"Gulp."
Not only Blour, but the three demons at the same table, as well as all of the customers around them, were also staring at Amy as she ate her ice cream.
There was a saying among the regular customers of Amy's Restaurant: don't watch Amy eat when you don't have any money in your pocket as you'll be tempted to order more.
"I want an ice cream with blueberry flavor."
"I only have 300 copper coins left for this month, but what can I do? I really want to eat that! Give me one as well! "
"No, I have to hold back! I only have 10 copper coins left in my pocket; if I order another one, I won't be able to leave the restaurant. "Some of the customers were conflicted, while others were quick to order ice creams.
However, Amy wasn't feeling smug about her actions at all as her attention was completely focused on the ice cream in her hand. She held the ice cream in her little hands and slowly licked it with an expression of enjoyment on her face. She was so immersed in her delicious food that even those who were looking at her would feel a sense of satisfaction. Furthermore, she looked so adorable!
It's just a snowball, but why does it look so delicious to her? It's as if she's tasting the most delicious food in the world! Blour's eyes slowly widened as he salivated uncontrollably. He had thought that he wouldn't be interested in the snowball, but he was becoming more and more curious about its taste. Just what kind of delicious food could make her smile so adorably?
"Big Sister Shirley, do you want to know what ice cream tastes like?" Amy suddenly lowered her ice cream slightly as she turned to Blour with a smile.
"Yes." Blour nodded reflexively as his mind was filled with curiosity about the taste of the snowball.
"Then I can show you how to eat it." Amy picked up her ice cream and licked it again as she said with elation, "It's sour, sweet, and super delicious."
All of the customers around them burst into friendly laughter. It was always very interesting to watch the interactions between Amy and her customers during meals.
"Is that even possible?" Blour was extremely frustrated, but he couldn't bring himself to be angry at the sight of the smile on Amy's face. Instead, he felt like he would be committing a crime if he didn't smile.
A voice sounded in Blour's heart before reverberating incessantly in his mind. "Should I get one of them to test the flavor?"
"No, no! This snowball must be very sweet, and it doesn't look like a simple snowball. If I eat it, I'll definitely gain weight! " Blour shook his head in an effort to rid himself of that thought, but he couldn't help but cast his gaze toward the ice cream in Amy's hand, and he gulped again.
"You look so cute when you're conflicted." Constantine looked at Blour with an infatuated expression before beckoning to Yabemiya, and saying, "Hello, I'll have two blueberry ice creams, one for Miss Shirley."
"Okay, please wait for a moment." Yabemiya nodded slightly and turned to the kitchen.
"Actually … I … don't want to." Blour extended a hesitant hand.
"You don't want it?" Yabemiya stopped and turned to look at Blour.
"I …" Blour hesitated again.
"Let's do as I say." Constantine smiled. He could tell that Blour still wanted to do it.
"Alright." Yabemiya nodded before turning again.
"Change mine to the matcha flavor," Blour said quickly. After saying that, he couldn't help but raise a hand to cover his face. This was far too embarrassing. In just a short while, he had gone back on his words twice.
"It's alright, Big Sister Shirley. It's very embarrassing to go back on your words, but this isn't the first time you've done this, so you should be used to it already." Amy looked at Blour with a consoling expression.
"What a pain … What kind of consolation is this?" Blour raised his other hand to cover the other half of his face as well. If it weren't for the fact that there was still a plate of Yangzhou fried rice and ice cream waiting to be served, he would've already run out of the restaurant. It was simply too embarrassing to stay in a place like this for even a second longer.
From today onward, I definitely can't say things like how much I want to eat, especially in this restaurant. Blour made up his mind.
After slowly calming himself down, Blour put down his hand and resumed his calm expression. How could a handsome man like him be defeated by such a small setback?
Embarrassing? No way.
"Big Sister Shirley, how many ice creams are you planning to eat?" Amy asked with a curious expression.
"…" Blour's eyebrows twitched. He suddenly felt that this woman was only slightly less difficult to deal with than the princess had been in the past. In particular, that smile of hers reminded him of the devilish smile on the princess' face after every prank she pulled on him.
That's impossible. There's no way the princess would have a daughter. There's no one in this world who's worthy of her. Blour shook his head to rid himself of the thought that had suddenly appeared in his mind. Perhaps there was one in the past, but it's a pity that he's dead now.
"It depends on my mood." Blour smiled. He had learned his lesson this time.
"Then you have to control your mood. If you eat too much, you'll really put on weight," Amy cautioned with a serious expression.
Blour's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything in the end. This child's ability to deliver heart-wrenching was completely natural; who did she learn this from?
Sally doesn't know much about the elven race, and she hasn't seen the elven princess in the past three years. If this guy came from The Wind Forest, then he might know something, Meg thought to himself as he looked at Blour. He handed the ice cream he had just made to Yabemiya.
He really hadn't taught Amy her sharp tongue. He had always taught her to be a kind and righteous person. If he had to say something, then perhaps that was her talent.
"Here's your mocha ice cream." Yabemiya handed the ice cream to Blour.
"Thank you." Blour expressed his gratitude before his attention was drawn to the green ice cream in his hand. The refreshing aroma of green tea wafted toward him, and his mind was reinvigorated. The light green color was like that of the sprouts of spring tea. Even the thousand-year-old tea tree in The Wind Forest that had absorbed the Spring of Life didn't have such a refreshing aroma.
"What great tea!"
Blour couldn't help but praise. Aside from sleeping on trees, tea tasting was his second favorite. Not only did he enjoy the tea leaves from The Wind Forest, he had collected and tasted all of the famous tea leaves on the Norland Continent. However, this was the first time that he had smelled such a refreshing aroma. Even the spring tea leaves from Vic Mountain paled in comparison to this.
Should I grind the tea leaves into powder before adding them to the snowball? Wouldn't that create a bitter taste? Blour thought to himself. He hesitated momentarily before imitating Amy and licking the snowball.
The snowball melted on the tip of his tongue, and the sweet milk flowed down his throat along with the refreshing aroma of green tea. It was as if the fragrant milk had been enveloped by the tea leaves, and all of the impurities in his stomach and intestines were washed away. The refreshing sensation immediately made him feel refreshed.
"Boss, you're wasting such a precious treasure!"
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