"At least you'll still be wearing your underwear, so you won't be completely naked." Raymund tried to calm his servant.
That doesn't help at all. Elise, already in front of the waffle stall, could only stand still with a super red face.
"Pardon me, Miss?" The waffle seller frowned. "Did I hear you wrong? You'll help me sell my waffles wearing only an apron and panties?"
"A-and also wearing shoes." Elise had a hard time putting words together. "Y-you don't have to pay me either."
The waffle seller's chin dropped. She then looked at the crepes stall, which was still busy, then laughed a little. "What made you want to help me?"
"E-everyone should taste your waffles." Elise took a deep breath to calm herself down. "Once they eat it, they will definitely come back again."
The waffle seller was silent for a moment, still watching the queue at her rival stall. "I came here when the pastry stalls here were already bankrupt."
"Huh?"