Half an hour later, Chinatsu strolled leisurely out of the All-You-Can-Eat Restaurant. Unlike Mitsuri and the others, however, she had left of her own accord.
There was only one reason: Chinatsu had polished off every last bit of food in the "serving area." Ever since waking up after the battle that defeated Muzan, she had felt that her normal appetite had barely changed, but the maximum amount she could eat had gone through the roof.
Beyond the energy needed to keep her body functioning normally, any excess was converted into repairing her body. Ultimately, the battle against Muzan had pushed her body far beyond its limits, and she still had not fully recovered.
As the saying went, one wave had barely subsided before another rose. The servers were still relaxing after Mitsuri's departure and had failed to react to Chinatsu's movements in time.
By the time Chinatsu had swept up the remaining food like she was finishing off enemies on their last sliver of health, stuffing it all into her stomach, it was already too late.
With the "serving area" completely empty, there was no way to stay open, even if the chefs in the kitchen were working their iron woks and spatulas so hard they practically became "bright red woks" and "bright red spatulas."
The owner had been sleeping comfortably in his office, lost in a pleasant dream. When a server woke him and delivered the news, he jolted upright as though dragged back from the brink of death, launched himself off the sofa, and rushed into the dining hall.
Looking at the ravaged "serving area," the owner felt as though something in his chest had shattered with a crack!
Not long after Chinatsu left the All-You-Can-Eat Restaurant, its doors were locked, announcing that it was closed for the