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“What kind of life do you want to live?”
Castor remembered the governess's words vividly.
Should I embark on a journey like my sisters, or live a carefree and unrestrained life?
Old Deng from the family said that no matter what choice she makes, he will firmly support her idea.
To be honest, Caster himself doesn't even know what he wants to do right now.
She was unwilling to be outdone and tried to achieve the same success as her older sisters, but she also wanted to be a happy girl and spend each day in the daily routine.
No one will force her to choose, but in life, you are the number one audience, and you can't slack off even if no one is watching.
For this reason, Castor gave up lying around in his dormitory and chose to invite Mochizuki Oboro out to show her around Academy City.
Good morning, senior.
Have you had breakfast?
"Reporting to senior, I ate two pancakes, three pizzas, four meat buns, and drank four cups of soy milk."
"You seem quite energetic. Where would you like to go first?"
Mochizuki casually remarked: "The Fourth School District is a famous dining district where you can find most of the world's cuisines. The Sixth School District has the most entertainment facilities. If you want to see scenery, you can go to the Twenty-First School District."
The title of Chaldea Academy City is not just for show; it has nearly ten school districts divided by various types of schools.
However, visiting other schools on the weekend is somewhat of a waste of time.
“I’d like to find out how many good restaurants are around our school first,” Castor said, getting straight to the point.
"I won't go into detail about my top recommendation for the cafeteria, the only downside is that it's closed on weekends. Besides that, the food streets around the school are also worth trying," said Mochizuki Oboro.
Castor nodded. "I mostly eat at the cafeteria or Camelot; I rarely eat out. Which shops in the food street are clean?"
Food hygiene?
Mochizuki Oboro said nostalgically, "I haven't heard that word in a long time. In Academy City, every restaurant must be equipped with at least one kitchen cleaning robot, and the kitchen is also connected to a monitoring system, so there is almost no need to worry about hygiene issues."
Castor made a face and said, "Haha, as expected of Chaldea."
In my native England… no, perhaps in most parts of the world, food safety is a concern.
Has Academy City become this advanced?
"If you're asking for recommendations in the food street, I know a place that takes a different approach, which Erise really likes to go to. If you'd like to try it, I recommend you order the lightest dish."
Castor's ahoge stood up: "Taking a risky approach? Someone who either loves what they like or completely ignores what they don't, like Yi Lingqi Ba~Si Qi Si Wu Liu?"
"Yes."
"Senior, I want to give it a try!"
Eight minutes later.
Boiling hot lava.
Scorching hot fog.
The color of death.
"Please enjoy."
A pleasant sound rang in Castor's ears.
The boss stood with his arms crossed, his apron bearing the words "Yanfeng" printed on it.
Gulu.
The sound of swallowing was crystal clear.
Caster stiffly raised his head, forcing a mechanical smile: "Senior, won't you order one?"
Mochizuki Oboro smiled and shook his head. His expression at that moment was remarkably similar to that of his boss.
"Be brave enough to take on challenges, young lady. How will you know if this plate of Mapo Tofu will bring you joy if you don't take this unknown step?"
The owner patted Mochizuki Oboro on the shoulder: "Mochizuki-kun's sister, Erise, is a regular customer. She comes to dine here almost every three days."
There's a saying in Kyushu: Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.
The famous businessman Caesar also said: "Cross the Rubicon."
Castor closed his eyes, steeled his resolve, grabbed a spoon, scooped out a large mouthful, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Heh heh, hahahahaha—" The boss's magnetic, cheerful laughter rang out.
Mochizuki Oboro picked up the chilled milk beside her and thoughtfully opened the lid.
He didn't use a straw. Because it wasn't necessary.
"Poof!!!"
Caster evolved into a small dragon with bright red lips and moist mist in its eyes.
"Looks like you've lost another customer," Mochizuki Oboro joked.
“Heh,” Kirei Kotomine said dismissively, “I think it’s more important for Mochizuki-kun to think about how to appease this young lady.”
Caster snatched the milk from Mochizuki Oboro's hand and gulped it down.
No, it still doesn't work. Stopping feels like being burned alive.
Caster instantly switched to Servant mode: "The allure of hope, Fairy of Avalon!"
A pale golden light effect appeared and enveloped Caster.
"Holding your star of hope (Around Caliburn)!"
Remove the weakened status!
Castor lay weakly on the table, motionless.
To relieve the hellish spiciness, I activated my Noble Phantasm... Hahaha, I must be the most pathetic Servant.
"What a delightful sight."
Kirei Kotomine said with satisfaction, "This time we don't need to pay. Seeing such a wonderful performance is worth the ticket price. Grab your drinks and let's continue our enjoyable weekend."
……
Castor wasn't so unreasonable as to take his anger out on Mochizuki Oboro.
Although it was indeed a shop recommendation from the other party, I was the one who decided to go, so there's nothing more to say.
I suppose the senior thinks he can eat a lot, so he can definitely try this kind of strong-flavored stuff... Hahaha, not funny.
