"Indeed, I knew the Demon King couldn't be up to any good!"
Yusa Emi gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, "Sure enough, opening a shop is just his disguise. His real goal must be to conquer this world!"
"I must find out what evil plan the Demon King and these demon dragons are plotting!"
She said with a firm tone.
Inside the small shop.
"You'll work here from now on. How about five thousand yuan per hour?"
Satou said to the newly arrived Elma.
"No problem! I can definitely be a qualified maid!"
Elma said with a determined expression.
However, very quickly, her stomach rumbled.
"Um, can I eat first?"
She asked.
"No, we all eat after closing. If you want this job, it depends on your performance."
Tor-daren said indifferently from the side, clearly adopting the demeanor of a proprietress.
"Can I eat after work?"
Elma, very unpromisingly, swallowed her saliva and said, "Got it, I'll definitely do an excellent job!"
Satou was speechless for a moment. How could a dignified Guardian Dragon from another world be so unpromising?
But thinking about her being from the Guardian Faction, she probably wouldn't earn money by robbing or stealing, and she didn't have relevant skills in this modern society, so it seemed she could only work part-time at his snack shop.
Soon, the shop was already full of customers.
"Two portions of Yangzhou Fried Rice and two pork skewers here."
"One portion of Pig Blood Tofu here."
"Shop owner, one fried rice, one Pig Blood Tofu."
Customers began to order one after another, while Satou went into the kitchen and started to get busy.
Kanna also, as usual, climbed onto the counter and lay there, starting to space out, like a mascot for the shop.
Many female customers liked to come over and pinch her cheeks; it could be said that she was very popular in the shop.
Elma also immediately started working, pouring water for waiting customers. Seeing her diligently working and well-behaved, it was hard to imagine that she had previously been so arrogant, wanting to take Tor-daren back.
"Damn it! Trying to snatch my maid position? That's absolutely impossible!"
Tor-daren saw this scene, secretly began to grind her teeth, and then greeted customers even more enthusiastically.
Satou came out of the kitchen, carrying the prepared dishes, and seeing this scene, he was a little puzzled, so he asked Kanna, "By the way, Kanna, what's wrong with them? They're inexplicably full of energy."
"Hmm, Tor-daren and Elma-daren have always been at odds. Even as maids, they want to compete for superiority."
Kanna said.
Satou glanced at the two people whose gazes held hidden killing intent, wiped a cold sweat, and worried if these two would suddenly start fighting.
If these customers knew that the two cute maid-dressed girls beside them were actually two mobile nuclear bombs, they wouldn't know if they would still be waiting so leisurely for delicious food.
Soon, it was closing time.
After Satou sent off the last customer, he went into the kitchen to prepare dinner for three people—no, four people.
On the other side, after some hesitation, Yusa Emi finally pushed the door open and walked in. In her imagination, without customers, the Demon King and the three evil demon dragons must be cunningly discussing some evil plan at this moment.
However, as soon as she opened the door, a cute girl with black and purple gradient short hair walked out and said, "Sorry, the shop is already closed. Could you please come back tomorrow?"
"Eh?"
Yusa Emi was stunned for a moment; the atmosphere seemed a bit off.
She carefully observed the demon dragon in front of her who had just joined the "evil organization fantasizing about conquering the world," and she couldn't associate her with cunning and treachery at all.
"It's you again!"
At this moment, Tor-daren noticed Yusa Emi and couldn't help but exclaim, "Why are you here again? Did you come to pay for the meal?"
Upon hearing this, Yusa Emi's face instantly turned red, and she felt particularly guilty.
At this moment, Satou came out of the kitchen, carrying the dishes.
Today's dinner was very rich: pork fried rice, plus Hand-pulled Cabbage, Pig Blood Tofu, and bone soup.
"Is this what we're having for dinner?"
As soon as Elma saw the dishes, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva and asked eagerly.
When she was serving the dishes earlier, she had already been craving them terribly, and she didn't expect to be able to eat such dishes herself.
"Yes, that's right."
Satou nodded.
"Huh, wait a minute, aren't you a demon dragon?"
At this moment, Yusa Emi suddenly exclaimed in surprise, because she found that the dragon's breath on Elma was very peaceful and sacred, completely different from Tor-daren's and Kanna's.
"Ah, yes, I am a Guardian Dragon in our world."
Elma was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Then why are you still with the Demon King and the evil dragons?"
Yusa Emi cried out, extremely displeased.
"Oh, she's here to work."
Satou said.
"Yes, I'm here to work. The hourly wage is five thousand yen."
Elma nodded.
"Five... five thousand yen? Is your treatment that good?"
Yusa Emi's mouth instantly fell open, stunned by the number.
Then, there was a burst of indignation.
She worked so hard, yet her hourly wage was only a thousand yen.
At that moment, even she felt an urge to work for the Demon Lord!
"Let's be clear, we already have enough staff. If you're thinking of working here, forget about it."
Satou said.
Her thoughts exposed, Yusa Emi's cheeks immediately flushed crimson, and she cried out in anger and frustration, "As a dignified Hero, I would never work for the Demon Lord!"
"Also! As a Guardian Dragon, aren't you ashamed to work for the Demon Lord for five thousand an hour?"
She questioned Elma loudly.
"Huh? Isn't that right? And there's food here too."
Elma asked curiously.
Just then, Tohru called out, "Dinner's ready."
Elma immediately ran over happily, then picked up a spoon, scooped a full spoonful of fried rice into her mouth, and a blissful smile appeared on her face: "It's so delicious! It's so good to have food."
At this moment, Satou heard the system's voice.
"The Host has successfully tamed a giant dragon. Current progress: three-fifths."
Satou couldn't help but gaze deeply at Elma, who was eating. Are all Guardian Dragons so spineless?
Are they willing to work for others just for a meal?
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