In the end, they chose a restaurant Iki Hiyori was familiar with.
Although Yato had clamored about wanting something good to eat, he was only grumbling out of habit. It was not like he absolutely had to fleece Iki Hiyori, so there was no need to fuss over going somewhere upscale. As for Gu Mo, he had no particular demands either.
He had little interest in eating itself. Today, his true purpose lay elsewhere. He had simply concealed his intentions skillfully, even making the people across from him think they were the ones who had something to ask of him, rather than him seeking them out. There was no reason for them to grow suspicious.
"Excuse me, is it just the two of you?"
The waitress approached and habitually asked this question to confirm things as she looked over the two people who had taken their seats. Her gaze moved away from Iki Hiyori and settled on Gu Mo. Then, completely unprepared, she froze slightly.
"No, there are three of us!"
Yato, who had seated himself early on, paid no attention whatsoever to the stirrings in the waitress's heart. He directly held up three fingers and corrected her misunderstanding.
"Huh? Ah, ah, right, I'm sorry—I sincerely apologize!"
The waitress's attention was drawn away in surprise. She turned to look at the purple-haired, blue-eyed young man and stood there blankly for a full second before abruptly realizing what had happened.
She immediately became flustered, an embarrassed blush spreading across her cheeks as she repeatedly bowed and apologized.
How had she even gotten the number of people wrong? That was truly rude!
She must have been out of her mind to make such a basic mistake!
The waitress inwardly wailed and felt mortified beyond measure. She hurriedly completed the basic procedure before