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For spirit patients, dishes with Hextech added were a dimensionality reduction strike in the culinary world, completely irresistible.
After opening the door to a new world, someone quickly raised their hand to order.
"I want a serving of sashimi."
The person who spoke was a girl in a patient gown, with pale, bloodless skin and a dark red, curled wound on her wrist.
"Hello, please wait a moment," Koyasu Tsubame greeted, smiling. "The dish will be right out."
To meet business demands, the restaurant currently operates as a fast-food establishment, so the serving speed is quite fast.
Before long, the unfortunate Yui came over with the dish, a little nervously saying:
"Hello, please enjoy."
"Mhm."
The girl in the patient gown picked up her chopsticks and silently ate the dish. A faint smile appeared on her pale, bloodless face, as if nothing in the world could pique her interest anymore.
With someone leading the way, other impatient patients began to raise their hands to order.
"I want a serving."
"I want a serving too."
"…"
Everyone quickly got busy, and the restaurant's operations finally got on track.
"Uncle Doctor," the spirit looked up, her eyes full of anticipation. "I know some other friends. Can I bring them over?"
"No problem," Amamiya Natsuki looked down. "The rules remain the same: for every three guests you bring, you get one free dish, with no upper limit."
"Hehe," the spirit put her hands on her hips, puffed out her little belly, and giggled, "Uncle Doctor is a good person."
Amamiya Natsuki: "…"
Adding Hextech to food, using strange fish raised in nuclear wastewater, resorting to unscrupulous means to make money—he was a black-hearted businessman, not a good person at all!
A moment later.
A dispute suddenly erupted in the distance, attracting everyone's attention.
"This customer, please pay first…"
Yui's voice was soft.
"No money."
The patient who spoke was a male, wearing biker gang clothes, with many tattoos on his body, a fierce appearance, bloodshot red eyes, and two rows of saw-like teeth like a shark in his mouth. "I'm hungry, quickly give me the dish."
Yui's expression was nervous: "Um, you can only pay first…"
"Less nonsense." The man's expression grew fiercer. He clearly saw that Yui was a pushover. "Quickly bring the dish, or I'll eat you."
"I'm sorry…"
"Hurry up, I can't hold back anymore."
"…"
The other guests remained silent, no one daring to speak.
Clearly, even among spirit, there were distinctions of ferocity. The yakuza man in front of them, even as a spirit, was much more vicious than the others.
Amamiya Natsuki lightly raised an eyebrow and stepped forward.
Such a freeloading fellow must be severely dealt with, without giving an inch. If the trend of freeloading starts, it will be very difficult to make other guests pay—these guests are all spirit, not humans, so one cannot have expectations for their moral standards.
"Yui, go to the back," Amamiya Natsuki said calmly, walking beside Yui. "I'll talk to this customer."
Yui quickly nodded and took two steps back.
Let alone a spirit in a dungeon, even if she encountered a freeloading yakuza member in reality, she wouldn't know what to do.
Amamiya Natsuki walked up to the man: "This customer…"
"Less nonsense." The yakuza man's tone was fierce. "Quickly bring the dish, or I'll eat you too."
Amamiya Natsuki sighed:
"I know you. You're Don, right?"
"Idiot, you've got the wrong person," the yakuza spirit paused. "I'm called…"
"If I say you are, you are," Amamiya Natsuki said expressionlessly, grabbing the yakuza man's shoulder. "Don, come with me."
The Seize and Eliminate Evil combo skill successfully triggered. Under the gaze of the other spirit, the fierce yakuza man had no power to resist and was dragged directly to the back of the restaurant by Amamiya Natsuki.
"Natsuki, what should we do?" Kitagawa Marin put her right hand on her hip and suggested, "How about we just throw this guy out?"
The yakuza man couldn't move his body, but his mouth could still speak, his tone fierce: "You guys, let go of me quickly! You'll all see!"
Shinomiya Kaguya crossed her arms and said:
"Even if we let this kind of customer go, they'll definitely continue to cause trouble."
"Kaguya-chan is right." Koyasu Tsubame nodded in agreement, offering a suggestion, "How about we tie him up with a rope and throw him into the storage room, like before?"
Amamiya Natsuki said sternly:
"How can we throw a customer into the storage room, no matter what? They are customers."
"Huh?"
Juju looked up, surprised, and couldn't help but retort, "Sarcasm, it must be sarcasm."
Amamiya Natsuki denied: "It's not sarcasm."
"It definitely is." Juju lowered her voice. "I suspect your next sentence will be that he should be tied up and then thrown into the artificial lake to feed the fish."
Amamiya Natsuki looked shocked: "To think of throwing a customer into the lake to feed the fish, that's too cruel."
