The lunch rush ended and the Bowl of Fortune was back to its usual calmness. Some of the customers had lingered around for a while, hoping to see the beautiful girl with cyan hair again. Suzuka refused to leave the kitchen, however, so Nobara had to kick them out.
"Finally, some peace and quiet." The old cook grabbed her pipe and sat down.
"This is the reason why I didn't want to work the front." Said Suzuka, still frowning.
"Don't say it like I wanted to put you out there. Our shop doesn't need a second idol."
"Right, right."
Loading the dishwasher, the girl let out a soft chuckle. Nobara released a puff of smoke and turned to her with a grin.
"So? What did you think?"
Having anticipated the question, Suzuka let out a long sigh.
"I… don't know…" She said. "He's still too young. And reckless."
"Exactly what we need," Nobara said.
