 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 has grown fatter. Its tummy is so fleshy. Although it's nice to touch, if this continues, we will be able to eat a roast duck that we reared."

This… This is my real fresh-and-blood daughter! Mag was tremendously touched by the notebook in his hands.

He finally understood why Irina didn't have any adverse reaction after reading the notebook yesterday and even behaved much nicer to him.

This definitely wasn't a "death notebook". This was utterly a foodie's diary.

Furthermore, the little one had successfully shaped him into a kind and principled good man.

Mag put the little black book back into the cupboard, and happily said to himself, "Okay, I will add one more egg for her breakfast today, and I will arrange whatever she wants to eat from now on. Such a wonderful daughter, she deserved to be spoiled."

I, Irina