 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

In the horse-drawn carriage, Brooker looked at Ian with a concerned expression, and asked, "Master, are you worried about the effect that Boss Mag's wine will have on business for our winery?"

Ever since they had got onto the carriage, Ian had remained completely silent.

"Competition exists in all sectors of the market, and it's the primary driving force behind innovation and improvement. If the wine he brews can truly pose a threat to our winery, then so be it. It's much more refreshing to see a man with actual skills and talent rather than all of those dimwits doing everything they can to suck up to me, thinking that I would provide them with a one-way ticket to riches and prosperity." Ian shook his head with a hint of a derisive sneer on his face.

"Then…" Brooker was a little perplexed.

You're Going to Hurt Me!