At this moment, a pile of bowls and plates nearly half a meter high had accumulated next to Jasmine, and she was still devouring a plate of chocolate pie in front of her.
While enjoying her meal Jasmine suddenly felt a gaze fixed on her. Looking up, she saw Roy, who was standing not far in front of her, looking at her.
Seeing Roy's expression, she thought he was mocking her appetite.
People often talk about how big their appetite is in private, but because of their status, no one dares to laugh at them; they only discuss it in private.
But she just felt hungry and wanted to eat something else after each meal.
Jasmine's expression turned cold in the face of Roy's attention.
Roy didn't look any further, because the cold noodles he ordered had already been brought over by the staff. Roy took a bite, and his eyes lit up instantly.
He said to the shop assistant who was about to turn back:
"Boss, ten bowls of your cold noodles, ten bowls of your mixed ramen, and some more..."
Seeing that Roy wanted to order more, the clerk quickly took out a small notebook and wrote it down, filling an entire page with notes.
Roy then stopped and said:
"These will do for now. I'll order more if it's not enough."
Isn't all of this enough?
The shop assistant wanted to persuade Roy to try one of each type of pasta before buying, but Roy had already paid.
Seeing this, the staff member could only take the notebook back to the store and hand it over to the manager, who was also the chef.
When the store manager saw that Roy had ordered the store's entire day's worth of goods, and that Roy had already paid, his expression turned serious.
He felt that if he could just make one lunch for Roy today, he would almost break even.
That's interesting...
"Machamp, it seems we've met our match today."
"Machamp!"
The Machamp next to the shop manager responded, and all four arms moved simultaneously, one arm cutting into pieces while the other made the skewers Roy wanted.
When Jasmine heard Roy order so much food, she was curious. It was the first time she had ever seen someone eat more than her. The indifference in her eyes disappeared, replaced by doubt.
They had originally intended to leave, but decided to stay and see if the other person could finish all the food.
A short while later, the waiter brought over the ten bowls of mixed ramen that Roy had ordered.
The steaming hot assorted ramen whetted Roy's appetite. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat the noodles in big mouthfuls. The way he ate made the staff next to him very puzzled. How long had it been since this person had eaten?
At first, not many people paid attention to Roy's eating habits; at most, they were just attracted by the way Roy ate and glanced at him a couple of times.
As more and more bowls piled up in front of Roy, more and more people gathered around Roy, from just a few people at the beginning to everyone in the Olivine Cafeteria watching Roy eat.
But Roy paid no heed to the stares and whispers of those around him, finishing the bowl of noodles in just two bites and gulping it down.
Towards the end of the meal, the noodle shop couldn't keep up with Roy's pace of eating.
The chef was shocked by Roy's speed, rubbing his eyes in disbelief as he watched Roy continue to eat voraciously.
Even Machamp all four of his arms working together, he could barely keep up with Roy's eating speed.
"Machamp! Let them see our bond!"
"Machamp!!!"
The chef and the Machamp in the shop both unleashed their full power. The Machamp's four arms swung around, leaving afterimages, while the chef wielded a spatula, pouring the vegetables and gravy from the pot onto the noodles that the Machamp had just served.
Even the waiters who came to carry the dishes were infected, running towards Roy with two large plates in each hand.
Roy maintained his initial pace, finishing the food the waiter brought out in a couple of bites, his face remaining calm.
A lunch was transformed into a battle between the two.
When people saw that the food placed in front of Roy was enough to completely cover Roy, they started taking pictures with their Communicator. What started as a simple observation of Roy's large appetite turned into shock.
Is it really possible for a person to eat that much?
Even Jasmine had initially appeared somewhat indifferent, was shocked by Roy's appetite; it was the first time she had ever seen someone with a larger appetite than herself.
After Roy finished the last bite of noodles, he tossed the bowl and plate he was holding upwards onto the pile of plates that was already over 2 meters high.
With everyone's attention focused on Roy, Jasmine suddenly found it quite enjoyable to watch Roy eat, and quickly finished her own food.
Looking at the plates and bowls on his table, and the bowls on Roy's table, the two seemed insignificant compared to each other. His plates, stacked up, weren't even half as tall as Roy's.
This made Jasmine think of comparing herself to Roy, but she knew that neither of them would be a match for Roy.
But she really couldn't eat anymore, and could only watch as Roy transformed into a heartless rice-eating machine, constantly slurping up the noodles in his bowl.
As a regular at Olivine Cafeteria, Jasmine was certain that this was the first time she had seen Roy in the cafeteria.
The other person is probably not a local of Olivine City.
"Hiccup~~"
As Roy finished his last bowl of noodles and stopped, Roy began to calculate exactly how much he had eaten.
"38 bowls of cold noodles, 25 bowls of assorted ramen, 25 bowls of clear broth ramen, 15 bowls of beef ramen, 100 skewers of lamb..."
"Smack!"
Someone clapped first, and the audience surrounding Roy joined in.
They didn't know why they were clapping; they just felt they were deeply moved and should applaud Roy.
Jasmine, who was sitting not far from Roy, was completely puzzled when she heard the applause.
Why?
Why didn't people laugh at Roy eating so much? Instead, they applauded him.
Roy, the main character of Olivine Cafeteria, picked up a toothpick and waved it at everyone, indicating that it was nothing.
The staff member who was serving Roy breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Roy had finally finished eating. If Roy had continued eating, the shop would have run out of ingredients for the next day.
As the Machamp was putting the food into the pot, he felt his four arms were extremely sore, as if he had just finished a thrilling battle.
Roy walked into the noodle shop's kitchen and said to the chef, whose body had already Burn Up:
"Boss, your noodles are delicious."
The chef looked at Roy and gave him a thumbs up.
Both sides acknowledged each other's strength.
As he left, Roy went to the entrance of Olivine Cafeteria again, took three bowls of ice cream from the Alcremie ice cream stand, and left the diner.
"I had such a wonderful meal today."
"Roar~"
Little Absol licked the ice cream Roy had bought for him and chimed in.
Just as Roy finished his ice cream scoop and was about to head to the Olivine Gym, a voice came from behind him.
"Etc."
Roy turned around and saw that it was Jasmine who had chased after him.
Jasmine approached Roy, her eyes darting around, and stammered:
"Um... um... I'm really sorry about earlier."
Excuse me?
What's there to be embarrassed about?
Seeing Roy's completely unconcerned expression, Jasmine realized she had really been overthinking things.
"Um... I have another question."
Jasmine really wanted to know why Roy didn't care at all about what other people thought.
The opinions of others?
What does that have to do with eating?
Upon learning that Jasmine was troubled by these things, Roy said that eating one bowl of noodles is normal, eating ten bowls of noodles might make people laugh at how much you can eat, but when you eat your hundredth bowl of noodles, everyone will only say two words: awesome.
So that's how it works!
Jasmine's eyes lit up, as if she understood something.
Upon learning that Roy wanted to challenge the Olivine Gym, Jasmine offered to guide Roy, but she did not reveal her identity to Roy.
Seeing that Jasmine didn't say anything, Roy didn't ask any further questions and followed Ami to the Jasmine Olivine Gym.