My Room Has Become a Dungeon’s Rest Area

The manager, who worked seriously at the restaurant, said he made coffee.

"Oh. Sort of like made-to-measure coffee."

"Like what?

"It's like made-to-measure coffee. My food's pretty good, isn't it?

"Yes."

The manager changed the subject.

Families dishes are delicious to a certain extent if they are made according to the manual, everyone tastes the same, but the manager is really delicious as well.

He used to bring me hand-cooked food.

Normally it's not even very tasty with the act my aunt does a lot, but what the manager makes was actually very tasty.

"I was hoping to do my own casual Italian restaurant someday, and I was saving for the trick"

"You did, didn't you"

"Yeah, but these days, customers don't come because they're just delicious."

"There are as many restaurants as there are."

Restaurants disappear when new ones are available.

I know that running a restaurant is tough. [M]

"So I think there's something in the store that needs to be distinctive."

"Is that made-to-measure coffee?

"Yeah, there was all kinds of made-to-measure coffee."

"Really?

"Yeah. I did a lot of digging, too."

I don't know because I'm new to maid coffee. [M]

They even have a cabbage-style place with charges and nomination fees for shops and seats that are simply more expensive to cook.

The clothes are also varied and the uniform is not made-up clothing, but they even have a shop in the form of made-up coffee.

"I really want to compete in cooking. I want to serve decent, authentic and delicious food, even if the price is casual"

Let the manager tell you, few stores serve decent food with made-to-measure coffee.

"To characterize something, I was thinking about the degree to which you play with made-up clothes, and I was wondering if I could."

I see. Are you saying that someone who wants to do a full Italian, even casual, wanted to make a waitress a made-up outfit to the extent of your play?

But you had a reason to make that play serious.

"You got serious at some point, didn't you?

"Yeah. I was watching a late night cartoon one day."

"Late night animation?

Don't let it fly.

I wonder how it relates to late night cartoons, including the iced coffee the maid brought to my mouth.

"Oh, it's been fashionable lately."

"Alle? What are you talking about?

"Array. The one who goes to different worlds."

The moment I heard that, the ice coffee went into my airway.

"Oh, ho, ho!

"Are you okay? What's the matter with you?

Fortunately it was a bite, so it only took a little to spit it out.

Wipe the coffee with a squeeze.

"Shh, excuse me. I just got coffee in my organs. Keep going."

"Oh, yeah. Uh, what were you talking about?

"It's a different world..."

"Oh, yeah, yeah. It's fashionable, right? Different worlds are good, right? Unlike old adventures, it's going to be fun."

"Right......"

I'm having a lot of trouble though.

Contains leftover ice coffee in every mouth of ice while hiding dissatisfaction.

"But how does animation from different worlds relate to the store manager's new store?

"Different worlds come out a lot like an adventurer's tavern. That's the perfect image for my shop!

I'm about to spit out coffee again, but I can handle it.

But it was a futile act.

"The food serves something decent. But make the interior adventurous guild style, and make the blonde, elf, cat-eared cosplay girl waitress."

"Ooh ho! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Suzuki! Are you sure you're okay!?

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"Paper test results seem good"

"I really didn't think you'd get tested."

Lyla was given a paper test of her lecture on territorial management, and her grades are being performed in front of her.

Looks like we're done checking all the problems.

"Mm-hmm. - Too bad! I was going to say I didn't make it here, I didn't even make it here."

Lyla laughs as she complains.

"Were you going to put an ass on it from the start?

"Hehe. I'm sorry."

"If they did all that with Sparta, at least it would be a good point. I didn't think I'd get a full score."

"Right. Let's just get this over with."

I sat back deep on the couch at Bandit Alliance headquarters.

"Phew."

"Tired? I'm sorry it's so harsh. But it's important to make the people happy or be trusted by the people before they do."

"Oh, no. Just something else."

I was really thinking about something else.

It's about the manager and the family.

The manager retired immediately after going to Maid Coffee. My successor, the new manager, came in, but his part-time job isn't as cozy as it used to be.

After all, the manager created a variety of environments where we could easily work in the shadows.

I hope the manager's shop succeeds.

"Something else?

Lyla asks me.

Just fine. I think her territorial management skills are real, not just rumors.

Shall I ask you while you hide the restaurant management thing?

"Actually, a little personal friend of mine in the basement said he was opening a shop on the ground."

"What kind of store is it?

"It's like a restaurant."

I think it's a good way to ask.

I actually do a different world-style store in Japan, but I made it the way I heard that residents of Dungeon Underground were going to do restaurants on the ground.

"Is the main chef's arm good?

"Yeah. I'm good with my arms. But he wants to make it a little different."

"Like what?

"Yeah. Make it a bit like an underground store. They hire waitresses for elves and beast girls in the basement."

"Hehe, that sounds interesting."

Can I even look at it from Lyla?

Then it might be okay.

"If we can get the start right, can we get all the girls that are good for the waitress?"

I knew it, there. Ah.

Will Segawa be all right?

Apparently, he's getting pneumonia for collecting kids to be waitresses.