Inside the sushi restaurant ranked number one by Fuyuki City's food magazine.
Artoria sat in a corner seat, eating with gusto. The stacks of plates on the table alone were already half a meter high, and there was more than one pile.
The two women in kimonos responsible for serving food were already panting and drenched in sweat, while the sushi chef had been replaced for the third time.
As for the first two, their hands were so sore from exhaustion that they simply could not continue working. They could only sit nearby and watch the ravenous girl eat, secretly wondering whether there was a Black Hole in her stomach.
Why was she eating so much when her belly did not even show the slightest sign of bulging?
From the expressions of everyone around them, whether the restaurant Staff Members or the other diners, it was not hard to tell that My King's terrifying appetite had thoroughly frightened them.
In comparison, Allen sat across from her sipping a drink. Up to this point, he had not even touched a single piece of sushi.
That was because he only ate cooked food. Both habitually and in terms of taste, he found this sort of raw food uncomfortable and nauseating.
If Saber had not strongly insisted on trying the island nation's specialty foods, he would never have entered a sushi restaurant, much less ordered so-called sashimi.
In Allen's view, humanity had invented cooking with fire to make food safer and easier to digest.
Yet now that they had entered modern society, they were instead eating raw meat and raw fish. It was nothing less than a complete regression.
"Why aren't you eating?"
After clearing several more plates in front of her, Artoria finally noticed something was off. She raised her head and