Sha's POV
The taste of the meaty patty of my plain burger was…odd, if not disgusting. "Ate, the meat was bad!" Reo yelled at Mariya-chan.
"What am I eating?!" Taro commented while gagging and spitting out his chewed meat on the plate.
"My tongue is on fire now!" Bokuto gagged now.
Saki and everyone else were disgusted by the meat we had in our meals, and some, like Hoshi, spitted them out.
Leonardo felt some regrets on choosing this place for a lunch meal and apologized to us for that.
We then said that it was fine because we don't know that their food here was that bad, before Mariya and I called in a waiter to inquire of the quality of the meat in our food. "Oh, sorry for that, sir," the waiter said to us. "We'll just replace them out with no extra charge and-"
"We'll pay for this, and we're leaving after this!" Leonardo interjected.
The waiter was surprised but understood his response. "Okay, we'll clean this up."
And so, Leonardo, Mariya, Bokuto, and I paid for our gross meal and left the eatery.
Along the way, we went to a fastfood restaurant nearby. This time, it was owned by some big fastfood corporate giant, and Hoshi and Leonardo recognized it as Jollibee and recommended that. The rest of us agreed and went there. There we ordered a lot of food, which included sweet spaghetti, Shanghai rolls, and some cups of sundaes in vanilla and had caramel and chocolate drizzles on them. The taste was much, much better, especially for me who never tried sweet spaghetti before. I was used with the Italian variety all the time, and this was the first time I ever tasted this dish with a sweet taste. Both Hoshi and Leonardo explained to me and a few others who never knew about sweet spaghetti that the Philippines had a taste for it. We were stunned and amazed by how innovative and creative the Philippines was to food.
But after our meal and still in that Jollibee restaurant branch, we started to discuss about the possible motives for the bad food served at Karne Kalye's, forming possible conclusions about their true motive. This ranged from a secret food cult to violations of food safety laws of the country. I was suspicious of the owners of that said eatery being cannibals because the taste of the meat they served in their food was not that of any animal at all. Hoshi, Mariya, and a few others, including Leonardo, agreed with me while thinking of the possible credibility to my hypothesis.
"Let's go to my bar to inform of the suspicious meat at Karne Kalye's," Leonardo said to us.
We all agreed and stood up, before grabbing our stuff and leaving the fastfood restaurant.
Along the way, Leonardo led the way to his bar, which was located in the first floor of a 3-story multipurpose building in blue and grey.