"Pfft!"
Juju lightly spat, humming: "Then what do you suggest?"
It was certainly impossible to just let the other party leave so easily.
"Don severely disrupted the restaurant's order. Simply driving him away or throwing him into the storage room has no cautionary meaning. I think he should be reformed and genuinely repent for his sins." Amamiya Natsuki turned to look at his junior, Hayasaka. "Hanamori, what do you say?"
"Ah… Senpai makes a lot of sense."
Hayasaka Ai blinked her bright eyes, instantly understanding. She took out her Magical Girl ray gun, aimed at the yakuza man, and pulled the trigger:
"Repent for your sins."
A colorful magical light beam shot out, possessing the gorgeous colors of a Magical Girl, but its slow trajectory was hard to describe. Even an elementary school student with slightly better leg movement could roll and dodge it.
Of course, the yakuza man was currently in a suppressed state and had no ability to dodge. The bullet, imbued with magical power, hit its target squarely.
Amamiya Natsuki released his hand and observed.
Under everyone's gaze, the yakuza man silently sat on the ground, his eyes vacant, as if piercing through time and space, or perhaps contemplating the truths of life and the universe.
"Eh, what's going on?"
Fujiwara Chika asked curiously.
"It's the Sage Time," Amamiya Natsuki turned to look at Hayasaka, his tone lingering, "I remember it clearly."
"I practiced on Senpai once before…"
Hayasaka Ai's face flushed slightly as she casually explained, then raised her hand and fired another shot.
In the Sage state, he didn't even bother to dodge the bullet, and it hit the yakuza man again.
The fellow merely trembled slightly, still maintaining his posture of deep thought, with no other reaction.
The senpai hesitated: "It seems useless?"
"There's another possibility…" Shinomiya Kaguya mused, "Did Sage Time trigger again?"
"Damn it!"
Hayasaka Ai lightly bit her silver teeth and fired another shot.
After being hit by that shot, the Yakuza man's body trembled, and he fell to his knees with a thud, beginning to repent and apologize, turning over a new leaf:
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left without paying…"
"Your voice is too low; the people outside might not hear it." Amamiya Natsuki pondered for two seconds, then quickly said, "I've got it."
Saying that, he took out a prop megaphone and placed it in front of the Yakuza man: "Since it's an apology, of course, everyone should hear it."
"…"
With the magnification of the megaphone, the Yakuza man's apology echoed throughout the restaurant.
Amamiya Natsuki walked out from the back kitchen, smiling:
"After our friendly discussion, the customer just now successfully recognized his mistake and is now repenting his sins… Everyone, don't mind him, please continue your meal."
The spirit hadn't returned yet, and the other patients weren't familiar with Amamiya Natsuki. Seeing the most vicious Yakuza spirit continuously repenting and apologizing, they all became silent and ate obediently.
With the minor issue resolved, the restaurant business returned to normal, and everyone became busy.
The front of the restaurant was fine; the waiters' work didn't require much skill, but the kitchen was short-handed, so Amamiya Natsuki had no choice but to go help.
"Senpai, over here."
As soon as Amamiya Natsuki finished his work, he saw Hayasaka Ai secretly waving from the corner.
"What's wrong?"
Amamiya Natsuki walked over.
"Lustful Senpai, you know perfectly well, don't you?" Hayasaka Ai bit her lower lip, her tone resentful, "I can't bear it anymore."
You're not growing a mushroom, what can't you bear anymore!
Hayasaka Ai stated her purpose, saying:
"The bullets are used up, Senpai, quickly help me recharge them."
So that's it.
Just as many people panic when their phone battery drops below fifty percent, Hayasaka Ai didn't care about her phone battery, but she was extremely concerned about the remaining bullets in her magic gun.
Having just used three bullets in a row, Hayasaka Ai immediately felt she couldn't bear it and wanted to replenish the bullets. However, there were too many people, and she finally found an opportunity to bring Amamiya Natsuki to the corner.
"I've reached my limit." Hayasaka Ai urged, "Lustful Senpai, hurry up."
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow:
"What did you call me?"
Hayasaka Ai lifted her chin, completely fearless: "You're a doomed player with an uncertain future, yet you're still thinking about building a harem. Is it wrong to call you Lustful Senpai?"
"Very well." Amamiya Natsuki turned and sat down on a chair, "I've been working so hard, I can't even move a single finger."
Hayasaka Ai blinked: "What do you mean, Lustful Senpai?"
Slap.
Amamiya Natsuki slapped his thigh, looked at Hayasaka, and stated his true intention:
"Come here, do it yourself."
Hayasaka Ai: "…"
Damn it! You little pervert Natsuki, don't push your luck!
