Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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Dong Xiangjiang was a little curious and wanted to know what Pendragon would do next.

Can I get a refill of ice water?

"No."

Touka rolled her eyes cutely, then laughed to herself and said, "If you really don't have any money..."

He glanced at Pendragon furtively halfway through his sentence.

"You can stay and work to pay off your debt."

"In this regard... it's impossible for me to work, I'll never work in my life."

Pendragon flatly refused; Che Guevara was her spiritual leader, and she would never betray her leader.

"Then I'd like to see how you're going to settle the bill."

Dong Xiangjiang snorted and turned to pour ice water for Pendragon.

"that……"

Pendragon stood up at the table, then realized that the plates were piled up too high and that one side of the guests couldn't see him at all, so he stood up on the chair again.

This time, the guests sitting over there can finally admire the silver ahoge (cowlick) peeking out from under the plate—and it even moves!

"Excuse me, is there anyone here willing to pay my bill? If not, I'll ask again later."

"…Is this your plan?"

Dongxiang, who brought up the iced water, was both amused and exasperated. Where did this idiot come from? How could anyone possibly pay such a large bill for a stranger?

"Ok!"

Pendragon nodded solemnly, then jumped off the chair and bowed gracefully to Touka, displaying the gentlemanly manners of a high-ranking nobleman.

"So, beautiful lady, would you be willing to pay the bill for me?"

Pendragon's dark golden eyes stared directly at Touka through his glasses.

To the young girl, her eyes, combined with her elegant manners, seemed to be generating electricity with a "crackling" sound.

"I would like to..."

Dong Xiangjiang's expression froze, and she inexplicably moved her red lips.

"That's a ghost!"

As soon as she blurted out "I do," Dong Xiangjiang seemed to be under a spell and almost lost her mind and agreed.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and escaped the allure of that beautiful face.

This guy is a complete menace!

Dong Xiangjiang internally warned herself that she must always be wary of such stunning beauty.

"I...I am willing..."

"Let me do it!"

"Let me go!"

Some customers don't have Touka's self-control; there are many beauty enthusiasts willing to pay for Pendragon, and they are half male and half female.

Pendragon not only gets to pay the bill, but he also has options.

The man ignored him completely. Among the customers who expressed their willingness to pay, Pendragon picked out a fairly pretty lady and walked over to her.

"As payment for paying my bill, is there anything I can do for you?"

She gave a graceful bow, and although Pendragon's expressionless face slightly ruined the atmosphere, these were minor details that could be ignored. The most important thing was that she had come to show her face!

"Um... I..."

The beautiful woman's breathing quickened noticeably, and a faint blush appeared on her face. As if she had made up her mind and was ready to go all out, she spoke her mind in front of everyone with a resolute tone!

"Can I have a date with you for a day?"

The woman's face was already flushed red, and she turned her head away, not daring to look directly into those dark golden eyes that made her lower body slightly wet just by looking at them.

However, after a long time, she did not receive a response.

"Farewell!"

Pendragon had already moved away from her position, and bowed slightly to indicate that he appreciated her gesture.

"Pfft!"

"Crack!"

The guests present seemed to hear the sound of a knife stabbing and the sound of a fragile heart shattering.

This guy is toxic.

Pendragon couldn't help but think to himself, "Doesn't he know my time is very valuable? And he's still going on dates."

However, what angered Pendragon the most was that half of the people in the café refused to pay for him!

What?! You bastards aren't spending any money on me?! I'm so disappointed in you guys.

P.S.: I finally signed the contract today. I saw a really interesting picture in the group, so I'm posting it below. I'll delete it if it infringes on any copyrights.

Chapter Seventeen: Money Earned Through Skill

Chapter 17

"Um...can I?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing a male voice, Pendragon intended to refuse without even asking any questions, but before she could speak, the conditions proposed by the speaker made Pendragon hesitate.

"If you agree to take a photo with me, this meal will be on me."

"Britain?……!"

Huang Xiaoming shook off Kaneki Ken's hand that was tugging at his sleeve, and looked at Pendragon with an excited expression and fanatical eyes.

"Britain……"

Kaneki was horrified when he saw the pile of plates on Pendragon's table. Didn't his friend have any idea how much money he had?

"Do you have that much money?"

Lowering his voice, Kaneki Ken frantically hinted to Huang Xiaoming.

"whispering sound."

Despite not having brought that much money, Huang Xiaoming scoffed at Jinmu's advice.

"You don't know anything! This is a chance to win over the Queen! Talking about money is so vulgar! Even if I have to go broke, live on a shoestring budget, work hard, or even sell my kidneys... I absolutely have to take a picture with her!"

Ignoring Kaneki's advice, Huang Xiaoming not only lacked self-awareness but was also incredibly arrogant, his eyes filled with eager anticipation as he nervously awaited Pendragon's decision.

"make a deal."

Pendragon stared at the man expressionlessly for a long time, and considering that he might have to contact him again later, he finally agreed.

