"I don't doubt the existence of other enthusiasts or masters of their craft, but I do doubt that they exist here within this reality. The coffee I've tried here has been nothing but an utter disappointment. As you can imagine, Amamiya has kept busy tripping over himself to teach everyone."

Only a slight exaggeration.

Nothing flickers across Akechi's face at the mention of Wakaba Isshiki, even if internally something prickly constricts in his chest, but he nods along, casual as anything. "You're correct. This is nothing like the cognitive world. If it was, I don't doubt we'd be back in Tokyo by now. Unfortunately, our mastery of that world means very little here among the fae."