How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 9. How to bake apple pie (3)

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“You know this place is expensive, right?”

That was the sound that was made as soon as I sat down.

How could I know? I didn’t say anything and just looked at him helplessly. The woman is visibly embarrassed, but she tries to act calm.

“Well, I’m not asking for half and half, so don’t worry! Because I was the one who set up this place. Instead, I’m going to pay for the drinks with this… Yo. This.”

I didn’t answer this time either. I just stared aimlessly. Of course, in my mind, I am wasting time.

7 Second rule.

This was a story told by a reporter who came to a special lecture on employment. If you just watch without saying anything for just 7 seconds, you will be able to see the other person collapse on their own. He also said that sometimes just looking at something without saying anything can be intimidating.

The only thing I can return to this clumsy villainess is rudeness.

“Stop staring at me!”

It can’t exceed 3 seconds. Are you a person who has a lot of trouble?

“Why don’t you make a bet with me?”

I tapped the table with my hand to get their attention.

“… My bet… yo. This?”

“It’s simple. Let’s just look at each other. I’m not asking you to have a snowball fight, so it doesn’t matter if you blink or move your body. But in any case, the one who looks away first loses. “If I win, I’ll have to pay a little more for the drinks.”

After hearing my suggestion, the woman rolled her eyes and asked in a crawling voice.

“… “What if I win?”

“I’ll leave the alcohol here. How is it?”

“Then there is no benefit to me?”

The woman immediately got angry.

“Then I will just leave without selling alcohol. You can eat well during the time and leave. “I drank a little water, so let’s pay the price and leave.”

You paid the money, not me. The woman thought for a moment and said, ‘Hmm.’ Then she adjusted her posture and sat down.

“Okay. You are making a mistake. “If you knew what I used to do, would you regret it?”

“Good. I’m not confident. Jill herself. “Let’s get started.”

I hit the table with one hand and rang the waitress call bell with the other hand. As soon as the ding-dong sound was heard, the employee came rushing over.

“Do you need anything?”

I spoke to her man without looking up.

“Oh, the woman in front of me said she liked you, so she asked me to ask for your contact information.”

“Yes?!” “What?!”

The employee’s face suddenly crumpled. The woman’s face turned bright red as she looked up at the employee.

I can’t believe someone working in the service industry doesn’t have a poker face like that. I felt like I knew Hampton’s staffing level.

To the untrained eye, it would appear that this woman is not in disguise and that her fashion sense is terrible.

If you, like me, have received training in ‘understanding the other person’s intentions’ through a regular curriculum, you may not know.

“I’m sorry. It was during a penalty game. Let’s take your order and leave. Two mimosas. “This is a tip.”

The woman looked at me and the employee in turn with bewildered eyes. As the employee left with a very relieved expression on his face, he seemed very angry.

“What is this?”

“Well, whatever. You ordered it, right? “I chose the alcohol, so I’ll buy it for you.”

“No, not that! “It’s a foul!”

“I’ve never set any rules, so it’s not a foul.”

Another staff member quickly brought us two mimosa cocktails. Half a glass of champagne and half a glass of orange juice. However, the size of the cup is unconscionably small. No, I wonder if the prices here are always like this.

“No, it’s invalid! “It’s invalid!”

“Shall we do it one more time? “Change the sport.”

The woman crossed her arms as if disapproving. I fiddled with my mimosa glass. I pointed to a shelf lined up in a buffet style. Colorful cakes and snacks are on display. Since there are unlimited refills, you can pick up anything.

“… “What is it?”

“Let’s say that among the cakes and snacks on the table over there, the one who brings the refreshment that best matches this mimosa cocktail wins. How is it?”

This time, the woman looks at me with absurd eyes.

“It’s a game that won’t end if one side insists, right?”

Caught.

Now is the time to scratch your pride.

“It looks like you’re not confident? Since you like alcohol, I was wondering if you have any knowledge in this area, or is it just that you can drink alcohol with it, and there is no need for it?”

“… Hey. You. People keep touching me… Be careful.”

The woman is really seriously angry. I made an expression that I understood everything.

“Just kill me and that’s it.”

“What?”

“I said it would be enough to kill him.”

“Well, there are all these guys…” “

“So before I die.”

