“Mommy, I want these!”
“This as well!”
“Omg! That looks good, let’s buy it too!”
“Mommy!”
“Yay! Thank you, Mommy!”
Sierra and Beelze were walking and currently on their way to the location of their booked hotel.
Sierra was in charge of following the directions coming from the map given by En and was entirely focused on it, while Beelze, on the other hand, keeps on disturbing her and asking her to stop at each and all the food stalls or stores that they passed by along the way; buying whatever fits his taste (Not that he was picky with food because Beelze loves everything, as long as its edible, it's just that it depends on his cravings that day)
“Mommy, try these. It’s so good!” Beelze suddenly said when he tasted the food he just bought after exiting the 9th st
