 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

Ugly Duckling looked confusedly at the round snowball.

Anna also stared at the snowball for a while before continuing to make a snowman as she stifled her giggle.

"Boss, is this arrangement okay?" Yabemiya asked Mag.

"It's very thoughtful. I believe little Kyle will like it." Mag nodded and pulled his clothes to cover himself tighter as he said, "But this temperature seems a little too low for someone ill. Although the theme for tonight is ice and snow, the temperature can't be too low."

"But if we increase the temperature, the ice and snow will melt," Miya said.

"Leave that to me." Mag walked over to the central air conditioning control board.

Is It Time To Eat The Cake?