I stopped talking and gently pushed the cocktail glass.

“I would die after eating a piece of cake to go with this mimosa. If you want to shoot, shoot. Doesn’t everyone in the city carry around a pistol? Instead, please introduce a matching cake and shoot it. But if I win this time, the price of the drinks will go up.”

“… Great.”

The woman stood up first. The handle of her pistol at her waist was visible. Of course, I am not confident of losing this time either.

Food is also an important resource in the Erijkton Protocol. The type of buff or debuff varies depending on what ingredients are added and how it is cooked. There is also a buff that gives additional bonuses when eaten together with drinks and food.

Mimosa cocktails go well with most types of brunch. It’s half orange juice and half champagne, so it’s not that strong.

So, all I have to do is refer to the list in my head and choose a food that goes well with it.

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An hour and a half later.

“… “It’s a draw this time too.”

Leti, or rather Leticia, eventually admitted it. That the other person is a person who likes alcohol as much as you do.

The two continued to compete while changing cocktails. At the same time, we secretly raised each other’s frequency. Mimosa, which was about 5 percent, was changed to Screwdriver, which was about 10 percent, and then turned into Long Island Iced Tea, which was about 15 percent.

But the reason I didn’t get very drunk was partly because I ate cake and refreshments, but also because the glass itself was small. A method of reducing weight by hanging a banner that says, ‘Stay at the same price as before.’

Well, it wasn’t that bad anyway in terms of tasting the compatibility of various alcohol and food. Above all, this man and Leticia have similar tastes in food.

“Plum tart?”

“This drink has a bit of a bitter aftertaste, so I thought something sweet and sour would go well with it. “What about that one?”

“… “I chose that too.”

“It’s a draw again.”

In fact, the confrontation itself had a flaw.

There were major problems with supply and maintenance of materials due to rotating power outages. It is difficult to maintain the quality of dairy products when freezers and refrigerators are turned off frequently.

In particular, fruits that depend on freshness were inevitably replaced with canned food from Cybele, and because of that, no matter what fruit I ate, it tasted the same.

‘Even so, how can we have the same tastes?’

At some point, Leticia fell into anticipation.

‘What does this man want to bring next? Will it be true this time too?’

The two had the same opinions on items that were beyond doubt, but in areas where their likes and dislikes differed, they chose foods that suited each other’s tastes.

‘It’s delicious. ‘It’s not my taste,’ but it’s a choice that speaks for itself. In Leticia’s opinion, men seemed to like things with a rich and complex aroma and taste rather than things that were just overly sweet. Sweet and sour.

Her direction was different from her, who only wanted sour food to taste sour, and sweet food to only taste sweet. However, it is not an unconvincing choice.

But everything has an end.

My stomach is getting fuller, and I feel drowsy, perhaps because I’ve been eating a lot of sweets. Even if it comes in a small glass, you drink it while savoring it, and you get moderately drunk.

At one point, Leticia was smiling.

‘Huh?’

A side of yourself that you don’t even know about. She was definitely a rude person, but she was also a fun person, and she was serious about alcohol and food.

At first she thought she was a fraud. This man’s account is literally just created, with no purchase history or sales history.

However, the alcohol I have is from Minsk, which is difficult for even a decent collector to find. The man took pictures from various angles according to Leticia’s requests.

First of all, it didn’t seem like he had changed the bottle or was trying to cheat. However, there are certainly many clever ways to deceive people.

That’s why Leticia wanted to know if this person was someone she could trust. That was why she decided to watch for a long time at her favorite restaurant.

Is it because expectations are so low?

Leticia was happy at this moment.

‘I, besides talking about work… She was someone who could chat for over an hour.’

It was surprising to see how her appearance had changed.

“… I don’t think so. Although she has become famous for shaking her martini rather than mixing it, she actually prefers it mixed. Moreover… “

Leticia’s somewhat excited words were tactfully accepted by her man.

“… “I guess this is especially true in a store that sells vodka of such an uneven quality?”

“It’s not the bartenders’ fault that the supply is inadequate. Now that I think of it, martini, stirred, not shaken?”

“Good.”

