"Why isn't Boss back yet? It's almost time to open for business. There are so many customers waiting in line. What should we do? "Yabemiya stood at the entrance of the restaurant and looked out.
"Did Father say where he went?" Amy stood at the entrance with Ugly Duckling in her arms. She looked a little worried.
"Boss only said that he was going out for a while this morning. He went out with his bicycle, but he didn't say where he was going." Phyllis shook her head. They didn't know where Boss went, either.
"Father, does he not want me anymore?" Amy pouted. She felt a little wronged. Father had never left without telling her before.
Yabemiya stroked Amy's head with a smile, and said, "How could that be? Boss dotes on Little Amy. How could he not want you? He must have been delayed by something, and couldn't make it back in time."
"We're going to open for business in five minutes. We still haven't prepared a third of the ingredients, and the food that needs to be prepared in advance hasn't been prepared. Even if Boss comes back now, it'll be too late," Shirley said.
"Then what should we do? There are so many customers waiting in line. If we tell them that Boss isn't around and ask them to come back next time, I'm afraid they'll smash the restaurant. "Mia was a little worried.
Elizabeth swept her gaze across the line, and calmly said, "We don't have to worry about smashing the restaurant. As long as the two great magic casters don't do anything, the rest of them won't be able to beat us."
"This should be very interesting." Barbara rubbed her hands together as she looked at the customers in the line.
Shirley looked at the long line, and shook her head slightly. "If we don't inform them in advance and stop business for no reason, the restaurant's reputation will be greatly affected. We have to think of a way."
Hearing this, everyone frowned and began to think carefully. Killing all the customers, giving each of them a copper coin, and hypnotizing them into thinking that they were full... After a series of strange thoughts, Phyllis said carefully, "Maybe... I can make the kebabs."
Everyone looked at Phyllis, and their eyes lit up.
"Yeah, Phyllis's beef kebabs are already as good as Boss's. Why don't we change the theme to beef kebabs for lunch? That way, the customers in the line will at least have something to eat, "Yabemiya said with surprise.
Yabemiya's suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone.
Soon, a new notice appeared at the entrance of the restaurant:
The boss is out and hasn't returned yet. Today, there will be a special roast beef kebab session. All customers are limited to two kebabs per person!
As soon as the announcement came out, the customers in the queue immediately went into an uproar.
"What's going on? Isn't it a little too much to have a beef kebab special? "
"Although the beef kebabs are delicious, isn't it too much that each person can only eat two? How can two skewers be enough to fill my stomach! "
"But if Mr. Mak isn't here, then who made the kebabs?"
…
Mag woke up to a rustling sound. He opened his eyes in a daze, and his eyes met with a pair of white and tender breasts. They were swaying up and down in front of his eyes, and the waves were raging.
"The headlights of this car are so dazzling." Meg blinked and saw more clearly. Between the white and tender skin, there was a small mole, which added a bit of sexiness.
Looking at the shaking of the headlights, it should be the E car.
It was definitely natural, otherwise, it wouldn't be swaying so naturally.
Then, the memories before he fainted flooded Meg's mind. The narrow alley, the sudden appearance of a big club, everything ended there.
"F * ck! Have I been kidnapped? " Mag raised an eyebrow. His gaze landed on the stage, and it landed on that seductive and familiar face that was almost touching his face.
"Hmm?! Countess Bartoli! "
Meg's expression was surprised but also somewhat expected. Since he came to this world, there were only a few women that had such a big heart, and this vampire countess was one of them.
Meg knew her motive. It was most likely related to Gloria's unexpected confession to him this morning.
From a long time ago, he knew that the countess was most likely a lesbian.
After all, he had been warned twice by her using his real name.
But he didn't expect that he would be knocked out and dragged away by her.
If others knew that Alex, who had just been in the limelight on Dragon Island and rejected the position of the Roth Empire's marshal, was knocked out and then dragged into a small dark room …
Meg shifted his gaze away from the swaying breasts in front of him and noticed that he was lying on a bench with his hands above his head.
The sexy and charming Countess spread her legs on top of him. Her tight black dress made her perky buttocks burst out in a beautiful arc. Her white and tender long legs stretched all the way to the slit of her dress. A touch of red was faintly discernible.
Her face was flushed, and her forehead was covered in sweat. Her misty and seductive eyes were even more alluring.
But what was she doing?
Giving him benefits?
Or was she planning to use him to correct her sexual orientation?
Meg was a little confused.
Although he rejected it in his heart, his body lay flat and even closed his eyes.
However, at this moment, Mag also felt a smooth rope sliding around his hand.
"Are you trying to tie me up? You have many tricks up your sleeve. "Meg raised his eyebrows.
However, the rope slid around his hand a few times, but it fell down very quickly. It just didn't manage to tie him up successfully. Its movements were so clumsy that even Meg had the urge to help.
"F * ck! Why is this high-grade Spirit-Locking Rope so difficult to tie up! I've been tying it up for half an hour and still can't tie it up. I'm so angry! "Camilla's angry voice sounded from the side. She didn't notice that Meg had opened his eyes.
The small dark room maintained an awkward scene. Meg lay quietly on the wooden bench with his eyes closed. Camilla lay on top of him and kept trying to tie the rope around his hand.
Half an hour passed.
Meg couldn't help but open his eyes. He looked at Camilla, and said, "Do you need my help?"
"Okay … Ah!" Camilla looked down at Meg who had woken up and was stunned. After a while, she said, "When did you wake up?!"
"I've been awake for a while." Meg said honestly. He glanced sideways and noticed the whip and candle on the chair at the side. This familiar configuration …
"Hmph, how dare you pretend to be dead in front of me. Looks like I have to knock you out again." A black club appeared in Camilla's hand again. She muttered to herself, "No, I have to make him realize that he's a masochist!"
Meg did a quick calculation in his mind. Camilla's strength was level-9, and he was now at the peak of level-7. He definitely couldn't beat her.
However, falling into an endless cycle of being knocked out was also not a solution. He didn't even know what time it was now.
Therefore, he raised his hand and pointed at the thick red rope that was loosely tied around his hand. He smiled and said, "Countess, do you want to tie a rope? I'm very good at this. I can teach you. "
"You really know how to?" Camilla was a little doubtful. However, she was already on the verge of collapse after failing to tie the rope for so long.
"Yes, it's actually very simple. I can demonstrate it to you." Meg's lips curled up slightly. He stood up from the wooden bed and the Spirit-Locking Rope in his hand danced on Camilla's body.
Five minutes later, Meg looked at Camilla who was tied up by the red rope and nodded with satisfaction.
"Look, this is a perfect tortoiseshell."
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