Is it normal to eat hot pot in the guest room?
It was perfectly normal for Chitanda to have her doubts about this, but seeing Ya Naijian and Duanmu Huai acting as though it were only natural, she... had no way to say anything.
"Mm, this meat is delicious! Is this what they call Wagyu Beef?"
"I don't know. I just bought whatever."
"That's nice. In our family, we only get to enjoy this kind of luxury when the supermarket has a huge sale..."
Watching the two of them leisurely eating hot pot right in front of her, Chitanda had no idea what to do. Ya Naijian, meanwhile, grinned and handed Chitanda a plate of meat.
"Here, Airi, this one's delicious."
"Ah, yes, thank you..."
To be honest, Chitanda was extremely worried. What if someone from the hospital discovered that they were eating hot pot here? Whether it was a patient or a doctor, wouldn't they all be furious upon seeing this?
Yet Duanmu Huai and Ya Naijian's completely unconcerned reactions left Chitanda utterly perplexed.
After all, people were like that. When you saw others casually doing something they shouldn't be doing in a certain place, while acting as if they were completely in the right, your first reaction was to wonder whether something had gone wrong with your own head.
That was exactly how Chitanda felt now.
"By the way, Chitanda."
Just as she began tasting the hot pot, Duanmu Huai spoke to her as though in passing.
"Do you think what we're looking for here is the facts? Or the truth?"
"Huh? Is there a difference between the two?"
Chitanda was somewhat surprised by Duanmu Huai's question.
"Of course there is."
Duanmu Huai took a sip of his drink, then snapped his fingers at Ya Naijian.
"Ya Naijian,