Since The Fall Of Maglindo
Chapter 03: Have You Eaten That Banana?

When choosing to park my bike, my goal is to stop by the maid-style cafe on the right side of the road.

From before walking away from school, I had found some kind of big restaurant but it felt like the crowd inside could make me uncomfortable. Unlike the cafe that I now intend to enter, its breadth cannot even beat the area of my room. In other words, how perfect the place to be used as a tongkrongan.

Entering it, there were quite a number of people but not until it filled the entire room. Although in front there were some empty seats, I preferred the one in the corner, it was the furthest from the door.

When looking at the food menu offered through a kind of thin book that from the beginning was already on the table, in the initial page alone I was able to determine what food to order.

I waited for a while because the servant himself should have taken some time to serve the customers. When I glanced to the side, it felt like there was a servant who seemed to be walking towards me, there I thought that now it was my turn. But even from a distance, it felt like I had seen that person. Feeling that it was not something to think about, I looked back to the front with an upright sitting position.

“Welcome, Sir, is there anything you want ...”

At the end of his voice, it sounded like it was disappearing. Curious if there was anything strange, when looking at him, it was strange.

“Eh?”

I can't say anything anymore.

The one who became the servant, unexpectedly before turned out to be Grizelle. Of course I was astonished, so because of that astonishment, I was grateful. Wh why? Because when else could she see him wearing a waiter costume. Moreover, she looked extremely beautiful, a fusion between black and white as if in sync with her.

“Why can you be here?!” ask Grizelle.

In fact he was also surprised even though he somewhat held him back from bothering other customers, plus seemed embarrassed that I saw him in his current state.

While Grizelle was busy with her expression, I began to quickly adapt so that the calm did not fade away. Of course in reality, my heart is blossoming right now, it feels like a miracle is happening to me.

“Just stop by, my stomach is hungry.”

Perhaps feeling defeated as to why I was this calm, he began to take a deep breath so that the redness on his face gradually dissipated.

“So, what do you want to order?”

“Why not use ‘Tuan’ or ‘You’ only? That sounds better.”

“Do not mess around, I will kick you out.”

I don't think she can say that either, but her cute impression still doesn't go away. I thought I'd make this place a barrel after school, in other words there was no need to eat breakfast from home.

What other favors do I want to deny? Looking at Grizelle who was like a cold princess wearing a costume so that more than half of her legs were white to the point of view, made me want to keep looking at her for the next 5 hours.

Why did he choose to work here? There is no prohibition from the school that should not allow students to work, but I think being a servant like Grizelle herself should not like it, obviously if you look at her personality, being a cashier in the minimarket is an option that has a great possibility to choose.

“I want to order all the food on the first page, then orange ice and ice cream and if there is also do not forget other foods that are filling.”

“You're serious about that?”

“Iya, of course.”

Actually come to think of it most cafes from the beginning did not provide heavy food, I mean some kind of grilled chicken, soto, meatballs or something like that, but more to dessert although not infrequently the portion exceeds the main food itself.

Good plan, really good. Besides, there are some things I want to ask him. It should not be a problem to invite him to chat for a while, after all his servant is also not just him, so certainly will not interfere, anyway, there were even some who were engrossed with his customers until the sound of their laughter was heard here.

When Grizelle went to prepare my order, I just kept quiet leaning back. Trying to whistle but not being able to, it felt like I was starting to look like someone who was lonely when comparing it to other customers, even though in reality it was.

I know, because my orders are many, so of course it will take a long time. However, half of the time I thought it would be spent making the dish, it was not yet there that Grizelle had delivered it. He used some kind of food trolley because my order quantity was too much that it could not be transported by hand.

After the entire order was served on the table, it was really a lot, even greedy people would also consider it so.

“Please eat, Mr.”

Although Grizelle called me master, but her face smirked as if she was underestimating me. Does he think this kind of thing is impossible for me to do? But actually not. But anyway—

“How about you help eat it, Grizelle.”

“Ti-no, where possible!”

His expression instantly changed, he increasingly looked adorable. I never thought I would see a new side of him.

“Why is your face flushed?”

“Huh? No!”

“Then sit down, there's something I want to talk about.”

While talking like that, I signaled to him that everyone was looking at him for talking too loudly. Actually, my real goal was just to have him sit opposite me in the other seat.

Perhaps because he was aware of this, he was finally forced to do so. But his face as much as possible refused to look at me, for whatever reason.

Recalling the topic I wanted to hang out with, made me interrupt my pants pocket. My goal was to ask about a letter that was still not clear of its origin.

“You know about this?”

Even though I talked to him, he still did not want to stare. This made me wonder why he could be, when there was nothing wrong.

I was forced to move the letter in my hand to get within the reach of his eyes. However, it was certainly not easy, as he always turned away. I finally chose to give up when hunger came back calling.

First I put the letter in front of Grizelle, then chose to drink iced orange first as an appetizer and continued the other food alternately. Because as I've offered Grizelle before, so I want to leave some parts for her.

Sometimes I would steal a look at him. Just as I reached the fried banana topped with a lot of cheese and sweet chocolate zigzags, he finally looked forward.

“Oh, do you want?”

Asking so, it seemed Grizelle was interested in the ice cream section. But before he managed to grab it, his eyes were aware of the presence of something foreign.

“Surat ... love? Do you intend ...”

I was even so shocked when I heard it, that in the end it choked. I never imagined he would say such a thing, even if based on his personality, thinking about it was already an impossibility. But the one who is now, it feels like the woman in front of me is different.