A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Other people saw the two girls too, and they liked what they were seeing.

Luna was in her light gray linen-cotton dress with long black hair, as beautiful as the lily flower embroidered on her scarf.

Sally was wearing a silver dress with a golden hem, tall and slender. She had beautiful collarbones and nice calves. Her face was covered, but one could tell from her eyes and ears that she was a pretty elf.

They were wondering which side the two young ladies would choose.

Luna and Sally exchanged a confused glance. They didn’t understand.

“What do you mean? I’m here to eat,” Luna said. She had planned to have a plate of Yangzhou fried rice here and then order a roujiamo to go to eat in her quarters where no one could see her.

Sally was also lost, but she didn’t say anything. She didn’t want any unnecessary attention. With so many people here, there was a high chance that she might be recognized, which was the last thing she wanted.

“Oh, you didn’t know?” the young man said. “They’re selling a new dish tonight: tofu pudding, and it comes in two flavors: sweet and savory. See the two magic casters at the head of the lines? They fought in the morning over the flavors.”

Now they understood why there were two waiting lines.

Luna recognized the old man with white hair who had a white robe on at once. Lord Krassu! Why is he here? Her grandfather visited Krassu every year, and he had brought her with him once when she was little.

Sally saw the flaming bird and ice flower, and sensed the two old men’s formidable strength. Such strong magic waves! I don’t think Father is as powerful as them.

She had never met anyone so powerful besides the elf queen. She was a 7th-tier magic caster herself, but she let her bow talk most of the time.

“I don’t know what tofu pudding is, but I think I’ll choose the savory one.” Luna nodded at Sally, and walked to her waiting line.

Sally obviously liked the sweet one better as she picked the other line.

Mag is really a great cook, Luna thought as she watched the two lines growing. She smiled. She didn’t mind sharing a table with other species.

She was a teacher, and teachers had to treat all students equally, no matter the species. Novan never allowed prejudice in his school.

Once, a teacher had been fired because she had called one of her dwarf students a shorty. She was the granddaughter of an official who occupied a high position in the Gray Temple. Later, this official had come to the principal’s office to press him to rehire his granddaughter.

Then, the office exploded! People from the Gray Temple came and found the official in the rubble. They carried him back, and he never attended the get-together banquet again. He was still angry, or perhaps he got scared.

The Chaos School was running smoothly, and it was largely because of Novan, who had always been strict with teachers and kind and generous to students.

That was why Luna went to that school in the first place. She liked it there. She liked having children from different species and different classes sitting in the same classroom. She cherished their innocent laughter and carefree smiles.

She would love to see schools like that grow everywhere. She would gladly dedicate her life to make it happen.

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People in the waiting lines were chatting since there was nothing better to do. Conversations were friendly between people in the same line, but not so friendly between people in the different lines.

“Why do you like the sweet one, Andreas? Only kids like sweet stuff,” Moyoshi said, smiling a sarcastic smile.

Instantly, he felt so many unkind eyes on him. Even Krassu had turned to give him a cold glance.

“Sorry…” Moyoshi withdrew in fright. He had only wanted to tease his friend, but his bad joke got himself in trouble with everybody in the other line. Krassu’s eyes scared the hell out of him.

“Well said! Too much sweet stuff will make you fat.”

“Yes, and saltiness is the most important taste. You can’t live without salt.”

Other voices echoed his sentiment. The savory tofu pudding people were looking at Moyoshi with admiration.

“Sweetness makes you feel happy, and saltiness… I’m sure you know the expression ‘rub salt in the wound’,” a middle-aged man said. He was wearing a black long gown, and looked like a bookkeeper.

“Yeah!”

“People who have a sweet tooth are blessed!”

“Salty tofu pudding? Yuck!”

The atmosphere was getting more and more tense as they bickered.

“Ting!”

The bell over the door rang.

They fell silent and looked to the door, wondering. Were we too loud? Or does it open earlier tonight?

Out of the door came a little stool first, and then they saw Amy and Ugly Duckling.

They were all staring at the two little things, puzzled.

Amy put the stool down, sat on it with the kitten in her arms, and looked up at the two lines of people.

She froze for an instant when she noticed so many people were gazing at her. “Go on. Don’t mind us. We’re just here to watch,” she said, beckoning them to continue.