“It’s not quite up to your prediction, Weinder, but it’s a lot better than yesterday, huh?”
Lilka looked over the seats, of which about a third were occupied. Her cynical tone contrasted with her rather relieved expression.
“Sorry for making you worry.”
“I-It’s not like I was really thinking that it’d be super embarrassing if your predictions were way off the mark or anything.”
That wasn’t my intention, though.
“It looks like we’re starting to sell other things too. Even if everyone’s got something or another to say, nobody’s complaining,” Lilka said, waving her hands about in a panic for some reason, as she went back to her job of supervising the waiters.
“Sir. Please take a look at the results so far.”
“Geez, you scared me there. Don’t just sneak up on me like... Oh, hey, Mia. How’s the analysis going?”
I turned around in a fluster to the voice behind me, and Mia handed me a paper.
“If any problems do come up, then it’d be better if Lilka were... Right, fine, I just have to look, right? Hmm, yup. The trends don’t seem to be showing any problems... That’s not what this is about, is it?”
“Yes. Things are continuing to develop as hypothesized. However, they’re moving faster than anticipated. The numbers show that the early adopters have been completely captured.”
“It’s still the morning of the second day, isn’t it? If we already ate up the premium market for the day...”
“It seems the quality of the one-plate lunch is too high. Its beauty can be seen at a glance, after all.”
The number of customers would jump up all at once. We’d never thought of the possibility that double wouldn’t be enough.
“Let’s consult with Dargan and Plura. Get in touch with Lilka as well. At the very least, we need to guide the customers from yesterday over to the food served by each company individually. That’s what the menu was for in the first place.”
And so, I headed over towards my two upperclassmen.