My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 434: Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-Four: Then Let’s Drink Blood

"I’m really grateful, manager!" Ronna said with a face full of gratitude. Only those who have suffered through sickness and pain know how precious health is.

So, that means being healthy and happy for life is the greatest fortune, right?

Ronna suddenly felt more moved, though a child’s emotions come and go quickly.

"It’s no trouble. What would you like to eat today? I’ve been thinking of making a fruit pizza..." Chen Ze smiled at Ronna. He remembered that the durian pizza tasted quite good, and generally speaking, pizza with durian flavor was acceptable to most people.

"Please don’t make that for me!" Ronna objected, which baffled Chen Ze a bit.

Could it be that Ronna knew he was planning to make durian pizza and was fiercely opposing it? But that didn’t seem right.

"Sorry... I... I’m a little allergic to wild fruits right now," Ronna said, feeling embarrassed. She hesitated for a moment as she wanted to mention her stomachache.

But for a girl to talk about such things in front of a boy was still embarrassing for Ronna.

"That’s fine, then I’ll just make you a regular pizza," Chen Ze said, not minding at all, while he smiled and ruffled Ronna’s head.

Chen Ze returned to the kitchen to make Ronna’s pizza. He was very skilled at this by now, so he worked quickly.

However, while Chen Ze was cooking, Betty sneaked over and asked again, prompting Ronna to blush and tell Betty the reason.

Betty looked very amused. In fact, a stomachache was no problem at all in the otherworld, easily resolved with magic or by seeking help from the High Priest.

Betty knew that in the positive plane, the Priests of the Church of Light would treat a stomachache for free; they only considered charging for serious wounds.

"Actually, it’s not a serious issue. In our place, you just need to go see the High Priest," Betty explained the miraculous otherworldly medical techniques to Ronna.

Ronna listened with great envy because, in this world, a stomachache could only be healed by hoping for a divine miracle. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Otherwise, you had to endure it or spend money on a doctor.

But then, the door was pushed open, and the sound of the Wind Chime rang. Betty immediately stopped her explanation and went to greet the newcomer.

"Welcome to Dream Restaurant—honorable Lord Stan!" Betty raised her voice.

This increased volume was naturally intended to let Chen Ze hear, since Stan often ordered Buffet, a habit by now.

"Got it," Chen Ze responded, indicating he heard her and was aware.

"Buffet," Stan said, then found a place to sit down.

Ronna didn’t pay much attention to Stan. She had been to Chen Ze’s place many times and had seen many guests; however, one particular guest left the deepest impression on her.

Stan glanced at Ronna, an ordinary human girl, with nothing particularly notable about her.

"Stan, is the Dark Council matter settled?" Chen Ze asked curiously as he placed the pizza in the oven.

"Mm, Hope City, a unified handling method," Stan nodded, which was the best solution he could think of at the moment.

A hundred nobles have a hundred demands, and perhaps even a thousand or ten thousand, but after Lafra ’kindly’ and ’cordially’ communicated with them, they were left with only a hundred demands.

But even so, dealing with a hundred requests was an enormous workload, and Stan felt that if he were to tackle each one himself, by the time he finished, the subsequent work of approvals and report summaries would keep him busy for another hundred years. How was that not a setup?

That’s why Stan decided to adopt Lafra’s approach and resolve some issues with force.

In the end, Stan came up with a universal solution and handed the plan off to one of his subordinates to handle it entirely.

As for Stan, he was only responsible for giving those number-illiterate fools a bit of a lesson... ahem, some ’friendly’ advice.

"I always feel like you have it tough, Stan, but can your subordinate handle it?" Chen Ze took out a cup, and it was time to work on the Buffet, with the pizza still needing a bit more time.

"He’ll handle it, Stan’s subordinate must be the great demon called Beast, right?" Lafra came down, wearing a shirt and slippers.

"Hmm," Stan glanced at Lafra, lucky her, not having such issues during her shift.

But now that they mentioned it... Stan felt like he’d been played, after all, wasn’t it the manager who tempted that being to set up Hope City?

"Beast? That name stinks!" Chen Ze couldn’t help but mock. freeweɓnøvel.com

Obviously, in the entire restaurant, only Betty got the joke, while Lafra and Stan didn’t see anything wrong with the name Beast.

Chen Ze opened the oven; the pizza was ready.

"Betty, come in and serve the Buffet and pizza," Chen Ze called out, then continued to work on the other Buffets.

"Manager, thank you!" Ronna, holding the pizza, felt a bit guilty, after all, she hadn’t prepared Wind Chime this time due to stomach pain.

"It’s nothing," Chen Ze waved his hand.

But Ronna still thanked Lafra before taking the pizza and leaving.

Once home, Ronna handed the pizza to her mother, then picked up her book and studied it seriously, feeling she should become the queen. That was the only way to repay Mr. Manager for his help.

"Are you planning to stay long?" Stan asked Lafra.

"Hmph, of course," Lafra nodded her head, she was, after all, going to marry Chen Ze.

"What about your next term?" That was probably the longest sentence Stan had said for a while.

"Hmm... I’ll just find a subordinate and hand things over to them," Lafra thought of a good idea.

"...The Speaker must be in the Council for extended periods," Stan glanced at Lafra, had she forgotten the rules of the Council?

"Ah... such a hassle, then I’ll just quit," Lafra’s response nearly made Stan choke.

Stan decided to give up on the discussion with Lafra, he might as well keep eating his Buffet.

As Stan and Lafra chatted, Chen Ze was standing in the kitchen, preparing to make a new dish.

"But come to think of it, although pig’s blood is delicious, it doesn’t have lung-cleansing properties, does it?" Chen Ze flipped through the cookbook, amused, wondering who had given pig’s blood a lung-cleansing buff.