 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

The "agree" votes were increasing at visible speed, yet the "disagree" votes seemed to be stuck, with only one or two votes appearing infrequently.

The guests were all excitedly looking at the "agree" votes which caught up spectacularly. After disregarding the four "abstain" votes, there were still three more votes left in the box, which meant the result would be announced very soon, and it could go either way.

Although Gloria's demeanor was still calm, apart from nervousness in her eyes, there was also a hint of anticipation. The extra five voting slips could have been from people moved by her earlier speech.

T-this is impossible! How did she receive 30 votes?! Cyril couldn't believe his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that the results were not known yet, he would have rushed to inspect whether the voting slips were tampered with.

Get Off The Stage, Cyril!