Downtown, hotpot chain restaurant.
"Phew..." Aiko let out a satisfied sigh as she took a large gulp of beer, finally feeling the exhaustion of the day ebbing away. She looked around and said, "Eat up everyone, don't be shy!"
There was no need for her encouragement, as Wolong and Feng Chu had been slurping away without pause, recklessly tossing slices of tender beef, fresh lamb, duck blood, and fatty intestines into the pot. They only regretted that the water wasn't heating up fast enough; had the pot been for cooking on an open flame, they might have fanned it to hurry it along.
Yin Li, however, was quite restrained, sitting elegantly at the table, casually sipping on milk tea, looking every bit the hermit hidden in the hotpot restaurant.
Seeing her like this, Aiko couldn't hide her annoyance: "We're eating hotpot and you're still putting on airs? Drink up some draft beer!"