Strangely enough, even though she had drunk so many different drinks and eaten so many sweet, sour, salty and bitter pies, just a piece of well-baked biscuit was enough to cleanse her mouth.

“Oh wow.”

For the first time today, Leticia’s eyes slightly turned. Her body seemed to be floating. Maybe it was because she worked all night and got little sleep, but more than anything, she was in a good mood today.

“Caesar, right?”

“Yes.”

“… “Can I have a drink?”

Her man took her drink out of her bag. She felt a little bad for wrapping her cheap backpack in a towel, but she was glad she brought it here in this world.

“… Wow… “

It is definitely Minsk liquor. The sealing at the mouth of the bottle is tight. Even in Römer, it is difficult to find alcohol like this. Because people over there think it’s a waste to put so much effort into blocking liquor bottles.

Take a look at it in the sunlight. It is a wine with a transparent color. I put it down carefully and listen to the whiskey. A golden drink served in a delicately cut glass bottle.

Gulp.

My mouth is already full of saliva.

“It’s genuine.”

Like a child receiving a gift, Leticia played with the bottle endlessly.

Of course, on her first meeting, she treated her with sincerity, but then she didn’t encounter a conman who tried to sell her cheap alcohol. This person might be like that too.

So, right now, at this moment, Leticia was happy. What if it turns out to be fake later? It’s real now.

‘Why is it so comfortable? ‘What is the reason?’

As she spoke, Leticia kept thinking. Then, finally, like an elite, she found out the reason.

Because she was comfortable with herself.

It was a new experience.

As a child, he was teased for being En Roemer’s stooge, and after becoming a soldier, he always had to face angry-faced soldiers or criminals.

Such people have sharp, scruffy faces, and dark under their eyes. Above all, it had a vaguely musty smell. Except for Virginia, all the soldiers were like that.

Even when I go out on patrol, all I see are eyes of contempt. But, this person.

Leticia doesn’t know that she is a soldier. She doesn’t even get offended, even though she doesn’t come out as her real self, but pretends to be as funny and fat as possible.

This disguise was Leticia’s own defense mechanism.

It was something that could not be helped. When she was young, she was an executive trainee, and after that, she was just an executive. There was rarely a time when she was not a soldier.

Because of this, she was always criticized, and it eventually got to the point where she was afraid that someone would swear at her even if she went to the market.

Everything is fine when she is in military uniform. The problem is when you are wearing civilian clothes. Leticia turned into a passive person.

So now, she’s not Leticia, the officer, but just an ugly, overweight civilian named Leti.

And the person in front of her sees herself as Letty, as her own person.

‘It’s comfortable.’

That person does not even look at Leticia herself with her eyes full of contempt. Any swear words she’s heard, she doesn’t say with this guy.

“What’s going on?”

Ah. However, it is unfortunate that her opponent is an ordinary civilian.

You can’t observe without saying anything.

When interrogating her, she can stare and observe as much as she wants. However, among ordinary people, she is treated as a rude person for doing such a thing.

‘I want to see more.’

Actually, this is not an honest statement. What I really meant was, ‘I want people to see me like that.’ Leticia, a human being without rank insignia or military uniform, I hope you will see her as she is.

So she made a bold suggestion.

“… Mr. Caesar. Would you like to try that bet again?”

“What kind of bet are you talking about?”

‘What are you doing, Leticia? Are you finally crazy?’ Somewhere in her, her reason could hear her making a fuss, so Leticia locked her up in her proper cell and shut her door.

“Do not take your eyes off. Instead, they just look at each other. There are no tricks. They just blink and watch each other. If you win, these two bottles of alcohol… Let me lower the price a little. How is it?”

“Ready.”

“Start.”

… Distinct facial features. It drips coolly from my forehead to my nose. The bridge of the nose is also quite sharp. His face is a bit slender rather than slim, but he looks quite masculine as long as he keeps his mouth closed.

But those eyes.

Eyes that look comfortable and somehow profound, yet lonely.

The confidence of calmly looking at the person in front of you.

It stirred Leticia’s heart.

Thump. Thud. Thud.

My heart stretched. The inside of her mouth became a little dry. The clothes I was wearing were hot and cumbersome. Didn’t he even wear two layers of pants?

‘I want to take it off.’

Leticia’s body was itching.