The black-haired girl circled the restaurant once and found that the short-haired woman they had met before was sitting nearby, so she led the others over—at least they had met once, making it easier to communicate.
"Miss Sanriyue, can we sit here?"
"Hmm? Of course."
The short-haired woman nodded at the black-haired girl and then chuckled.
"Alright, don't be nervous, there's nothing to fear, they're just... watching a joke."
"Watching a joke?"
Upon hearing the short-haired woman's words, everyone was momentarily confused. But at this moment, heavy footsteps sounded, followed by a female voice devoid of inflection.
"May I ask what you'd like to eat?"
Upon hearing this sentence, everyone thought the waiter had arrived and turned to look — then they were shocked.
