The peaceful atmosphere on the rooftop continued to grow.

Four members of KINDNESS KINGDOM now stood together beside Usinomics.

The conversation flowed naturally between architecture, future cities, community planning, and craftsmanship.

No one tried to dominate the discussion.

Everyone listened before speaking.

It was a simple habit.

Yet it reflected the philosophy that had shaped KINDNESS KINGDOM itself.

A gentle breeze crossed the helipad.

Far beyond the skyline—

WHUMP… WHUMP… WHUMP…

Another helicopter appeared against the brilliant blue sky.

The group instinctively looked upward.

Its silver body glistened beneath the morning sunlight before descending gracefully toward the landing pad.

The aircraft touched down with remarkable precision.

The engines gradually slowed.

The cabin door opened.

A young man stepped quietly onto the rooftop.

Unlike the previous arrivals,

he carried neither blueprints nor construction documents.

Instead…

he held a single hardcover book beneath his arm.

Usinomics smiled before checking the tablet.

Guest Verification Complete

Name

Barrows Kindness

Origin

KINDNESS KINGDOM

Height

188 cm

Occupation

Architectural Researcher

Specialty

Architectural History

Cultural Design

Creative Writing

Barrows approached with a calm smile.

His voice was gentle.

His movements were unhurried.

Even the way he greeted everyone carried quiet dignity.

Storm noticed the book.

Barrows laughed softly.

Everyone smiled.

Usinomics noticed the title embossed in gold lettering.

Barrows nodded.

He carefully handed the book to Usinomics.

Its cover felt solid.

The pages were beautifully bound.

Inside were sketches of historical architecture,

future city concepts,

and handwritten notes collected from years of research.

Usinomics slowly turned each page.

His eyes widened.

Barrows smiled modestly.

The rooftop grew quiet.

Sakura gently nodded.

Usinomics looked toward Barrows.

Barrows answered with another warm smile.

Usinomics blinked in surprise.

For a brief moment,

Usinomics looked away,

slightly embarrassed.

Barrows simply nodded.

Those words remained in Usinomics’ heart.

Before anyone spoke again—

WHUMP… WHUMP… WHUMP…

Another helicopter crossed above the rooftop.

Kaneso looked toward the sky.

The aircraft descended smoothly.

Flower petals danced once more across the helipad.

The cabin door slowly opened.

A young man stepped outside carrying a compact equipment case.

Unlike the others,

his eyes immediately searched the surroundings.

Not the skyline.

Not the buildings.

The benches.

The wooden planters.

The decorative furniture.

Even the smallest objects caught his attention.

Usinomics quietly checked the tablet.

Guest Verification Complete

Name

Rishon Yom Kindness

Origin

KINDNESS KINGDOM

Height

187 cm

Occupation

Remake Creator

Specialty

Recycling

Environmental Design

Creative Remaking

Rishon walked forward.

His expression remained calm.

Almost serious.

Yet a gentle kindness could be seen in his eyes.

He carefully observed the rooftop again before speaking.

Usinomics tilted his head.

Rishon smiled faintly.

Everyone looked around.

There were none that immediately stood out.

Rishon pointed toward several wooden shipping pallets stacked beside a maintenance area.

Storm laughed.

Rishon nodded.

He opened the equipment case.

Inside were photographs.

Furniture.

Lighting fixtures.

Community benches.

Decorations.

Entire cafés.

Every piece had once been considered waste.

Yet every photograph showed beautiful creations with entirely new purposes.

Usinomics quietly admired each image.

Usinomics smiled.

Rishon nodded.

He gently looked toward the city.

The words settled naturally into everyone’s hearts.

Barrows closed the book he had been holding.

Storm crossed his arms thoughtfully.

Kaneso quietly smiled.

Sky looked across the rooftop.

Sakura nodded.

Usinomics smiled.

For several peaceful moments,

no one spoke.

The wind carried only the distant sounds of the city below.

Then—

WHUMP… WHUMP… WHUMP…

Another helicopter emerged from beyond the endless blue horizon.

This time,

everyone smiled before looking up.

No one needed to ask.

Two more friends were on their way.

THE MOO66 no longer felt like a place preparing to welcome guests.

It had become a place where ideas,

friendship,

and hope quietly gathered beneath the same sky.

To be continued…