"Here are your orders," a waiter said, carrying a tray loaded with snacks—chocolate-filled churros, chocolate cakes, and more.
Merlin glanced at the churros and couldn't help but laugh quietly to himself.
'Looks like this restaurant was really made by another reincarnator,' he whispered, shaking his head.
His confidence rose to eighty percent.
Why not a full hundred?
Simple—the system couldn't guarantee his guess was correct.
There was still a chance that a character who never appeared in the novel might know about Japan.
Once the waiter finished setting the food down, he walked away.
Merlin picked up a churro and bit into it. The crisp outside gave way to a warm, chocolate-filled center that melted in his mouth—it was flawless.
Monica swallowed hard before taking a bite of the chocolate cake she had ordered.
As the sweet, soft flavors melted on her tongue, her eyes sparkled like they were filled with stars.
"It's so delicious!" she exclaimed happily.
