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※Euncheon Restaurant Staff Guide※

– This guide has been created for the purpose of ensuring employee safety and working conditions and providing better service.

1. Employee guidance

1-1. There are three waiters in our restaurant, including you.

– Talking to waiters while they are on duty is prohibited, and it is recommended that you avoid face-to-face contact if possible.

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No talking between waiters while on duty.

Try not to even meet each other’s faces.

I know.

It’s a ‘rule’ that I memorize over and over again because I don’t want to get sick.

How much motivation is there as certain as pain?

This was something I thought about to the point of being sick of it on my way to the restaurant today.

So I was confident that I wouldn’t make the mistake of confusing it with other guides or forgetting it.

“Chef. Here, one vegetable fried rice. One chicken salad…”

“Is that you? Chicken salad?”

Still, Eunha spoke.

To the table number 1 where Banharin and ‘Mouse’ are sitting, and to the waiter standing in front of it.

Even though ‘Mouse’ simply ordered a salad, he misinterpreted it as ‘chicken salad’ by attaching a non-existent prefix.

The first time I visited [Euncheon Restaurant], Eunha was also taken in by that.

Was it simply because salad wasn’t on the restaurant menu?

I was dragged to the kitchen, feeling unjustly treated, and had a hot ‘chicken salad’ made with thighs sliced on a large Chinese knife.

It was delicious.

Indeed, experience.

I wondered if this is what it would taste like if there was an authentic restaurant that had been around for hundreds of years.

But maybe because that incident left a trauma, I felt nauseous whenever I put meat in my mouth after that day.

‘Even if a restaurant doesn’t have a salad on the menu… don’t they usually tell you to order something else?’

There must be many other salads, too.

I ordered a salad with meat in it.

Just wanting others to get hurt, even though there is no benefit to it…

Dark and gloomy malice.

‘This is so immoral… I knew I’d get hurt again.’

So I spoke up.

I deliberately interrupted the waiter and interrupted his order of ‘chicken salad’.

Because the ‘mouse’ shouldn’t suffer the same fate as him.

– 『Euuum~?』

I glanced at the kitchen.

[The chef] who was listening to the order tilted his head.

A dozen or so heads swayed left and right in time with the [chef’s] movements,

Place your left hand on the left side of your head and your right hand on the crown of your head and pretend to listen.

What the heck is that?

Eunha spoke to [the chef] through the earpiece she was wearing on her ear without delay.

“Hey Chef, what’s going on?”

– 『Hmm…? Miss. Please go to table number 1 and find out how many servings of ‘Chicken Salad’ we ordered.』

Didn’t you hear that?

It doesn’t matter. What Eunha wanted was time to talk to [the chef].

“[Chef] Sir, for this chicken salad, please make it with the ‘raw meat’ I brought instead of the customer’s.”

– 『Hmm?』

[The chef’s] voice is heard through the earpiece.

She(?) was excited because the restaurant was crowded with ‘customers’ thanks to Eunha.

That’s why I listened to Eunha’s request with an excited heart.

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2. Euncheon Restaurant welcomes you.

– Enjoy a delicious meal at our family restaurant for those who are tired of waiting.

– Excellent chefs, polite waiters, and delicious ingredients all come together.

2-2. Caution! There is no meat in the restaurant!

– Due to recent shortages in meat supply, our restaurant is currently not offering any meat-based menu items.

– So please, be careful when ordering food.

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[Euncheon Restaurant] Rules.

The restaurant runs out of meat, so they use the customers’ meat.

However, the galaxy supplied the ‘raw meat’ it received from the [beast] to the restaurant.

So what are the rules?

『… … Yes. You foolish chef. I will make this dish with the meat you gave me.』

[The chef], who had stuck his head out of the kitchen and looked at table number 1, answered readily.

“Thank you so much.”

“What? This foolish chef should be thanking you, young lady.”

It doesn’t matter whether the meat is domestic or imported.

Thank goodness I’m working as a waitress.

Galaxy, who had succeeded in swapping the raw materials, looked at the ‘mouse’ and the waiter with a smile, saying, ‘How is it?’

Of course, there is a rule that you must not recognize the waiter’s face while working, so you should look away crookedly.

『… … .』

The waiter didn’t hide his discontented face.

He glared at the trembling ‘mouse’, holding on to its thin tail like a cornered mouse, as if he was going to kill it.

He glared at Eunha’s large chest, which ruined his ‘prank’.

It seems that they also can’t look at the face of the galaxy because of the ‘rules’.

“What are you?”

“Chicken Salad.”

Why are you so angry when I just corrected a minor mistake?

As expected, I can’t get along with monsters.

When you become a monster, you become no longer human, or

It must have something to do with the grudge it holds.

