Reincarnated into Another World With Chat GTP

Chapter 19: HAMBURGERS

The capital was loud.

Not in a bad way—just... alive.

Every street twisted like a maze lined with glowing signboards, enchanted wind chimes, and way too many people wearing expensive boots that had never touched dirt. The market district was probably the worst offender.

Spices in the air. Floating perfume bubbles. Some dude selling roasted wyvern tails on skewers.

Kids running between vendor stalls, nobles yelling about silk grades, and merchants smiling like predators.

I loved it.

Noel walked beside me, her cloak fluttering behind her, hood still up.

She was quiet, as usual.

I, on the other hand, was buying everything I didn't need.

Self-cleaning coat? Bought.