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.
