"Where's Young Mistress?"
In a pink room in the city lord's castle, Michael took a glance at the long pillow wrapped under the blanket before turning to the two female servants with their heads lowered with a slightly angry expression.
"Young Mistress … Young Mistress said she wasn't feeling well in the evening, and wanted to sleep, so we helped her sleep, and then … then this happened. We don't know where Young Mistress went, either," the woman on the left said in a slightly frightened voice. The maid on the left said softly. Her expression was a little scared. Although the young miss ran out like this every time, and in the end, the master would not blame them for the matter, but standing in front of the angry city lord, not many people could remain calm.
"Perhaps Young Mistress went out to eat again. She should be back soon," the woman on the right chimed in. She was closer to Miss, so she knew that Miss was going to sneak out to eat today. However, she didn't expect that Master, who had said that he wouldn't go home for dinner tonight, suddenly came back early and asked her to have dinner with Madam. That was why the current situation happened.
"You two can go now. I'll wait for her here." The anger on Michael's face receded, and he waved a hand at the two of them with a resigned look in his eyes. He was well aware of his daughter's temper. She didn't even listen to him, so what could two little maids do to her?
"Yes." The two maids hurriedly left the room, and carefully closed the door behind them.
"This child must be craving food again. She's taken too many medicines because of this illness, and there are too many things that she can't eat … Where can I find the medicine that can cure this illness?" Michael sighed in the dimming room, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became even more pronounced. This powerful city lord of Chaos City in the eyes of others seemed to be a little tired and old.
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Boss is so nice. Yabemiya looked at Meg's back with a warm feeling in her heart. It seemed that as long as she stood behind Meg, all of the doubts about her identity wouldn't hurt her. It was like a large umbrella that shielded her from the storm.
Sally glanced at Yabemiya before heading to the kitchen with the plate in her hand. This was probably why she felt like she was gradually getting used to this place. She didn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back. She just had to do her own thing.
"You're just going to leave us hanging?" Tonis watched as Meg entered the kitchen. He thought that Meg would at least arrange for them to sit down first, but it seemed like he had no such intention. Instead, he asked them to line up like ordinary customers.
"Just relax and be a guest. Who knows, we might really be able to eat something different today." Warren, on the other hand, appeared rather calm as he swept his gaze across the faces of the customers. Their expressions when they were enjoying the food would never lie.
Back then, when he followed Laurie from restaurant to restaurant, Laurie would teach him how to observe the expressions on the customers' faces when they were enjoying the food. This was an important reference for the Gourmet Rankings. The food that could bring enjoyment to the customers was the real delicacy.
However, the expressions on the faces of the customers in the restaurant were rather surprising to him. He had never seen any restaurant where all the customers were immersed in the food before them with expressions of uncontrollable joy and enjoyment.
Everyone was enjoying the food that they had been looking forward to, and their expressions revealed everything. This was an almost impossible scene, yet it had taken place in this restaurant.
Soon, Schonard, who was munching away at a grilled fish, attracted Warren's attention. The fish was a little ridiculously large, and it was quite apparent from the size of the fish that it had been in the past. However, this ordinary-looking young man was almost finishing the entire fish.
What was even more peculiar was that as the young man ate, white smoke was rising from his head. His clothes looked as if they had been soaked in water, and his lips were swollen to the point of turning purple. However, the chopsticks in his hand didn't seem to be able to stop. He was panting heavily as he ate, completely immersed in his own world of grilled fish.
"What kind of fish is that young man eating?" Warren turned to Yabemiya with a curious look on his face. This was a cooking method that he had never seen before, and it was also the first time that he had seen a dish being cooked in such a manner.
Furthermore, this dish wasn't one of the five dishes on Amy's rankings board, so it was most likely a new dish that had just been released recently.
"That's a spicy grilled fish, an insanely spicy one," Yabemiya explained. She had already learned that these two were the president and vice-president of the Catering Association, so she was very angry that her restaurant had been removed from the rankings board.
"Heh, insanely spicy? How spicy can it be? I don't think so. "Tonnies pursed his lips with disdain.
"I don't know exactly how spicy it is, either. You'll know once you try it," Yabemiya replied with a smile.
Tonnies felt as if he had been looked down upon by Yabemiya, and he immediately agreed, "Alright, then I'll have an insanely spicy one."
"There are three sizes of spicy grilled fish: small, medium, and large. Which size would you like?" Yabemiya asked.
Tonnies hesitated momentarily before replying, "I'll have a medium one."
"Alright, we'll start serving the dish after you've taken your seat." Yabemiya nodded in response. If it were any other customer, she would perhaps remind them that the insanely spicy dish wasn't as spicy as the average spiciness, but she didn't want to remind this annoying guy.
"Since when did you like spicy food, Tonnies?" Warren asked with a smile.
"I actually don't like spicy food, either, but I feel like this restaurant is just trying to pull off a publicity stunt. What insanely spicy? I think it's all a hoax," Tonnies replied with a smile.
"That's not necessarily true." Warren shook his head as he looked at Schonard. However, seeing as this young man wasn't willing to put down his chopsticks even though it was so spicy, it had to be an extremely delicious dish.
After waiting for a long while, Warren and Tonnies finally found a seat. They sat down across from a tall and broad minotaur demon, and Tonnies wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was feeling extremely pressured even without doing anything. Thankfully, the demon beside him was immersed in a bowl of tofu pudding, and had no intention of paying any attention to him.
"Tonnies, what else would you like to have aside from grilled fish?" Warren flipped open the menu. He was already aware of the price of the dishes, so he wasn't too surprised by the price.
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