"We've arrived at the sixth school district," Mochizuki Oboro introduced. "I rarely come here, so I don't know much about it."
"Let's just go for a walk together."
Caster stretched. She was a little tired from releasing her Noble Phantasm.
As soon as the two stepped out of the subway station, a black luxury convertible slowed down precisely at the right moment and stopped right next to them.
Artoria reached out and placed her hand on the car door, taking off her sunglasses: "Get in."
Since we've run into each other, there's no reason to ignore it.
People around cast envious or jealous glances, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the powerless complaints of "I hate rich people."
"Are you free this morning, sister?" Caster asked, tilting his head.
Artoria picked up the Coke: "What I have plenty of right now is time and money."
The popularity of "King Arthur" brought Artoria both fame and fortune. With this as seed money, she built the Camelot Entertainment Center, and now she can't even earn enough interest from her earnings to live comfortably on hamburgers every day.
People will unconsciously look for something to do when they have free time. Artoria is the type who doesn't like to lie around and get bored.
Some people enjoy fine wine, some love collecting, but Artoria's hobby is quite unique: she is keen on finding so-called "junk food."
They disdain delicate, exquisite, and flavorful cuisine, and especially love calorie bombs.
“I’ll take you to check out some shops.” Artoria urged, “Get in the car quickly, we’re about to leave. The newlyweds sit in the front passenger seat, and Caster goes to the back.”
Chapter 68 is not David Day
The beast forged from steel roared fiercely, the wind blew irrationally, and everything on both sides of the road rushed past.
Mochizuki Oboro naturally picked up a glass of unopened Coca-Cola, inserted the straw into the hole, and began to savor the taste of the Knight King.
Strange, did the senior ask for the sister's opinion? Caster cast a questioning glance at her.
"You've got some nerve. This time you messed with my cola, what are you planning to do next?" Artoria glanced at Mochizuki Oboro.
"Hamburgers, fried chicken, fries, chicken nuggets, chicken wraps," Mochizuki Oboro commented. "The flavors are on the sweeter side, not very satisfying."
"Guess why I let you take whatever you want?" Artoria said. "Remember this shop and then blacklist it. Come work as my servant after a while, and if there are no problems during your internship, you can become a full-time employee."
"Will you get a raise?" Mochizuki asked.
"The basic hourly wage during the apprenticeship is 200 QP, and I get extra pay if I make myself happy."
The convertible made turns left and right, steadily driving to its destination.
——The Big Bang Burger.
After the chain store landed in Academy City, Big Bang Burger made many adjustments to suit the local conditions, showing a posture of wanting to compete with the kind-faced white-haired old man.
In addition to regularly updated new dishes, the special feature is the "Big Eater Challenge," where you can eat for free if you finish within the specified time.
"Order a small amount first, and see how it tastes. If it's fine, then we can take on the challenge."
Artoria went to the counter to order: "Five chicken wings, five chicken drumsticks, and one standard meal for three people."
Castor said with a sigh, "I haven't recovered yet. I'll order less: a fried chicken, a double beef and cheeseburger, and two Cokes."
"One Sunshine Fruit and Vegetable Burger and a glass of orange juice, thank you," said Wang Yuelong.
"Eating so little, is something on your mind?" Artoria raised an eyebrow.
"I don't have Artoria's face, so I can't eat too much."
"Artoria's face?" Caster scratched his head.
“BOSS, you, and Mordred. The three of you may have different temperaments and styles, but you all have a big appetite and look the same.”
Mochizuki Oboro points out something that is self-evident.
"Hmph. An interesting definition." Artoria stopped caring.
Why not a Castor face or a Mordred face?
Despite this doubt, Castor lacked the courage to ask it directly.
The three found a spacious spot to sit down. Soon, a delicious-looking and fragrant fast food meal was served.
Compared to Castor, who slowly sprinkles seasonings and wears gloves, Artoria doesn't have as many tricks up her sleeve.
After washing her hands, Artoria rolled up her sleeves and transformed into a ruthless devourer, reaching for the three-person meal first.
—A meal for three is not something ordered for three people.
Not long after, looking at the dining table full of wreckage, Mochizuki Oboro wasn't too surprised.
After all, they are the holders of Artoria's face.
"The taste is acceptable; now it's time to officially begin."
Artoria said, "Unfortunately, according to the rules, we can only start the challenge from the most basic competitive eating level."
Castor hummed in agreement: "Then let's continue."
"The three of us will have a competitive eating contest," Knight King issued the order.
Mochizuki Oboro stared in disbelief: "Wait a minute, what do you mean by me?"
"Are you trying to say you're incapable? In front of women?" Artoria's expression was meaningful: "If you insist on canceling the challenge, I won't stop you."
“I’m still here.” Castor looked helpless after being suddenly given a dirty joke.
Having said all that, Mochizuki Oboro had no choice but to go along with her boss's wishes and continue.
Who told her to pay salaries? Sigh, capitalism.