Translator:
Wow, just wow. This chapter changed my whole perspective regarding Makoto.
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A *clang*clang
I, Raidou-san, am holding a knife and a fork and eating a particular meal.
Nom! Glomp!! Nom!….
Beside me, there was an elegant Japanese style beauty that was only using a fork and was barbarically wolfing down the food in front of her.
I should teach Mio some table manners.
I need to have her ‘act’ the part in moments of need, at the very least. I seriously need to!!
Well~ we attract attention.
Aside from us, there doesn’t seem to be any adventurer-like people around.
The ones that are here are mostly guests that have come to have a meal and I feel like they are a different quality of customers compared to adventurers.
I will be repeating myself but, that damn boy. He sold us the most expensive plan.
He led us in a scared way to a high class restaurant that from the looks of it, it could even have a dress code.
In a refugee camp you know?!
Just how much of a luxury is this? Is what Makoto, Makoto tried to think. (In a certain younger sister way*)
Misaka Misaka Ref
I was wondering what kind of food would come out and when I arrived to the table I saw a knife and a fork.
Heyhey, is it ‘that kind’ of food that will come out?
And that’s exactly how it went.
So, with a meal that didn’t betray my expectations, I began checking my surroundings.
It’s filled with people that look like royalty or merchants. I don’t know if they are really royalty but I am impressed at how they are able to wear such clothes that look so hard to move in. This place is supposed to be the peak place for people that are looking to train themselves. It makes me question their sanity.
Even if the adventurers had the money for it, I don’t think they would come to such a stuffy place like this.
Gorgeous looking food was spread out in every part of the place that could even serve as a refreshment for the eyes, and the black haired person beside me with her lively way of eating, that I try to mind too much.
Thanks to ‘that person’ I couldn’t feel the taste of the first decent food that I have received since arriving to this world, at all. Not a single bit.
Even though I want to survey without being noticed, I am in a situation where everyone is watching us intently…
Of course, I am using [Sakai] to complete my objective thoroughly. Counting the observation of Tomoe and the tailers.
In a size that enables me to pick up their conversations as well.
Well, how do I say it?
If Tomoe were here, she would most likely be jumping in joy.
The shady conversations in here, are truly plenty.
About the stockpile of weapons or the profit margin of comestibles, experiments, materials, etc.
Without doubt, more than half of the people here are evil.
Saying it in a magistrate of period dramas way, it would be ‘Just how many sections are there?’* (TN: Really not sure what he said. 体何話分なのかねえ)