 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

Eiffie wasn't defeated. She flicked her hair to the other side, and revealed a charming smile again. With her lips curling up, she said, "I heard that the side dishes that you made are as nice as your liquor."

"This is a rumor." Mag shook his head.

"The dishes that I made are much better than my liquor," Mag said confidently.

Eiffie stared at Mag, who had a confident smile on his face, with a frozen expression.

You are the boss of a tavern.

Eiffie smilingly asked, "I wonder if I will have the chance to try the dishes that you make?"

Mag flicked a glance at her, and also smilingly said, "Although you are pretty, don't harbor too pretty thoughts."

I want to hit your chest with my little fists.

After ending an enjoyable conversation with the sexy and beautiful, Mag returned to his tavern happily.

I Want To Hit Your Chest With My Little Fists