Grand Return System

A Private Conversation

Leon had supposedly reached the legendary Pinnacle Realm.

Whether exaggerated or not, Cavir wasn’t willing to gamble on the possibility that it was false.

Someone capable of standing at that height could dominate the entire Fallen Leaf Domain with ease.

Compared to such an existence...

His branch of Whitelist Restaurant was insignificant.

Please don’t tell me one of my employees offended him...

The thought alone sent a chill down his spine.

He had managed this restaurant for many years and had encountered all kinds of troublesome guests.

But today was different.

This wasn’t someone he could simply smooth things over with a few polite words.

Even so, years of experience prevented even a trace of panic from showing on his face.

Maintaining his warm smile, he approached Leon before respectfully clasping his hands.

"Respected Leon, I’ve heard a great deal about you."

"What brings you here today?"

Leon calmly met his gaze.

There was neither pride nor hostility in his purple eyes.

Instead, they remained as tranquil as still water.

"You’re the owner of Whitelist Restaurant?"

Cavir’s heart skipped a beat.

Oh no...

He’s really here for me.

I haven’t offended you, have I?

I’ve been peacefully managing my restaurant, yet trouble has fallen from the heavens...

Despite the storm raging inside his mind, Cavir answered without hesitation.

"That’s right."

"It’s me."

A faint smile appeared on Leon’s face.

"Owner..."

"You’re quite a busy man."

"It wasn’t easy getting the chance to meet you."

The moment those words reached his ears, Cavir’s face almost lost all color.

He immediately turned toward the waiter standing nearby.

His calm expression disappeared for the briefest instant, replaced by a sharp glare.

The waiter instantly lowered his head in terror.

Cavir quickly turned back toward Leon, smiling awkwardly.

"What are you saying, Respected One?"

"I’m not busy."

"Not busy at all."

"If I’d known you were coming, I would have personally welcomed you from ten miles away."

His tone was sincere.

There wasn’t the slightest trace of arrogance remaining.

Watching this scene unfold, Selena and Rias exchanged surprised glances.

When they had visited Whitelist Restaurant previously, Cavir had left a completely different impression.

He had seemed mysterious.

Powerful.

The kind of hidden expert who remained calm regardless of the situation.

Others had even said that Whitelist Restaurant possessed an unfathomable background, one that few dared provoke.

Yet now...

The same man was treating their Teacher with overwhelming respect.

His attitude had changed completely.

It was as though they were looking at an entirely different person.

The pride and confidence he displayed toward ordinary guests had vanished without a trace.

Selena blinked.

Is Teacher’s reputation really that terrifying?

Standing quietly beside Leon, she couldn’t help wondering.

To her...

Leon had always been gentle.

Patient.

Even when teaching them, he rarely raised his voice.

She had never truly felt the overwhelming pressure others described.

Rias seemed to share the same thoughts.

She looked between Leon and Cavir with quiet curiosity.

Perhaps...

Teacher spoiled them so much that they had forgotten how others viewed him.

If Cavir could hear their thoughts, he would probably laugh until tears came to his eyes.

Little princesses...

You truly have no idea.

Forget Leon’s own strength.

The two of you alone possess backgrounds capable of frightening countless powerful households.

You are Leon’s beloved students...

The treasured students of the Purple Sword Monarch.

If your identities became known throughout the Fallen Leaf Domain, who would dare provoke either of you?

Leon paid no attention to the subtle expressions around him.

Instead, he smiled faintly.

"There’s no need to welcome me."

"I’ve heard Whitelist Restaurant’s business spans more than half of the Fallen Leaf Domain."

"It’s an impressive network."

"I’ve come today because I’d like to ask a favor."

"I wonder..."

"Can you help me?"

The instant those words were spoken, Cavir’s expression became serious.

He hadn’t expected Leon to ask for assistance.

If even someone like Leon needed the help of Whitelist Restaurant...

Then this matter was certainly no ordinary request.

Still, he didn’t hesitate.

Straightening his posture, he respectfully clasped his hands once more.

"Respected One..."

"Please, speak freely."

"As long as it’s within my ability..."

"I’ll do everything I can."

Leon met Cavir’s gaze with a calm smile.

There was neither pride nor hostility in his expression.

"I’m here to discuss a small matter with you."

His tone was so casual that it sounded as though he were asking an old acquaintance to share a pot of tea.

Yet those simple words caused Cavir’s heart to skip another beat.

A small matter?

He almost laughed bitterly.

For Leon, it might truly be a small matter.

For everyone else...

It could very well be something capable of shaking an entire kingdom.

Suppressing the thoughts racing through his mind, Cavir maintained his respectful smile.

"If there’s anything I can do, please don’t hesitate to ask."

"Whitelist Restaurant will do everything within its power to assist you."

Only then did Leon give a satisfied nod.

"Good."

His purple eyes briefly swept across the lively dining hall.

Guests continued whispering among themselves, though far more quietly than before. Every now and then, curious gazes drifted toward their group before quickly looking away.

Leon wasn’t fond of discussing important matters in front of so many ears.

"I’d prefer somewhere quieter."

Cavir immediately understood.

"Of course."

Without wasting another second, he turned toward the stunned waiter.

His previously warm expression became dignified once more.

"Continue serving our guests."

"I’ll personally receive Respected Leon."

"Y-Yes... Owner!"

The waiter bowed so quickly that he nearly lost his balance.

His face had already become deathly pale.

Only now did he realize just how close he had come to offending someone he absolutely couldn’t afford to provoke.

Moments earlier, he had secretly regarded Leon as nothing more than another arrogant young master relying on his background.

Now...

Even the owner of Whitelist Restaurant was personally receiving him with the utmost respect.

The waiter silently thanked the heavens.