Inside Angel's Share, the aroma of various wines mingled with the scent of wooden tables and chairs, creating a cozy and welcoming atmosphere that seemed to lock all the noise and bustle outside the door.
At an unassuming table, two figures from four hundred years ago sat facing each other once again, except that one of them was no longer a tall, purple-haired older sister.
A few minutes later, Venti let out a loud burp, looking utterly content as he chugged bottle after bottle of Dandelion Wine. A bright flush spread across his maiden-like, fair cheeks.
Chapter 99