The atmosphere around is not too crowded.
A middle-aged man immediately approached them, amicably greeting them.
There were only a few people in the shop, all of whom seemed to be enjoying the food in front of them.
But that wasn't what caught Xiao Ara's attention, but rather a man sitting on a chair in the corner of the room.
The man had silver hair like the Crown Prince's, and how he sat and ate made anyone know that he was a noble.
His clothes were black and simple, and he wore a hood that hid his face, making it very difficult for Xiao Ara to see his face.
"Do you recognize him?" Grandma Chiyo's voice suddenly broke her focus. The old lady had already finished taking orders for the two of them.
"No, I don't, Grandma. I feel that he looks like someone."
"Do you mean the Crown Prince?"
"You feel the same way I do, Grandma?"
