 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

"Ding! This system seriously reminds the Host that you cannot invite your kin and kith to increase the numbers of new customers. Otherwise, the total number will be multiplied by three." The system's voice immediately popped up in Mag's mind.

"Huh???" Mag cocked an eyebrow as he realized things weren't simple.

"Can we call all our friends? I know many children." Amy began to count on her fingers. "Jessica, Daphne, Ignatsu…"

"Can I invite all the Night Elves?" asked Firis.

"20,000 Night Elves!" Mag raised his eyebrows. No way was he going to allow that to happen. He cleared his throat, and said, "In order not to take up too many seats, it's best that we only take up two tables at most. Let's invite our friends after a few days."

Mag heaved a breath of relief, and said, "Rena, have you prepared any business opening promotion?"

It Smelled Full Of Duck Poop