"The Idea of a Woman Stealing Someone Else's Partner is Ridiculous," I laughed. But After Being Reborn, I Became a Victim of Such a Woman. However, My New Fiancée was Absolutely Amazing. - Episode 27
In the end, the skilled kimono shop owner completely had us wrapped around his finger, and I ended up choosing five kimono fabrics.
Kouga-san also got convinced to buy a few fabric pieces and will have a casual hakama made for himself.
Well, tough luck for both of us.
We also got our measurements taken, and the shopkeeper’s daughter cheerfully congratulated us on our engagement. I awkwardly smiled and said, “Thank you.”
But at least we managed to get directions to the café.
“Humming~♪ Ca-fe♪ Ca-fe♪ Om-rice♪ Om-rice♪”
About three minutes’ walk from the kimono shop, we arrived at a place with a big red sign—a trendy Western-style food shop called “Café Cake.”
It probably means “cake.”
Nice, it has a Western feel to it.
Since my past-life habits haven’t completely faded, I almost read the sign from left to right, but in this world, it’s supposed to be read from right to left.
The katakana writing makes it even more confusing.
“Keh… iku? What does that mean?”
“Maybe it’s a food name?”
It sounds like “cake,” but I’m not entirely sure.
Kouga-san tilted his head in confusion but still opened the door and entered the café since it was our destination.
A waitress in a maid uniform greeted us, “Welcome! A table for two?”
Oh, customer service hasn’t changed much in this era.
Or maybe she greeted us because Kouga-san is in a military uniform?
After all, he’s a tall, intimidatingly handsome man.
Inside, there were mostly female students. Since I didn’t recognize any from my school, they must be from another academy.
When the tall, military-uniformed handsome man entered, all eyes turned to him, and I felt a bit tense.
In this country, just being a soldier in the Tendo military guarantees a high salary.
With the average male height around 165 cm, Kouga-san, standing at over 185 cm, naturally stands out.
Even just walking through the door caught their attention. It must be hard for him to go about his daily life.
That aside, considering this café is supposedly “popular,” there are quite a few customers, but also empty seats.
I thought we’d have to wait in line, but…
“Please take this seat. Here’s the menu. Let us know when you’re ready to order.”
The maid handing us the menu was visibly nervous, likely because of Kouga-san’s intimidatingly handsome face and towering height.
As I took the menu, I noticed that it was made from really high-quality Japanese paper.
Then, I looked at the prices and immediately understood.
They were expensive.
These prices were far beyond what you’d expect at a café, but elite-class female students could probably afford it.
For ordinary commoners, this place would only be for birthdays or special occasions.
So this café is designed to attract a specific clientele.
If it were my old frugal self, I’d never be able to step foot in here.
“Ah! Here it is, omurice!”
“I’ll have this ‘coffee’ thing.”
“Eh? That’s all you’re getting?”
“I don’t feel the need to eat food that isn’t infused with spiritual energy. Order whatever you like.”
“Oh… okay?”
Even something as trivial as this, he shares through ‘Thought Sharing.’
How much does this guy hate talking?
At this point, it’s more like he finds speaking too much of a hassle.
Well, whatever.
If he had spoken, he probably would’ve just said, “Coffee’s fine,” in one short sentence.
So if he’s actually using the ability, I guess it’s fine.
“Alright, I’ll order now. Excuse me!”
“Yes?”
“Before that… can the portion size be reduced?”
“Huh? No, we don’t do that.”
“I thought so. Alright, I’ll have omurice, pudding, a glass of milk, and one coffee.”
“One omurice, one pudding, one milk, and one coffee. Is that correct?”
“Yes.”
“Please wait a moment.”
The maid took notes and walked away. She was cute.
Ahh, what a shame.
If I could’ve ordered a smaller portion, I would’ve tried another dish.
“Did you want something else? Feel free to order.”
“Ah, actually, I wanted to try a parfait, but I know I’ll be too full.”
“If there’s any left, I’ll eat it.”
“Wait! Really!? Then… then I’ll order it!”
Kouga-san nodded, and I couldn’t contain my excitement.
I quickly called the waitress back and added a parfait to the order.
Oh wow, this is awesome!
Looking at the menu again, I realized something.
There were a lot of items from my past life: “Sundae,” “Pudding à la Mode,” “Fruit Punch,” “Beef Steak,” “Katsu Curry,” “Soda.”
Maybe this is what the “Taisho Era” in my past life was like?
“Just looking at the menu is fun! Kouga-sama, is there anything you’d like to try? If I can figure it out, I’d love to try making it.”
“Can you really replicate these dishes?”
Shortly after, our pudding and parfait arrived.
Whoa! Even compared to my past life, these looked just as good!
There’s no doubt. These must be delicious!
“They look so cute! Um, um, can I start eating?”
Kouga-san gave a small nod, and I eagerly clasped my hands together in gratitude before digging in.
I scooped up the pudding with my spoon and took a bite.
Chewing…
Mmm… MMMMM~! Pudding~!
It tasted exactly like the homemade pudding I had in my past life!
It’s amazing… Has pudding always tasted the same throughout history?
“It’s so delicious! It’s soft, smooth, and melts in my mouth!”
Kouga-san nodded again, his eyes softening slightly with a gentle expression.
That look made me feel a completely different kind of happiness from the pudding’s taste.