Reincarnated into Another World With Chat GTP

Chapter 23: The Games Actually Begin

After the written exam, we hit up one of the fanciest restaurants in the capital.

Because why not?

I had money. And passing a brutal mind-melting test deserved some celebration.

The waiter bowed so low I thought he'd faceplant on the table.

Crystal glasses. Steak so soft it practically apologized when you cut it. Dessert served on glowing rune plates.

Noel, sitting across from me, poked her food with a fork like she didn't trust it.

"...You're not eating?" I asked.

"I'm making sure it's not enchanted."

"...It's not poison. It's just expensive."

She stared.