"Gulp."
A collective gulping sound was suddenly heard throughout the entire restaurant. All of the customers in the general vicinity, including Blour, were salivating at the sight of Amy licking her ice cream.
There was a popular saying among the customers of Mamy Restaurant: Don't look at Amy as she's eating when you don't have money in your pocket, because you'll be compelled to have whatever she's having.
"I'll get a blueberry ice cream."
"I only have 300 copper coins of spending money left for the month, but I really want to eat it! What do I do? Screw it, I'll get one as well!"
"No, I can't! If I order an ice cream, I'll only have 10 copper coins left!"
Some of the customers were struggling with internal conflict, while others were scrambling to order ice creams for themselves.
Amy wasn't smug in the slightest after effecting a spike in ice cream sales, as she was too busy focusing on her own ice cream cone. There was a blissful smile of enjoyment on her little face as she slowly licked her ice cream, and just watching her eat evoked within the onlooker a sense of satisfaction. Furthermore, she was simply too adorable!
What is that? How can she look so happy eating a snowball? It's as if she's eating the most delicious food in this world! Blour's eyes widened as he salivated involuntarily. He didn't think that he would develop an interest in those snowballs, but he was becoming more and more curious about its flavor. What kind of delicious food could put such a delighted expression on her face?
"Blour Shirley, do you want to know what this ice cream tastes like?" Amy suddenly looked up at Blour with a smile on her face.
"I do." Blour nodded unconsciously in response.
"Then let me find out for you." Amy took another lick of her ice cream, and said, "It's sour, it's sweet, and it's super delicious."
Amused laughter rang out among the nearby customers. They always found watching Amy converse with other customers very interesting.
Blour was enraged by Amy's response, but he simply couldn't bring himself to vent his frustration on Amy at the sight of her smile. Furthermore, he felt as if he would be committing a crime if he didn't join in everyone's laughter.
Should I try it? A voice sounded in Blour's heart, and it refused to go away.
"No! Those snowballs must be very sweet, and they don't look like ordinary snowballs, so I'll definitely get fat if I eat them!" Blour shook his head to try and rid himself of that train of thought. However, his gaze then fell on Amy's ice cream again, and he couldn't help but gulp.
She's so cute even when she's indecisive. Constantine stared at Blour with an entranced expression before calling Yabemiya over as he said, "Please get me two blueberry ice creams; one for Madam Shirley."
"Sure, please wait a moment." Yabemiya nodded in response.
"I... I don't... really want one." Blour raised a hesitant hand.
"So just one ice cream then?" Yabemiya stopped before turning to look at Blour and Constantine.
"I..." Blour was starting to hesitate again.
"We'll get two ice creams," Constantine confirmed with a smile. He could tell that Blour still really wanted an ice cream.
"Alright." Yabemiya nodded before turning away again.
"Change mine to a mocha flavor ice cream," Blour called after her. He then raised his hand to cover his face. How embarrassing—he had gone back on his word twice in such a short span of time.
"It's alright, Big Sister Shirley. Even though going back on your word is really embarrassing, it's not like it's your first time, so you should be used to it by now." Amy looked up at Blour with a comforting expression.
Are those supposed to be words of consolation? Blour buried his face even deeper into his hand. If it weren't for the fact that his Yangzhou fried rice and ice cream still hadn't arrived, he would have definitely rushed out of the restaurant already. It was simply too embarrassing for him to stay here.
From this day forth, I'll never make any promises in this restaurant ever again, Blour vowed in his heart.
He slowly calmed himself down and extricated his face from his hand as he resumed a calm and collected expression. How could a creature of such stunning beauty like him be defeated by such a small hurdle?
Embarrassment? What was that?
"Big Sister Shirley, how many ice creams are you planning on eating?" Amy asked.
"..." Blour raised an eyebrow in response. She suddenly felt as if this little girl was just as difficult to deal with as the princess back when she was a little girl. In particular, the smile on her face really reminded her of the mischievous smile on the princess's face after she pulled off one of her pranks.
Impossible; there's no way that the princess would have a daughter, as no one in this world is worthy of her. The thought only briefly flashed through Blour's mind before it was banished. There was perhaps someone like that three years ago, but he's no longer here in this world.
"That depends on my mood." Blour had learned to be smarter with his response this time.
Amy wore an earnest and heartfelt expression as she said, "Then you have to control your mood. Otherwise, you'll really get fat if you eat too many."
Blour opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end. This little girl's words were so scathing, but she clearly had no malicious intent, and she was so adorable that no one could get mad at her.
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Sally isn't really familiar with the internal affairs of the elven race, and she hasn't seen the elven princess at all in the past three years. If this guy is from the Wind Forest, then he might have some useful information, Mag thought to himself as he looked at Blour. He then handed over the two ice cream cones they had ordered to Yabemiya.
As for Amy's sharp tongue, that was not something that he had taught her. He had always taught Amy the importance of being a kind person, but she simply had a natural knack for delivering unintentionally scathing remarks.
"Here's your mocha ice cream." Yabemiya handed an ice cream cone to Blour.
"Thank you." Blour accepted the ice cream cone from Yabemiya, and his eyes were immediately drawn to it. The fragrant aroma of green tea wafted toward him, and just its scent alone was enough to revitalize him. Even the thousand-year-old tea tree that drew water from the Spring of Life didn't produce tea leaves with such a decadent aroma.
"This is fantastic tea!"
Blour couldn't help but praise the tea leaves used in the ice cream. Aside from sleeping, drinking tea was his second hobby. He had collected and tasted renowned tea leaves from the Wind Forest as well as all over the Norland Continent. However, it was the first time he had smelled such a rich tea aroma, and even the spring tea from Vic Mountain paled drastically in comparison.
Did he grind the tea leaves into powder before putting it into these snowballs? Wouldn't it be very bitter, then? Blour was a little perplexed. After a brief hesitation, he emulated Amy and took a lick of the ice cream.
The ice cream melted on the tip of his tongue, and a sweet milky flavor flowed down his throat along with the refreshing flavor of green tea. It was as if a tender tea leaf enveloped in a layer of rich milk had flowed down his throat, washing away all of the impurities in his digestive system. The refreshing feeling immediately made him more alert and focused.
"Boss, you're wasting these ingredients!"
Blour suddenly rose to his feet and pointed at the kitchen with an enraged expression.