 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

Hannah looked at Mag, who came to fetch her, and seriously said, "Boss, why don't we give up on brewing? I think I'm quite good at serving the dishes."

"Don't you think you would be letting your grandpa down like this?" Mag frowned.

"I think he passed away rather peacefully. He didn't seem to have the conviction to pass on the rum," Hannah lamented.

Mag didn't say anything. He just looked at her quietly.

"I'm not thinking that serving dishes is easy. It's just that… It's just that… Uncle, I don't want to try anymore…" Hannah was on the brink of bursting into tears. "I don't want to draw anymore… I don't want to draw anymore…

"There you are." Mag took out a stack of drawings, and waved them in front of Hannah.

"What's this?" Hannah looked at those blueprints with narrowed eyes, feeling a sense of familiarity.

Perhaps This Is The So-called Talent