The waitress lady led the customer to a private middle-class party room on the third floor. On the way there, she and Elena talked for a moment about that cafe restaurant.
'Well, this place is pretty aesthetic, Ely. Whoever founded this place must have a pretty high view of art. Look at every carving on those walls and ceilings. Then, the beautiful decoration over there. Somehow, I've felt the same vibes as this place, but when we were still on Earth.' Elena pointed at a few spots, then something flashed in her head.
'A place that has a similar vibe? Hmm, I thought this place seemed to have the hallmarks of European buildings.' Elysia thought for a moment to recall the moment of her business visit abroad.
'Yes! Europe, or rather Paris. Elluin Paeris, huh... Somehow I can read this as the Elf in Paris, fufu.' Elena dropped her fist onto her palm as she realized it.
