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"Ow, ow, it hurts…"
Juju put her hands behind her back, covering her body, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and glared over, both ashamed and angry.
"I'm sorry, I didn't control the force well just now," Amamiya Natsuki apologized sincerely. "I'll be careful next time."
The Narrator, who lacked intelligence, had just been deceived by the two again.
"There won't be a next time!"
Juju was quite aggrieved.
Last night, when she and Chika-chan deceived The Narrator, they wrote tally marks on Chika-chan's leg, but when it was her turn, it was a spanking… This was differential treatment, too biased!
"You should think of the good side," Amamiya Natsuki patiently advised. "For example, just now, we very likely saved the life of an innocent player."
"You can't be sure about that…" Juju bit her silver teeth and couldn't help but say, "You could have written tally marks on my leg, couldn't you?"
Amamiya Natsuki paused, then smiled and said,
"Since Juju wants me to write tally marks, then I won't be polite."
"I didn't say that!"
"…"
The two walked towards the restaurant while talking.
During the journey, The Narrator did not speak again, which made Juju secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
"Good morning, Manager."
Amamiya Natsuki arrived at the entrance of the shop, and the restaurant had just opened, preparing for business.
Despite this, as the two walked along, the entire town was deserted. Apart from players, they hadn't seen a single living person, so it was unclear where the customers would come from.
"Good morning, Grandpa Manager."
Juju bowed in greeting, her tone slightly nervous.
Last night, so many kaidan didn't dare to cause trouble in the shop, so the old manager in front of her was definitely not human.
The old manager was silent as gold, nodding slightly as a greeting, and slowly prepared the ingredients for business.
"Manager, do you need my help?"
Amamiya Natsuki inquired.
"No," the old manager said without raising his head. "I can prepare the ingredients myself."
"What do we do now?"
Juju looked up, her eyes asking.
The manager was preparing ingredients alone, and she and Amamiya Natsuki were just standing by, which felt a bit awkward.
Amamiya Natsuki pondered for two seconds, then instructed,
"Go wipe the tables again."
"Oh."
Juju accepted the order and got busy.
After the tables were wiped, Amamiya Natsuki said again,
"Don't be idle, sweep the fallen leaves at the entrance again."
Juju: "…"
She had never worked in reality, but she unexpectedly experienced the joy of being a worker in a game.
Not long after they finished tidying up, a customer lifted the curtain and walked in.
"Welcome…"
Juju instinctively bowed in greeting, then quickly held her breath after seeing who it was.
Disheveled long hair.
A beige trench coat.
A white mask.
And thick, sickly dark circles under her eyes… It was none other than The Slit-Mouthed Woman.
The scene of almost triggering a kaidan rule last night and having her mouth cut open by The Slit-Mouthed Woman was still fresh in her memory. Juju quickly turned her head and cast a pleading look at Amamiya Natsuki.
"Welcome," Amamiya Natsuki walked to Juju's side and said with a smile, "Is the customer alone?"
"Hmm."
The Slit-Mouthed Woman nodded lightly.
Amamiya Natsuki asked again,
"Did you bring your own ingredients or buy them from the shop?"
Both consumption methods were common.
Bringing one's own ingredients incurred processing and service fees, while buying from the shop also incurred ingredient fees, making it more expensive.
The Slit-Mouthed Woman silently extended her right hand and handed over an indescribable fish.
Amamiya Natsuki took the ingredients and said with a smile,
"Please wait, customer."
The Slit-Mouthed Woman silently walked to a corner and sat down. With Dark Cuisine at hand, "little snacks" like Juju held no interest for her.
Half an hour later.
The Slit-Mouthed Woman contentedly put on her mask, her face flushed, and walked out of the restaurant completely soaked, leaving only a damp stain on the chair.
"This is too exaggerated," Juju, as a waitress, naturally had to clean up now. Looking at the wet stain on the chair, she couldn't help but mutter, "She actually sweated so much. It clearly didn't look spicy at all. I didn't sweat this much even when I ate Arctic Ramen. Good thing the weather isn't hot, otherwise she would definitely get dehydrated and suffer from heatstroke!"
Amamiya Natsuki said meaningfully,
"Perhaps it's not necessarily sweat."
"Eh?" Juju was startled, and instinctively said, "If it's not sweat, what else could it be?"
Before Amamiya Natsuki could answer, Juju's eyes quickly widened, and her face rapidly flushed as she said,
"You didn't add something strange in there, did you?"
"Correct answer," Amamiya Natsuki said without changing his expression, "Actually, I added taurine effervescent tablets."
"Never heard of it!"
"…"
After a short rest, another kaidan arrived, and Amamiya Natsuki became busy again.
In a blink of an eye, it was almost noon, and a girl lifted the curtain and walked in.
"Welcome…" Juju instinctively bowed, "Eh, Marin?"
"Juju, we're back."
Kitagawa Marin smiled brightly, raised her hand to greet, and then said, "Natsuki, are you busy right now?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Marin: "Just finished."
"Then come out and talk."
Except for the employees working in the restaurant, others entering the restaurant would be subtly influenced, irresistibly wanting to eat. The longer they stayed, the more severe the effect, so the others didn't enter, only letting Marin call him from the doorway.
Amamiya Natsuki nodded, greeted the manager, and walked out of the restaurant.
On the open space outside the restaurant, all the team members were present, and there was even an unfamiliar girl he didn't recognize. Needless to say, she was clearly a player.
"This is Chika-chan, whom we met on the way," Fujiwara Chika introduced. "She's very interested in the escort service, so she came with us."
"Please take care of me."
This passerby girl's face was pale, her lips dry, with dark circles under her eyes, and her clothes and hair were a bit messy. It was clear at a glance that she had suffered a lot last night, probably scared and anxious until dawn, without any proper rest.
Clearly, she was not a powerful player.
Amamiya Natsuki looked over and said,
"Hello, I'm temporarily tied up. The escort service will have to wait until evening."
"It's okay," the passerby girl quickly said, "Please don't mind me."
Fujiwara Chika had already told her the details on the way over, and Chika-chan didn't doubt the truth of the matter—
So many players gathered together, openly putting up advertisements everywhere, looked like super powerful players no matter how you saw it.
"We photocopied two hundred flyers," Fujiwara Chika held up a finger. "Now almost the entire town is covered. Next, we just wait for other players to come find us."
"…"
It turned out.
Street advertisements had a surprisingly effective promotional effect, were very cheap, simple, and direct, no wonder they were repeatedly banned but never stopped on the streets.
An entire afternoon passed, and by evening, a total of six more passerby players appeared, guided by the advertisements.
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