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A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant. Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools… But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day. Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango… "There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death." "Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Whispering Jianghu · Kỳ huyễn
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Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

That night, Amy had just taken a bath, and was sitting obediently while Mag dried her hair. She looked up with an expectant gaze, and asked, "Father, are we really going kite-flying tomorrow?"

"We sure are. We're not open for business tomorrow, and you don't have lessons, either, so I'll take you kite-flying." Mag nodded with a smile as he ran his fingers slowly through Amy's soft hair, and only shut off the blow-dryer after making sure that her locks were completely dry.

"Yay! I love kites! I'm super excited!" Amy leaned back, and rolled over on the bed before getting to her feet and jumping up and down with excitement. However, she quickly stopped, and a concerned look appeared on her face as she asked, "But… we don't have a kite. How are we going to fly a kite tomorrow?"

"Don't you worry about that. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you'll be able to see a kite. What kind of kite do you want?" Mag sat on the bed and stroked Amy's head with a doting smile.