A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World - Chapter 1714

Chapter 1714: The Law Of Smell Would Never Be Outdated

“But…”

“You don’t have to worry. I’ll just be obedient for a period of time. When Royal Father’s watch on me relaxes, we can escape.” Vanessa smiled proudly. “During this period of time, I’ve decided to send my drafts to a gourmet magazine.”

“Huh? You want to become a food critic?” Lola was a little shocked.

Vanessa nodded, and seriously said, “I’ve read all the female writers in gourmet magazines, and I know all the terms and styles they use. I intend to pen down, in the most honest way, my 49-day trip to Chaos City as a form of memento.”

“But… if His Majesty finds out about this, he might not agree to it. After all, it isn’t too nice for the people to find out that you’ve run away from the palace,” Lola said worriedly.

“Then…” Vanessa thought for a while. Her eyes lit up, and she said, “Then I’ll give myself a pen name. I’ll call myself… Vansa!”

“Mm-hmm. That’s good. Although it’s just a syllable away, I don’t think anyone would think that you wrote them,” Lola said with a nod. She heaved a sigh of relief. As long as the princess was not planning to escape the palace, she could rest assured.

Vanessa nodded, and excitedly said, “Very well. Let’s start from writing the part where we escaped the palace!”

“Err…”

***

“The mutton kebab is very popular with the customers, and most of them previously swore that they would never eat mutton.” Miya came in through the door with a trayful of plates.

“The law of smell would never be outdated.” Mag smiled. How could anyone resist such a perfect mutton kebab?

“That’s strange. The mutton kebab from today tasted even better than yesterday’s. Boss, did you improve the mutton kebab in your dreams last night?” Gina asked Mag.

Everyone in the kitchen all turned to look at Mag curiously. Everyone had mutton kebab for lunch today. It was indeed different from the one they had last night. Although last night’s mutton kebab was already superb, today’s mutton kebab had reached perfection.

“Perhaps. I had some inspiration today, so I made some minor tweaks,” Mag said with a smile. There wasn’t so much luck in this world. He only managed to achieve such a perfect mutton kebab through tons of practice.

However, he could not tell them.

“Pretentious.”

A small word floated past Mag’s mind silently, but he did not realize it, because it went too quickly.

“Boss, you’re impressive.” Gina looked at Mag with admiration.

Mag smiled. After the infinite failures from last night, he was already dying to hack the system into pieces.

After the busy lunchtime, Elizabeth used her magic to clean the restaurant, and everyone bade their farewells.

Mag went upstairs to change his clothes. After that, he left the city, and went straight to the Thunderstorm Mountains. He was a little worried about the situation there. The seal on the Great Old One was not too stable, so it would be terrible if it escaped.

***

A servant scrambled into a lavish bedroom as he agitatedly shouted, “Young Master! Young Master! Miss Shirley appeared in Mamy Restaurant again!”

Constantine, who was lying in bed, bolted right up. He looked wide-eyed at the servant, and agitatedly said, “Y-you are talking about Miss Shirley?!”

“It’s her! It really is her! I saw her walk out of Mamy Restaurant,” the servant said resolutely with a nod.

“Quick, help me up! I… cough, cough… I’m going to Mamy Restaurant right now!” Constantine grabbed the edge of the bed as he tried to get up, but his entire body was shaking.

“Young Master, there’s no use going now. Mamy Restaurant has already closed. Let’s get something to eat first, get changed, wash up, and go over at night.” The servant supported Constantine, and looked at him as he said, “If you go looking like this, I’m afraid that when Miss Shirley sees you…”

Constantine looked at his reflection in the bronze mirror. His suave appearance was reduced to that of a thin and disheveled old man with yellowed skin. His current looks disgusted even himself, much less Miss Shirley.

“I want to eat. Get me food.” Constantine sat on the chair at the side with the help of the servant. With a glow in his eyes, he said, “Hire a barber. I’m going to have a makeover.”

“Alright. Have some water and wait just a while.” The servant poured him some water merrily before running out of the door. First, he went to the kitchen to order a feast for their young master before running over to the master’s courtyard. Before even going through the door, he was already shouting, “Master! Master! Young Master is eating! Young Master is willing to eat!”

Kurt, who was teasing maids, quickly stopped. However, the moment he heard the servant’s words, he stood up happily, and asked the panting servant, “That wastrel had finally thought things through?”

“No… it’s… it’s Miss Shirley… She’s… She’s back….” that servant stuttered as he gasped for air.

“Bastard! Useless fool!” Kurt smashed the teapot at the side as his face flushed red with anger.

***

“Say, how many boyfriends did you have?”

“Five? Or six? I’m not too sure.”

“So how many is it?”

“None.”

“Tsk. How pitiful.”

“Hehe, cut it out.”

***

Angela pressed her cap down and turned to the side, pretending to look at the scenery afar, but was actually eavesdropping on the two succubi who were teasing each other.

This was the first time she got close to her compatriots ever since she reached Chaos City.

However, the difference with everywhere else was that the succubi in Chaos City were also protected by the law. They were not oppressed, nor were they enslaved. Therefore, this time, she did not choose to reveal her identity straight away. Instead, she decided to conceal her identity and eavesdrop.

I can’t believe that the Succubi in Chaos City are so pure. She didn’t even have a single boyfriend. Looks like their lives are very pure indeed, Angela thought to herself.

“You don’t like the young master from the Bakra Family?”

“Don’t even mention it. He’s worse than the others before him. He ended before I could feel anything. I dumped him straightaway.”

“Sigh, don’t set your expectations so high. Such wealthy young masters are hard to come by. Earn a little more right now so you can find someone good in the future.”

“Why do I have to find someone good? They didn’t even trifle with me. We should look for scumbags and play with each other’s feelings. That’s a perfect match.”

“Sis, I love your character.”

“Let’s go. We still have to go to that tavern to fish for rich guys today.”

***

Angela looked at the two succubi walking away as they swayed their hips while she stood alone in the howling wind.