Perhaps because Erina Nakiri had realized Chika Fujiwara possessed the airheaded—uh, cancer of the Earth—trait, she had no interest in letting the other girl know what the God's Tongue was. After all, people couldn't—at the very least, they shouldn't...
Fortunately, Kaguya Shinomiya had no idea what Erina was thinking. Otherwise, she would have considered the girl a kindred spirit! Indeed, people couldn't—at the very least, they shouldn't...
"Well..." Fortunately, Sogo Doma did not need them to step in. Wasn't it just humoring a fool... Nothing more than practice made perfect. "Fujiwara-san, which shop did you want to recommend to us?"
"Huh?" The moment he said that, Chika Fujiwara, who had only just started feeling better, felt displeased again. She had clearly exposed his sweet-talking lies, so how had he let it slide so lightly? Still... "It's just a little stall..."
How did that saying go again? Food was the one thing not to be disappointed in, so sharing food one loved with friends was the highest priority!
"A little stall?" Fine, people couldn't—at the very least, they shouldn't... Yet Erina Nakiri could not help herself. "So the ramen you're recommending isn't even Elite Ten level?"
"Huh?" Chika Fujiwara did not understand. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Of course it does..." This time, Alice Nakiri explained. "At Totsuki, Cooking is everything. If it's only a tiny stall, that can only mean their Cooking doesn't even rank at Totsuki..."
"No way!?" Chika Fujiwara froze. "But it's really delicious..."
"Tsk, tsk..." Before she could finish, Alice Nakiri shook a finger. "That's simply the truth. Take me, for example. I haven't become one of the Elite Ten yet, but I already have my own restaurant. And not just me—even this dim-witted-looking, half-asleep attendant behind me..."
"Ryo..." Sogo Doma could not help