 Whispering Jianghu

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.

Henyee Translations

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

After a moment, the system said, "Making the wheel needs money."

"Deal! One lucky wheel, three gold coins!" the system said cheerfully.

"Thank you! The money has been deducted. Making the lucky wheel now!" the system interrupted.

Mag raised an eyebrow. This little money-grubber is absolutely unbelievable, but three gold coins is nothing compared to the prizes.

It's making the wheel now, but I don't think it will tell me what prizes are in store for me.

Mag started making tofu pudding when the soy milk was ready.

"Are you telling the truth, Lucia? That tofu pudding can rid me of these black freckles on my face?" a girl said nervously yet expectantly in a carriage, her voice clear as a bell. She was wearing a black dress, a black silk hat, and a black cloak.

Lift Me Up, Father