"Welcome."
Gold Legend, dressed in a maid outfit, smiled and guided the new guest to a table, handing over the menu.
"What would you like to order?"
"Uh... do you have any recommendations?"
Attracted by her beauty, the Uma Musume who had forgotten she was just passing by took the menu in a daze and asked subconsciously.
"I recommend the Gold Yakisoba set. It's Gold Family's special yakisoba paired with cake and milk tea. It's worth a taste."
Gold Legend recommended it without changing her expression.
"...Okay, please give me one."
The Uma Musume, unable to extricate herself from her beauty, obediently ordered a set.
Completely unaware of what a terrifying calorie Bomb this was.
For well-known reasons, Gold Legend applied for and secured a classroom large enough for Spica to use as a storefront.
Subsequently, due to someone's monetary offensive, this small shop was fully equipped and decorated.
This attracted many tourists, and then...
"Wow... it's too terrifying."
McQueen, also dressed in a maid outfit, stood at the exit of the temporary kitchen, watching another Uma Musume fall into the trap and muttering to herself.
"Another worldly person seduced by looks."
McQueen pointed and gestured, completely forgetting her own disheveled appearance when she saw Legend in a maid outfit and couldn't move.
"How many has it been now?" Silence Suzuka poked her head out from the kitchen; she was the staff member in charge of making milk tea.
"No idea, but it certainly won't be the last."
Teio, who was working as a receptionist alongside McQueen, shook her head.
"Mmph!"
Special Week, whose hands were tied to the signboard and whose mouth was gagged with a strip of cloth, tried to say something, but was ignored.
"Oh! Sister Legend is just too strong! I can't give up either!" Vodka, who was making desserts, fired up.
"This is the first time I've felt that collecting money is a form of torture."
The Trainer, whose hand had cramped from counting money, joined the ranks of those complaining after Daiwa Scarlet took over the job.
"Alright, Table 10 wants a Gold Fried Noodle combo. What are you all huddled here for?"
Gold Legend walked over, holding the order sheet.
"Nothing much, just admiring your beauty, Legend." The Trainer chimed in flippantly.
"There is no need to repeat such facts." Legend brushed her hair back elegantly.
It attracted another wave of wide-eyed gazes.
"By the way, Golshi, where's your fried noodles? You're too slow!"
Legend didn't pay attention to that, instead frowning and speaking through the window to Gold Ship.
"Abba abba abba..."
"Mmph!"
It's over, Classmate Gold Ship has turned into an idiot because of repetitive labor!
That was what Special Week seemed to be saying.
"Tsk, already done for? The purity is still too low."
Legend clicked her tongue in annoyance.
"Golshi has been working non-stop all morning..." Silence Suzuka said softly.
Unlike her own simple job, a task like making fried noodles couldn't be slacked off on, and Gold Ship didn't have a partner like Vodka had with Daiwa Scarlet to rotate with.
After all, besides Gold Ship, no one knew how to make such a low-class food as fried noodles.
Special Week from the countryside knew a little, but no one would let Special Week into the kitchen; she wasn't even fit to deliver food.
"Trainer, what is our revenue?" Legend turned to look at the Trainer, whose hands were shaking like chicken claws.
"Reporting to the boss! After deducting the cost of materials, our income has completely met expectations! The profit is 100%!"
The Trainer reported, instinctively standing at attention.
"Tsk, only 100%? What have you been doing?"
Legend swept a cold gaze over the Trainer.
"Hontou ni sumimasen!"
The Trainer bowed at a ninety-degree angle.
"Legend is unexpectedly cold in this regard..." McQueen glanced sideways.
"Just like a capitalist." Teio lowered her head.
"Forget it, since the income has met the target, let's take a break after serving the remaining customers; it's a good time for everyone to go look around."
Legend sighed; after all, it was just a festival, not a business, so there was no need to be harsh.
"Yay!" Everyone cheered, and their movements suddenly became brisk.
"Abba!" Gold Ship packed the last serving of fried noodles, sat down on a chair, and turned to ash.
And then.
"Weren't we supposed to hang out together?"
Finally free, Special Week looked at the team, which now only consisted of Silence Suzuka and the turned-to-ash Gold Ship, and fell into Deep thought.
"I sense the aura of the President! I'll be right back!" Teio said this and disappeared, stepping in her dance steps.
"Can you keep up with my speed?"
"Just try it! Whoever loses is a puppy!"
Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka rushed out, clashing head-on just like that.
"Hmm, I promised little Deep, so I'll be going ahead."
Legend left without even changing her clothes.
"Huh? Where's Legend-san?"
McQueen, who had changed her clothes only to find her gone, rushed out in a hurry.
The Trainer had already disappeared the moment the break was announced.
So only three people were left.
Oh, wait, two; corpses don't count as people.
"Well, let's head out too; enjoying the festival is what's most important."
Silence Suzuka said gently.
Is Suzuka-san an angel?
Special Week thought to herself, not noticing that Silence Suzuka's eyes were dull and lifeless.
...
"Hmm?"
Deep Impact, who felt a strange sense of malice, raised her head.
"What's wrong, Deep?"
Gold Legend handed the candied hawthorn in her hand to Deep Impact and asked.
"Did you feel killing intent?"
Deep tilted her head uncertainly.
"Give me a break, where would there be any killing intent?"
Legend shook her head; could there really be someone who could bypass her perception to project malice onto Deep Impact? Don't be ridiculous.
