprising awareness?
"Can I ask for your modifier?"
The old man gave an unknown smile instead of answering my question.
[Do you like the coat I made?]
"...Huh?"
[The coat you are wearing.]
I reflexively looked down at my white coat.
[Infinite Dimension Space Coat]
It was a coat I was awarded with after defeating Myung Ilsang. The name of the constellation who made this coat was...
"...Mass Production Maker?"
The old man laughed at my surprised tone.
[I am called that.]