He remembered the woman who did the cooking in the ‘Rokuten’, and a wry smile leaked out. She was particular about securing materials by herself, therefore she was an oddball whose stats were said to be on the verge of the maximum value.
To begin with, there was no oddball in the ‘Rokuten’, but the figure that handled a handiwork kitchen knife in both hands while preparing to cook a dragon left a strong impression in Shin.
“Just remembering it makes me hungry…”
Because his stomach started to growl, he quickly opened the door. The restaurant was crowded, probably because he arrived during lunch-hour.
“Welcome. I’m sorry. You will have to wait a bit!!”