Whatever it was, it was a nuisance to those around her, so Eunha wanted it to be released only to her.

Urrrr…

Soon, a bunch of headless ‘chefs’ came rushing out of the kitchen,

The waiter and Eunha, who had been chatting while working, started taking her to the kitchen.

“Just wait. I’m changing a waiter today. Are you messing with anyone else besides me?”

“Miss Galaxy…”

“It’s okay, Banharin, just eat and wait. If you eat all of it, you might get kicked out, so eat as slowly as possible.”

I have no regrets.

I saved one person.

Eunha entered the kitchen with a proud smile.

… … .

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1-2. If another waiter stops you or talks to you.

– You should not recognize the face of the staff member in question, and you should check the waiter’s name tag without panicking.

#. If you have a name tag.

– He’s not a bad person yet.

– “I’m working now, senior. “Respond and continue what you were doing.

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“Hey. Hey. Chicken.”

『… … .』

“Shall I tell you a funny story?”

Could it be because Banharin’s co-worker, ‘Mouse’, was threatened?

The galaxy was persistent in a strange way.

2 a.m.

Eunha comes out of the kitchen after receiving ‘corporal punishment’ for chatting while working.

She worked hard under the [chef’s] direction, but whenever she saw the ‘chicken salad waiter’, she would approach him and talk to him.

Limp. Limp.

The waiter and the galaxy work like ants, limping.

“Chicken. Are you listening?”

『… … .』

Conversation between waiters is prohibited.

After checking, it seemed that one-sided talking wasn’t included in the conversation.

That’s why Eun-ha tried to have a friendly conversation with ‘Chicken’ whenever she had time.

Banharin and ‘Mouse’, who were killing time by eating fried rice and salad at table number 1, watched Eunha with complicated faces.

The other two waiters, except for the ‘chicken waiter’ who was caught by Eunha, continued their work as if they were dead mice, trying not to catch her eye.

“Chicken. Are you listening?”

『… … .』

‘Chicken’, who was cleaning the table after the guests left, wiped the table clean of all dust.

The head of that thing on the tray closes its eyes tightly and enters meditation.

Is this why these monsters harass others?

At first, he was a very noisy guy, but after holding his hand and being dragged to the kitchen a few times, he has become much more docile now.

Eunha lifted the head of ‘Chicken’ who was ignoring her and raised the corners of her mouth.

It’s hard, but thanks to [self-recovery] my body is fine.

Originally, someone had to be the one to make a fuss so that she wouldn’t do the same thing again, so Eunha worked hard to annoy ‘Chicken’.

Next time, when Banharin or Kim Sa-rang come to the restaurant alone, they shouldn’t be fooling around.

‘Huh? The chicken looks so good that my heart hurts… Did you wear a waiter’s uniform on purpose?’

A cross-section that looks like it has been bitten by sharp teeth.

A human teeth mark carved into the inside of a clean waiter’s suit.

Eunha placed ‘Chicken’s’ head on her large chest and stared down at ‘her’ face with her eyes tightly shut until the [chef’s] next instructions were given.

“… … Mr. Chicken. Don’t do that next time. At least do it to me. ”

『… … .』

“How did you become a monster?”

『…I’m still working, senior.』

“Oh my gosh.”

Did you bother me like that for about an hour?

‘Mr. Chicken’ checked Eunha’s uniform name tag just like Eunha did earlier and then said that.

Strangers are better at following rules than you might think.

Eunha, who suddenly became her senior, returned the head of ‘Chicken Mr.’ that was on her chest to her, and then headed to table number 5 at the direction of [the chef].

“… … .”

Eunha, who cleaned up table number 5, takes a look around the restaurant.

“… … Chicken.”

“This fucking senior.”

The galaxy did not stop.

… … .

“Then I don’t know who the weirdo is.”

Banharin was watching the galaxy with complicated eyes.

She strokes the ‘inverted cross hairpin’ on her bangs and turns her gaze to the ‘mouse’ across from her.

“Well… isn’t that cool?”

“… … ?”

The ‘mouse’, with its chin resting on the table, looks at the galaxy with a bewitched expression.

Is the salad meat spoiled?

A ‘mouse’ that twirls its tail around its finger while it sways seductively.

Banharin ‘observed’ her coworker with a complicated gaze and shook her head.

“Mr. Chef, can I have some coleslaw for table 6?”

– “Yes… and it’s almost 4 AM, so please get ready to close the door, Miss.”

“Yes?… Yes. I understand.”

Meanwhile, time passed and it was 3 AM.

The momentum of the ‘customers’ who had been flocking in has gradually decreased, but there is not a single empty seat at the table.

Eunha approached [Bug Princess], who was still guarding table number 4, and cleaned the bug-eaten table.

