Quick Transmigration: Counterattack And Rescue System

"Finally it is time for rest. The classes seemed very long. It is even worse now that I have to pay more attention to the explanations given. Well, I do it for the mission." I let out a small sigh and started to pack away the digital notebook, the book and the special pencil that goes in the box with the digital notebook. Once everything was stored in the usual brown briefcase, I got up and turned to Camile and Brigitte.

-Can we go to the Mexican restaurant of the institute? Today I want to eat Mexican food. What do you think? Do you like the idea? - I asked the girls with little stars shining inside my eyes. "It is rare that in this world there is also a country called Mexico and that it has food equal to the Mexican of my world. I love that."

-Perfect! I was starting to get tired of always going to the same restaurant. I love their food, it's made by professional chefs, I would be surprised if it wasn't delicious. I find their food delicious but changing to something with much more spices or something spicy is not a bad option. - Brigitte said nodding.

-I think it's good too. - Camile replied much more direct and dry than the enthusiastic and cheerful Brigitte.

I smiled happily at their acceptance. Happy, I grabbed both of their arm and we went happily down the hall. While we were on our way to our destination, we talked about such innocent themes as the new soap opera that had just begun to be broadcast or new idols.

"It's so weird having conversations like these again."

We went to the elevator and after leaving the class building and taking the golf cart, we arrived at the restaurant in a few minutes. "Thank God, the rest time here is not half an hour but an hour and a half. More time to eat and savor those delicacies."

-We arrived. - I said while we were looking for a place to sit. All the institute's restaurants were filled at lunchtime. We sat near a large window. The table was also near the entrance of the restaurant.

In a few minutes, one of the waitresses, who took care of the students and teachers, approached us. She gave, each of us, a menu.

-Welcome. I am Cosette and I will be your waitress. What do you want me to bring you to drink? - Asked the waitress while holding her digital notebook with which she noted the orders. She was ready to write down what we said.

-I want an orange soda. And you? - I asked my friends.

-I want a cola. - Brigitte said cheerfully staring at the waitress.

-Same. A cola. - Camile dryly expressed as she kept looking at the menu in her hands.

-In a few minutes you will have your soft drinks. - And after writing our drinks in her digital notebook, she put it in her apron. - I'll be back in a minute.

And she told the truth. Our drinks arrived almost immediately. It required a lot of experience and a lot of professionalism to work here so it was normal for them to be so efficient. We were silent while watching the menu. There were a lot of dishes to choose from. "Tacos, stuffed peppers, quesadillas, pozole, mole poblano... so many delicacies... I don't know what to ask for..."

-Have you already decided on a dish? Because I am undecided. There are many dishes that I would like to try.

-Yes. I already have it clear. I will order stuffed peppers. And you Camile?

-Tacos. - Camile declared.

-What envy you give me. I'm not sure yet. - I sighed to see my inability to choose.

"Alphy, what dish would you choose?" I asked my inseparable companion.

[Host, I am a system without taste buds. I would not know what to choose, but I can analyze the reaction of the clients of this restaurant when trying the different dishes. Then, I can give you a report with the results obtained. Do you want the task described above to begin? Yes/No]

"Yes. At least that way I'll try the one that people like best. It's not a bad plan." I pretended to look carefully at the menu letter while waiting for the report made by the system to which I was linked to. "You could work making gourmet reviews if you run out of work..." I joked mentally with Alphy.

[There are already systems dedicated to trying the best delicacies in the world. It's quite stressful sometimes...]

[Analysis: 35%... 38%...]

"Why?" I asked intrigued while turning the page on which 'I was focused'.

[Because these delicacies may be in some lost ricons in the world. In addition, to get to that sites, the hosts need a lot of money and this is not provided by the system to which they are linked. There are also many expensive dishes. The missions of those hosts is to try those dishes and make a report on them. As you will understand, if they do not try the dishes and make their report, their missions fail and they are eventually eradicated. You can already imagine why it can be stressful.]

[Analysis: 78%... 80%...]

I fell silent after hearing his answer. If you thought about it, the system to which it was linked did not sound so bad.

[Analysis: 99%... 100%. Complete analisis. The dish that people enjoy most when eating here is the 'Mole poblano'.]

-I have already decided which dish I am going to eat. I'm going to try their mole poblano. - I said to my companions while I closed the menu and left it on one side of the table.

Suddenly a rain of some hot brown liquid fell on my head soaking me whole. I was momentarily surprised, not knowing what was happening. Then I started drying myself with one of the napkins on the table. I was burned.

[Fleur has just 'accidentally' spilled her coffee cup on you.]

-I'm so sorry!! This is my fault! Oh my God! You have to get wet with some water. You could get serious burns. -She expressed pretending surprise and horror.- I'm very sorry for this accident. WAITER, BRING US A WET CLOTH! QUICK!

The waiter closest to us turned around, saw the accident and quickly went to find a rag soaked in cold water.

-Forgive me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - Fleur expressed with tears peeking out of her eyes. - I shouldn't have walked with a glass of coffee without a lid. I am very sorry for this.

She turned to where the waiter had disappeared while still scrubbing her handkerchief trying to dry me.

-I'm sorry... - She continued her performance with tears escaping her eyes.

"She could win an Oscar with her good girl performance." I told Alphy angry.

-Don't apologize so much, Fleur. An accident can happen to anyone. You don't need to cry. You've already apologized for your mistake, I don't think Marielle blames you. Right Marielle? - Sophie asked sarcastically.

"I think I like Sophie's style, her style looks quite like mine. It's a shame that we are in different fields between my and Fleur's war... She has left me with no way out."

[Why do you say that?]

"You are a system with great capacity for analysis. Why can't you understand what's under her words? If I get angry with Fleur for burning me with coffee, Sophie will show everyone that I am not as good as I look. Also, I would have done a lot of OOC. If I cry for the pain caused, she will say that it is an accident in which Fleur had already apologized. Sophie will also say that that I am an exaggerated one that is trying to make Fleur feel worse. It only remains the option in which I accept her apologies with a smile trying to calm the culprit of my misfortune. As a result, I have to smile at Fleur even when I am irritated and sore because of the coffee she spilled. They make a good duo... "

I looked up and without them noticing the movement of my eyes, I watched the people around me. There were several classmates watching what was happening. Among them, Luca, the class manager, made his way to us. Also the waiter came with us with the wet rag.

-Why don't you talk? Are you blaming Fleur? She already apologized! You are a fraud. - Sophie said pointing to me and with a posture of superiority.

-She is in shock, Sophie! Don't mess with her!

-What happened here? Are you OK? Fleur? Marielle? - Luca asked after seeing us. He crouched down and took the rag from the waiter who had finally arrived. He stared at me who was still in 'shock' and he rubbed the damp cloth gently across my face. - You have a large part of your face and hands red. - When he finished relieving the redness of my face, he turned his attention to my other redness. His hands runned the cloth through mine.

-What happened? - Luca asked seriously.

-Well...

-One minute. - Luca stopped her explanation.

He turned to one of our classmates and kindly asked her to call one of the nurses who worked here. He specifyed that she make sure the nurse brings something to relieve redness caused by minor burns. She nodded and ran towards her destination.

-Now. Tell me.

"Time to act."