Amamiya Natsuki clasped his hands behind his head: "If you want to recharge, hurry up. If we get busy later, there won won't be any chance."
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
The little person in Hayasaka Ai's heart puffed up her cheeks in anger, stomping her feet repeatedly. After two seconds of hesitation, she reluctantly walked to Amamiya Natsuki.
The bullets must be recharged, otherwise, there would be no sense of security at all.
Having clarified this point, Hayasaka Ai quickly made her choice.
No choice, she could only sacrifice a little temporarily…
Walking in front of Amamiya Natsuki, the junior Hayasaka's pretty face was slightly flushed, and she whispered in a low voice:
"Lustful Senpai, please remove your disguise first."
Girls are all creatures who judge by appearance.
Although she knew it was Amamiya Natsuki, she still couldn't accept the appearance of that kidney-deficient middle-aged doctor.
Amamiya Natsuki suddenly said:
"Call me Master."
Hayasaka Ai was startled: "Eh?"
Amamiya Natsuki said: "You call me Master, and I'll remove my disguise."
"Lustful Senpai, don't push your luck!"
Hayasaka Ai's eyes widened, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
Based on her previous experience from reading manga and doujinshi, he was clearly trying to train her, wasn't he?
If she called him Master today, he would make her call him Onii-chan tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, he might even make her call him Daddy!
"You've changed." Amamiya Natsuki's voice was faint, "I remember when you were Hanamori, you often secretly called me Master."
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Hayasaka Ai crossed her arms, "My change is all your fault, Scumbag Senpai."
Amamiya Natsuki reminded her:
"Hurry up and call, if you drag this out any longer, someone might come over."
"Tch."
Hayasaka Ai snorted, gritted her silver teeth, and sat down on Amamiya Natsuki's lap.
Today, she just wouldn't call him that. She closed her eyes; there was nothing she couldn't bring herself to do.
Taking a deep breath, Hayasaka Ai's gaze was firm as she leaned closer.
The distance between them rapidly shortened.
When there were only a few centimeters left, Hayasaka Ai's long eyelashes trembled slightly, then she suddenly turned her head, pulling away.
No, she still couldn't accept it. The appearance of a middle-aged, kidney-deficient uncle, she simply couldn't bring herself to do it.
"There isn't much rest time left." Amamiya Natsuki reminded again.
"Senpai, you're so annoying."
Hayasaka Ai suddenly extended her arms, wrapped them around Amamiya Natsuki's neck, leaned closer, bit Amamiya Natsuki's ear, and in a soft, sweet voice, whispered:
"Master~"
Amamiya Natsuki smiled: "I didn't hear clearly, say it again."
Hayasaka Ai opened her mouth and bit: "Lustful Senpai, can you hear clearly now?"
"...I heard clearly."
To spare his ears from further suffering, Amamiya Natsuki knew when to stop. He removed his disguise, revealing his true appearance.
"Sit still."
Hayasaka Ai placed her hands on Amamiya Natsuki's shoulders, looking down at him, her pretty face slightly flushed: "Disobedient Senpai will be punished."
Just as she leaned closer, Hayasaka Ai suddenly paused, her voice turning dark:
"Senpai, please explain…"
Amamiya Natsuki was puzzled: "Explain what?"
Hayasaka Ai extended a finger, tapped Amamiya Natsuki's lip, and tilted her head thirty degrees, saying:
"Please explain why there is a wound on your lip?"
"…"
Of course, it was the after-effect of the senpai sister shooting herself in the foot, too intense!
Before, he had always been in the form of the delinquent doctor, showing no flaws. Now that he had removed his disguise, Hayasaka Ai immediately caught him red-handed.
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka: "Do you believe me if I say I accidentally bit myself?"
"Of course, I believe you. Everyone has clumsy moments, right?" Hayasaka Ai smiled, "But… Lustful Senpai, please bite another one for me."
"…"
"Otherwise, tell me, who is that philandering cat?"
What if I tell you? Do you want to lock others in an iron cage too!
A moment later.
Hayasaka Ai checked the fully charged magic gun and turned to leave.
Amamiya Natsuki continued to lean back in the chair, touching the second wound on his lip that had been bitten open, sighing helplessly.
No wonder Jealousy Mushrooms always grow; it's because it's quite petty.
After a short rest, Amamiya Natsuki returned to the front of the restaurant.
"How are things?"
Amamiya Natsuki walked over to the Sheltered Young Lady and asked in a low voice.
"The situation is very good." Shinomiya Kaguya, who was in charge of the cash register, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said softly, "The cost of sashimi and sauce is very low, almost negligible. With a few more customers, we should be able to turn a profit."
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