At that moment The arrogant security guard straightened his collar and took two stiff steps toward the man in the expensive suit. Though he tried to maintain his confidence, there was a nervous flicker in his eyes. Then he cleared his throat and put on a tone that sounded respectful—on the surface.“Sir,” he began, dipping his head slightly. “Please, I apologize for the little scene you’re witnessing in front of Pasu Mikazu.”However the man in the suit remained silent, his expression unreadable, hands folded behind his back. His polished shoes gleamed under the lights.“I’ve already handled the matter,” the guard continued, trying to sound efficient. “I intercepted this group of children attempting to trespass using a fake invitation.”Immediately he jabbed a thumb behind him toward Jason, Camilla, and her friend.“That boy—him,” he said, pointing squarely at Jason without hesitation, “is a fraudster. I tried to warn him politely, sir. Told them to leave. But the fool’s been standin

At that moment A thick silence swept over the entire entrance of PASUMI KAZU.For a second, no one moved. Not Jason. Not Camilla. Not even the security officers who had come at the former guard’s call. The air hung heavy—like it didn’t know if it should gasp or stay completely still.Everyone just… stared.Mouths slightly parted. Eyes wide. One of the four arriving security men blinked twice in disbelief, unsure if he’d just seen what he thought he did.Even Camilla’s friends across the street, who had been laughing and whispering just a moment ago, froze with their phones still held up mid-livestream. The camera capturing the moment jolted slightly as the person recording fumbled.The elegant man stood still after delivering the slap, his hand still slightly raised, as if the echo hadn’t yet finished ringing out.The security man who had been barking confidently minutes ago stood stiff. His face had turned red, not just from the slap but from confusion, fear, and sudden realization.

As the suited waiter stepped aside gracefully, he gestured toward the hallway leading to the grand tasting room. “According to the ticket given to you,” he said in a clear and composed voice, “you’ve also been granted the privilege to live stream during your visit. However, I must respectfully remind you—there are certain boundaries.”He bowed his head slightly, maintaining a gentle tone. “The house-special drinks and delicacies prepared exclusively by Pasu Mikazu chefs are part of our confidential culinary signature. Those may not be recorded or streamed. But for everything else—the live cooking, the architecture, even the presentations—you may capture as much as you like.”At that moment Camilla blinked twice, still taking in the glow of the floor tiles beneath her feet. Her mouth parted slightly as if to speak, but all she could say was, “Wow.”Her friend, still gaping at the walls glittering with soft golden accents and hand-carved art, reached for Jason’s arm without realizing it

Camilla didn’t say much after Jason’s reply, but her silence was loud. Her jaw tightened ever so slightly, her smile faded in the corners, and her hands, which had once been calmly placed on her lap, were now locked together too tightly. She had been observing, quietly. She always did. And what she was seeing now didn’t sit right with her.‘Summer.’The name alone was enough to stir something in her chest. It wasn’t that she was insecure—far from it. But it was the way Jason spoke about her. The ease in his voice, the calmness, that small smile he always wore whenever Soma’s name was brought up. Camilla saw it. She always saw everything.Jason’s explanation sounded honest. It always did. But something in her gut told her there was more behind Summer’s call. And for some reason, that made her even more upset. Her gaze dropped to her untouched glass of fruit wine. The sparkle in her eyes dimmed, just slightly.Ever since Jason came into her life, things had been different. Unpredictable

Summer's voice trembled with rage as she turned sharply toward the door. Her eyes flared as they met her sister's smug expression.“What are you doing there?” Summer snapped, her hands balling into fists at her sides. “Were you standing there the whole time?”Her sister leaned against the doorframe casually, arms folded, a knowing grin spreading across her lips. “I knew it,” she said, her tone light but laced with mockery. “You like him. You actually like Jason.”Summer’s stomach clenched. Her heart pounded against her ribs, not from fear, but from embarrassment and fury. She stepped forward, her face tight with anger. “What are you even talking about?” she hissed. “You were eavesdropping? On me?”“I don’t need to eavesdrop,” her sister said with a roll of her eyes. “You were basically screaming. Crying over a guy who took someone else to Pasu Mikazu. That doesn’t sound like a girl who doesn’t care.”Summer’s breath caught in her throat. Her cheeks flushed. She didn’t like this feelin