While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

I went back to the washroom.

Then the plate was washed there at high speed.

That's not all. The washed plates are immediately moisturized with a cloth towel and arranged nicely. It is readily available.

I have a master who does that all by himself.

It's Mr. Bussler, a former slime.

"Oh, Mr. Azsa, good job! No matter how many dishes come in the washroom, because we will be cleaning them up with a bustler flow dishwashing technique!

"It doesn't matter anymore, Martial Arts."

Don't you think I should put a bustler stream on everything?

"No, I've been washing plates for a long time, so I'm pretty confident."

Mr. Bussler moves his hands as he talks. I feel like I saw it, no waste whatsoever.

Besides, the plates that have been swept away with water are also shining so nicely that they are brand new. In a short time, it would be the result of a thorough cleaning.

Apparently, Mr. Bussler will be fine on his own in the washroom.

"How did you get this on? Did you come up with that waterfall momentum when you were on a waterfall trip?

"When I was just able to maintain my human body, I knitted it out when I didn't have the money and I was in trouble."

Why, the lack of money has something to do with it?

"Look, you don't have any money, but you can't pay for it naturally because you go into a restaurant and eat and drink. So I was allowed to do dishwashing for as much money as I ate."

"Martial arts, it really doesn't matter!

"When you move your body in martial arts, you also need a fair amount of food to maintain your body, don't you? You can't leave it alone to eat, because you can't even make flesh."

Sounds like a good thing to me, but you don't sound so good to me.

"The trick is not to care about money, but to eat and drink with dignity. If you think too much about not having money, you get into attitude. Then, in advance, this guy gets suspicious that he doesn't have the money or something, and he won't be able to serve the food. If you eat it, it's this one. I don't have any money to pay, so I'll wash the dishes, and they'll break."

"A habitual criminal?"

You're hardly ever gonna make it.

Still, now each line works.

Halkara comes to the kitchen.

"Mr. Lycra, it's time for a change. Hall, please."

"Wow, I get it. Trying to make the most of it, oh, I think..."

Lycra is restless. Hey, should I check it out?

I knew why right away.

As soon as Lycra stepped out of the hall, the customer's gaze gathered in unison.

I'm sorry about that. Outdoors, customers get up for Lycra, and at the end of the day, they get closer to Lycra.

"This is that beautiful girl!" "I heard rumors..." "Lycra, Lycra, turn around!" "Yay! I wanted to see the real thing!" "Cute, cute!

He's reacting like a famous outside sauce is here!

"Ya stop...... I can't be cute... It's your mistake..."

That's just not true, though. Lycra is cute. It's so cute.

Besides, that's how it makes me look more embarrassed.

Nevertheless, I didn't expect to escalate so far......

"I've heard that the best beautiful girl in the world is here in King's Capital, but it was true," "I have to put this on the record," "I should be in the Kingdom Beauty Girls Contest"

You're getting more and more important...

Somehow, Lycra, I'm sorry...... Just for one day, so bear with me...

Although there were some problems, the coffee 'House of Witches' itself was on track.

All we have to do is stick around until the store closes. The rows are still made, though.

"Write the name and number of delegates here. Please note that if you are not here when you call, we may show you the following customers first"

And since Fatra is organizing the rows properly, she hasn't had any trouble either.

I was careful, too, while doing a job where I could see the whole table wipe and stuff, but it would be okay to leave the rest alone now.

Now that it's my break, I'm going back to the dining room. This one is not used in the coffee shop. It's only a family retreat.

In the dining room, Sandra still rolls around on the floor, reading books. You'd better sit in a chair properly, but you're just a kid, you're a plant, and I don't have to tell you anything hard.

"What, a break?" Sandra shifts her gaze here.

"That's right. It's moving without delay, so all you have to do is repeat this until it closes."

Once a year would be nice, but I do this all the time on business days. Restaurants would be really hard. I can't do this.

It just looked like Sandra looked a little lonely when she heard my response.

"Oh well. You're so good at this. That's pretty amazing."

Oh, this could be something like that.

When I went to my room, I gently took what I had prepared in advance and returned to the dining room.

"Sandra, just a little hall if you like, can you help me? Then it's easier for the rest of us to get into a break, and it helps."

Well, Sandra looked up. Even when I saw that look, I knew right away that I was interested.

After all, this kid, Tundele, doesn't like to honestly express his feelings. I have to keep following you.

But Sandra's expression cooled down again, making it the usual one.

"But you don't have service clothes or anything. Then don't just feel weird about me. You look like a temporary person..."

This is what you wanted to wear.

Oh, I'm glad you're ready.

I give Sandra mini size service clothes in front of Sandra.

"Bye! I made it when I ordered my Flatlte clothes properly!

I could see Sandra's eyes shining. Only at times like this does Sandra become the face of an innocent child.

"Well then... I can help you..."

"Yeah, please!

When Sandra came out, the customer said again, "Oh, my God, that little girl!" "It's the New Face of Expectations!" and so on. Overall, it's a store with a lot of good people...

Sandra was unfamiliar with it, but she worked hard on the task entrusted to her.

I even supported the customers I was watching.

Yeah, this year's coffee, The Witch's House, is a huge success, too.