Bab 137: Sanctity of Peace - Part 2

"Um, do you like fried rice?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I considered her question for a moment before responding. "I suppose I don't have anything against it."

Her eyes flickered with interest before quickly returning to her demeanor. "I see..."

I could sense that she wanted to say something more, but didn't know how to continue. As for myself, I preferred to stay silent, indulging in the soothing music that filled the atmosphere around us.

As we waited in silence, the ambiance of the cafe filled my senses - the clinking of utensils, the aroma of sizzling dishes, and the gentle hum of soft music in the background. Perhaps this is the perfect setting for some reading.

If only the library had a similar atmosphere with fresh air conditioning and calming music, it would be one of my favorite spots. However, I don't actually desire it that way.