The Chef
Seeing the long queue, Viktor became convinced.
The two of them passed the queue and entered the tavern. It was a cramped room, and the tables were full, so the air felt a little stuffy
But something caught Viktor's attention. All of the customers seemed to be eating the same food, a food with a strange red appearance. And, of course, this surprised him.
'Do they all have the same taste?'
Inside the small tavern, there was a black-haired girl, who looked around Barry's age. She was busy serving customers. After realizing that someone had interrupted the queue, she quickly approached Viktor and Viez.
"Sorry, please enter the queue if you want to eat here. The seat is limited to 20 people."
Viez, who seemed to know the girl, immediately persuaded her.
"Come on, Miriam. Don't be like a stranger."
Miriam's face looked reluctant at Viez's request. As if she was afraid of getting into trouble.
Viez, who was aware of Miriam's worries, then convinced her.