"..."

Kaneki Ken was utterly stunned. Why would he have to pay tens of thousands, or even more than 100,000 yen, just for a photo? And his friend looked so anxious, as if he was afraid the other party would refuse!

Is this some big star I don't recognize?

Based on Pendragon's appearance and demeanor, Kaneki deduced that Pendragon was simply a pretty face. With such qualities, he could easily gain a huge following even if he debuted casually.

"Kaneki Kaneki!"

Kaneki Ken, who was looking down and seemingly lost in thought, suddenly heard his friend calling him. He looked in the direction of the voice and realized that his friend wanted him to be the photographer.

Although he was overjoyed, Huang Xiaoming had to be careful under the watchful eyes of so many people. He didn't dare sit too close to Pendragon and moved a chair to the side instead.

She didn't dare to strike a pose anymore, sitting upright and looking at the camera, her palms sweating nervously.

Perhaps this is the majesty of a king. Just moments ago, Huang Xiaoming had the idea of ​​striking up a conversation and winning over Pendragon, but as soon as he got close, he immediately felt immense pressure. The air became heavy, his breathing became rapid, and he felt uncomfortable all over. He just wanted to get over it quickly and move away...

This person is not normal.

Making his judgment once again, Pendragon glanced at the incredibly nervous blond guy, whose personality was quite different from the one in the original work.

Considering that he had treated him to a meal, Pendragon thought for a moment, then expressionlessly flashed a peace sign at the camera—the standard pose for a straight-laced man.

“Give him my bill.”

Pendragon's silver-gray ahoge (cowlick) curled up in front of Touka, and he sat back down in his original spot, sipping his ice water.

"understood."

This transaction was witnessed by everyone, and Dong Xiangjiang certainly knew that the bill had nothing to do with Pendragon anymore.

Although it was an agreement agreed upon by both parties, and even she herself had been tempted before, Touka-chan still felt that this was not quite right...

"But the guy over there doesn't look like he'll be able to pay the bill."

Compared to the cashier, Dong Xiangjiang was more curious about Pendragon, so she took the opportunity of collecting plates to chat with her.

"He earned his money through his own hard work, so why are you saying that dirt is no good?"

The amazing translator perfectly conveyed Pendragon's meaning, and even though Touka-chan had no idea about these references, she still understood it.

"The guy over there has decided to work three jobs over the summer to pay off his debts."

Hearing Huang Xiaoming and Jinmu talking quietly, Dong Xiangjiang couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the poor guy, even though he was tired but still looked excited.

"..."

Pendragon didn't say anything, and pulled out a book from somewhere and started reading.

"In short, I don't think what you did was right."

Before leaving, Dongxiangjiang, who had easily lifted two plates over a meter high, still showed great sympathy for Huangmao.

"My actions and my heart are as clear as a mirror."

Pendragon turned a page of the book formed by magic, then looked up at Touka's disappearing figure in the kitchen, feeling that this girl was quite abnormal compared to the original work.

Although Touka in the original work is gentle, kind, and loves humans, that applies to people she knows well, and she is quite indifferent to strangers.

But the one we've encountered now... is a bit too saintly.

Such gentle kindness towards strangers—are ghouls starting to care about the quality of meat now? I heard that Wagyu beef is of good quality because it gets massages and music every day, keeping it in a good mood.

Pendragon kept his attention on Hideaki Hideyoshi, but only for a short time.

Her focus remained on her own food; she only paid attention to the unusual situation here as a side concern, and wouldn't bother with it once she was sure it wouldn't affect her.

Pendragon sat there quietly reading, surrounded by other guests like a graffiti girl. Her beautiful face and the faint scent of books would captivate both men and women.

The coffee shop gradually filled up with customers, but the staff began to have some free time.

Because once customers enter the store and order a coffee, they don't leave, and most of the customers in the store pretend to be reading or playing on their phones, with very few actually paying and leaving.

"Here."

The white porcelain coaster clinked against the wooden tabletop, and a fragrant black beverage was pushed in front of Pendragon by a small, snow-white hand.

"I didn't order coffee."

Pendragon slightly raised his small nose and sniffed the air, his ahoge (cowlick) remaining completely still.

"This drink was treated to you by the manager, so you don't need to pay."

Dong Xiangjiang smiled brightly and then went back behind the counter.

"..."

Pendragon's gaze shifted from the book to the cup, where the still-swaying liquid reflected her face, rippling like a phantom.

Even Pendragon's ahoge (cowlick) folded up in disgust at the bitter-tasting beverage, and he wouldn't drink it no matter how fragrant it was.

I spent quite a while in the café, and what Pendragon was looking at was ostensibly a book, but in reality, it was just a book...

P.S.: Hmmmm, those of you who stay up late, please take care of your health, especially girls, it can make your pores bigger! It's best to go to bed early~

Chapter Eighteen: Getting on the Bus