"Then it must be an illusion." Deep Impact nodded in agreement. "Speaking of which, are those two older sisters lovers?"
Legend looked in the direction of Deep Impact's hand.
"Sister Hakuren and Sister Amazon?"
Narita Brian and Hishi Amazon were taking a group of children sightseeing.
"...I can't really say."
Legend thought about it; these two did seem quite ambiguous.
"What a useless adult, not even knowing such things."
Deep licked the candied hawthorn and said.
"...Deep, have you gotten a bit too big for your boots?"
You've gotten quite cheeky after not seeing you for a few days, how dare you say such things to me?
"Nope~ Deep doesn't understand what sister is saying."
Deep put on an innocent and naive expression.
"Bratty kids are meant to be punished by everyone..."
"Deep is a good kid~"
"Really?"
"I'm lying to you~"
The scheming between the adult and the child was just the right amount of childish.
The two ate and played as they walked, eventually wandering to a fortune-telling shop.
"Fortune-telling?" Deep tilted her head to look at the sign. "Sister Legend, are you interested in this?"
"A little."
Legend didn't have much interest in fortune-telling, but she was very interested in the person doing the fortune-telling.
If she wasn't mistaken, the person here was likely the half-immortal Matikanefukukitaru.
"Want to go in and take a look?" Legend asked Deep Impact.
"Sure." Deep Impact had always been indifferent; as long as Sister Legend was there, it was fine.
Then Legend lifted the door curtain and walked in.
And saw McQueen sitting upright.
"Hmm..."
Matikanefukukitaru sat in front of McQueen, holding a crystal ball in her hands, her face serious.
"Is there any hope?"
Meisho Doto looked at the crystal ball anxiously, muttering to herself.
McQueen watched Fukukitaru's expression become increasingly serious, her dignified face unable to hold its composure, and she swallowed nervously.
"Great Disaster!"
"How can that be!"
McQueen looked like she couldn't accept it.
"Is there no hope?"
Meisho Doto sadly pressed her hands together, squeezing an irregular shape at her chest.
Wow... Legend marveled inwardly.
Deep Impact raised her eyebrows and licked the candied hawthorn.
"Yo, what's wrong? McQueen?"
After marveling at the surging waves of Meisho Doto, Legend, out of courtesy as a friend, expressed concern for McQueen, who had been hit by a double blow.
"She was getting her fortune told." Fukukitaru explained.
"McQueen believes in this stuff? What kind of fortune?" Legend became interested.
"Love..."
Before Fukukitaru could finish, McQueen slapped her hand over Fukukitaru's mouth.
Just hearing the sound, one knew the force was not light.
"It's, it's just a fortune-telling for the Tenno Sho!" McQueen said hurriedly, completely ignoring Fukukitaru, who had tears streaming out from being slapped.
"Is there any hope?"
Meisho Doto hurriedly took out medical supplies to apply medicine to Fukukitaru.
"Half-immortal Fukukitaru, are you okay?"
Legend hurried over to check.
"I'm sorry!"
Realizing she had gone too far, McQueen hurriedly apologized.
"I'm fime (I'm fine)." Fukukitaru didn't care about her swollen mouth and said calmly, "I alweady saw dis coming last night (I already saw this coming last night)."
Understood; it was fated to happen, no wonder Meisho Doto took out medical supplies so quickly.
"Do you want me to tell your fortune (Do you want me to tell your fortune)?"
"Hmm? Sure." Legend was actually quite interested in this. "Just tell my fortune, hmm..."
It seemed like she didn't really need this for career, love, or anything else...
Legend was momentarily confused.
"Let's just do love!"
She closed her eyes and picked one at random.
"O-okay..."
The fortune teller reached out and placed both hands on the crystal ball, beginning the ritual.
McQueen, who had pricked up her ears the moment she heard the word "love," watched nervously.
Deep Impact, licking her candied hawthorn, watched indifferently.
Meisho Doto watched with concern.
Legend watched with keen interest.
"...Mmph, ah, this is!"
Fukukitaru was so shocked that her speech returned to normal.
Then, the crystal ball cracked.
"Uh... do I need to pay for damages?"
Legend asked, somewhat at a loss.
"It's fine, it's just a crystal ball. Hmm, looking closely, you really do have the face of someone plagued by romance..."
Fukukitaru said, staring at Legend's face.
"...Are you also a physiognomist?"
"Well, it's not a big problem. Your love luck is great fortune, no, extremely great fortune. But things turn into their opposites when they reach an extreme; you must be careful, or it could easily turn into great misfortune."
Fukukitaru warned solemnly.
"Ah, this... okay, I understand."
Legend had originally wanted to say that feudal superstition wasn't reliable, but then she thought about it—she had already transmigrated, and it didn't cost anything, so believing it for a moment wouldn't hurt. So, she agreed.
"Very good. You must be careful: do not easily extend a helping hand to others, pay more attention to the people around you, and do not let your guard down. Be cautious in your words and actions!"
"O-okay..."
Infected by Fukukitaru's serious expression, Legend nodded.
"Plagued by romance?" McQueen looked at the cracked crystal ball, lost in thought.
"By the way, I heard the competitive eating contest next door is about to start. McQueen, do you want to come watch with us?"
After hearing Fukukitaru's instructions, Legend asked McQueen.
"...Sure..."
Having figured out some key points, McQueen narrowed her eyes and smiled.
Deep Impact quietly inched behind Legend.
She couldn't see a hint of a smile in the eyes of the Gray Mane sister in front of her.
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