“…”
Everyone was rendered speechless by the bizarre performance.
When Tom Weasel realized that no one was responding, he quickly yelled to the toy soldiers nearby, and without a tiny bit of embarrassment, he said, “Applause, you junk!”
Clap clap clap… Chaotic, scattered clapping came from the toy soldiers.
Tom Weasel made another 720-degree ballet spin in satisfaction and ended his act with a grand jeté. Next, he stepped to the high platform closest to everyone using his usual splayed-feet.
“Showy, exaggerating, and childish,” Sunders pulled the edge of his top-hat down to his forehead and chuckled coldly, “Greya’s strange taste never changed.”
Tom Weasel heard Sunders’ words and looked towards him, who had been standing on the back of his demon falcon.
“Neehahaha, Mister Sunders! Weasel was wondering why he felt something from the nightmare realm. Sir, your aura grew even cryptically stronger compared to last time we met on the Soul Upland!” Tom Weasel exclaimed with an exaggerated expression. He even performed another ballet move when mentioning “stronger”.
Sunders did not reply. He simply looked away without paying attention to Weasel anymore. Everyone from Barbie’s Restaurant was as insane as Weasel, one could not communicate with them using common sense.
Tom Weasel did not mind Sunders’ cold reaction. He kept leaping and spinning with his eyes closed.
When the sunlight reached the front door and the chorus was replaced by sea waves, Tom Weasel made another gentleman salute towards everyone.
“My honored guests, it is time to enter,” said Tom Weasel. His voice suddenly turned serious.
With that, the elegant restaurant door slowly opened. A strange smell came out.
It was not delicious, yet the smell seemed to carry magic with it. It fiddled around everyone’s sense of smell, causing them to swallow hard.
A plain smell had drawn out everyone’s appetite.
“Now this is the real thing, not the fake sense triggered by using dirty tricks to stimulate your brains to release desire in the illusion,” Sabot explained to everyone with a smile, “Greya is a real genius. Looks like we’ll have a real feast today.”
While explaining, Sabot followed Sunders towards Barbie’s Restaurant.
Sunders walked into the colorful door with a plain face. Flora was following behind. She suddenly turned around and gave Sabot a sweet smile.
Before Sabot could understand what it meant, the toy soldiers leaped in and crossed their guns and swords in front of everyone, stopping further visitors.
Being repelled by the toy soldiers while the juniors were still looking at him, Sabot felt his face burning with embarrassment and rage.
“What’s the meaning of this?” Sabot gave Tom Weasel a cold, angered stare. “You have a problem with me?”