The pumpkin bee ‘Fly’, who had been up late into the night, nods off on the lap of [Bug Princess], but as Eunha approaches, she lifts her head with difficulty and tightly clutches the hem of her clothes.

However, as Eunha, with a kind smile on her face, pats her head a few times, [Bug Princess] hugs her arm and falls asleep, breathing softly.

『Hmm… ‘Fly’s’ stubbornness is really something. Now that he’s finally asleep, I’ll go back.』

“Be careful when you go in.”

『You should be careful… By the way, you’re starting to get used to the night… When will you be coming back?』

“What?”

『Didn’t I tell you before? If you come to my house naked and swear to be my possession for one night, I’ll show you up my skirt as much as you want.』

“… … Ah… Did I say something like that… Well, I’ll go later.”

One by one like that,

The guests returned,

New guests come in,

The restaurant continues without any problems.

The galaxy,

Mr. Chicken, who was also tormented by the galaxy,

Banharin and ‘Mouse’ too,

In similarly repetitive scenes, the tension was gradually released.

“Yes, would you like to order?”

『… … … dazzling.』

Chomp!

Of course, it’s not like there was no conflict at all.

3:10 a.m.

A time when concentration declines due to drowsiness.

The ‘guest’ who was twisting his body around at the table where Eunha went to take his order,

Suddenly, he swung a bottle of hot sauce at the galaxy.

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0-2. Uniforms must be clean.

– The way our ‘guests’ distinguish us is by our cleanliness.

– Do not let food, especially sauces like ketchup, get on your uniform.

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A ‘guest’ who is wandering around like a bunch of shadows.

One of them swung a bottle of hot sauce that was sitting on the table at Eunha.

I don’t know why.

I just think that there are real customers in every store.

It was dawn, so it was easy to assume that a drunkard had entered the store.

Chomp!

Bright red sauce spraying into the air.

But they never reached the galaxy’s pristine uniform.

Jjeㅡㅡㅡkkkㅡㅡㅡ!

If you sit at the table and use the [Speed Control] skill to slow down the speed of the sauce that has jumped out,

Because Banharin, who had come near me without me noticing, kicked them all away.

Then the chefs come out of the kitchen, grab the customer and drag him into the kitchen.

– “Beasts are just meat, they cannot be guests.”

Eunha smiled and waved at the ‘things’ who were struggling and being dragged around.

Sounds coming from the kitchen.

The sound of a hard object such as a bone breaking, or a chunk of meat being split in two by a heavy knife.

The screams that were like fog gradually diminished, and the leftovers were thrown into the food waste bin.

Shudder…

Eunha shrugged her shoulders as she recalled the ‘punishment’ she received from talking to ‘Chicken Mr.’ earlier.

“Are you okay?”

Banharin came up to Eunha and hugged her waist.

Her right eye, which was dragged to the kitchen several times with ‘Chicken Mr.’ and filled with worry as time passed, was truly difficult to look into.

Eunha, who had absentmindedly lowered her gaze, grabbed the back of Banharin’s hand that was wrapped around her waist.

“Yes. Thank you. I keep getting help.”

“What do you mean, just get help? Just look at the expression on the ‘mouse’ and talk. Did you spray some pheromone?”

“What do you think people are? And why Mr. ‘Mouse’?”

That’s how time passes.

[The chef] is excitedly shaking his head in the kitchen as guests flock in for the first time in a long while.

Banharin and the mouse sit across from each other at table number 1 and discuss something.

‘Mr. Chicken’ wiping the table far away from the galaxy.

The ‘guests’ became quieter than before as the regular customer was dragged to the kitchen.

And the galaxy.

Just a galaxy.

‘It’s easier than I thought?’

It’s surprisingly doable.

At least it’s less scary than the night watch.

I’ll give it a try today, and if the pay is good, I’ll come back to work there again.

Eunha stroked the waitress outfit that she had become accustomed to.

… … .

So, time passes without a destination,

It was almost 4 o’clock in the morning.

“Ms. Galaxy… Are you okay for a moment?”

To Eunha, who was clearing the table after some guests had left,

The ‘mouse’ who was discussing something with Banharin approached.

Whirlwind.

She licks her lips as she wraps her thin rat tail around Eunha’s waist.

… … .

… … .

“Baby… where did you go?”

That kind of story.

Just… a story about the end of dawn.

Kkuddeuk…

Galaxy House Bedroom.

In that place where pure white snow had piled up, something warm rose up.

In the empty bedroom, a pure white frost formed,

A beast wearing a human skin moves its numerous hands to feel around.

[The Saintess of Oblivion], who was looking out the bedroom from the window, clicked her tongue slightly and retreated downstairs.

“Where did you go so late at night, baby?”

4 o’clock in the morning.

A time when darkness is deep.

A pure white beast left the house and headed to the restaurant.