The waitress was rather displeased.
Clifford had brought the group of them here, hoping that King would take a fancy to them, upon which he would gift the chosen ones to him. If they could catch King's eye, they would shoot up to success straightaway for sure.
Unexpectedly, though, be they sweet and pretty, a dominatrix, or pure and innocent, King couldn't be bothered to spare them even a glance. This filled the waitress with absolute indignation.
Not only was she the prettiest among the group, but her muscles were also the most beautiful among them. How was she any inferior to Black Cat? Thus, she couldn't help but want to remove Black Cat's mask and let everyone compare the two of them.
She had clearly succeeded, her hand had clearly reached Black Cat's mask, and yet, the next moment…
Bam!
She was kicked away with great force, which sent her flying out.
Everyone there was stunned.
