Chapter 193 - Even The Cat Eats Better Than Them!

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“You’re no better or younger than me,” Krassu snapped, taking his stand at the head of the sweet line.

The atmosphere had got tense again.

The sweet line felt a lot better now that Krassu was here. They didn’t mind the old man standing at the head of the line. Actually, they had been saving that spot for him—their leader.

“That’s the owner of the restaurant, Gloria,” said Lucia with a smile. “The food he makes is just unbelievable. You should definitely try the tofu pudding and Yangzhou fried rice. I’m sure you’ll like them.”

“But I can’t eat much,” she said, staring at Mag. His smile was so… warm.

She remembered that her father also used to hold her when she was little.

Since those ugly freckles appeared, she had been avoiding people. She wore her veil all the time, even before her father.

Her father was still kind to her, but she felt he had grown distant, for she hadn’t seen him smile for a long time.

She has a good father, Gloria thought as Amy stroked the cat’s head.

Lucia smiled. “I also thought I couldn’t eat much, until I tried the food here.” I don’t need to convince her how good the food is here. The food will speak for itself.

“We’re not open yet. Please wait a little longer,” Mag said with a smile. He didn’t want to interfere in their fight. He beckoned Amy to come in.

“See you later, Master Half-beard and Master Turtle,” Amy said to Krassu and Urien. She picked the kitten up and smiled. “Did you miss me, Ugly Duckling?”

The kitten nodded. “Meow!” It looked very happy to see Amy.

Is it somewhat of a masochist? Mag closed the door, giving the kitten a surprised look.

“Father, did it behave while I was away?” Amy asked Mag.

Mag took a look at the kitten which was staring at him with imploring eyes, and nodded with a smile. “Yeah, I guess.”

Amy turned to face the kitten. “Since you didn’t cause Father too much trouble, I’ll let you have two bowls of tofu pudding at lunch, and you don’t need to run.”

“Meow, meow, meow!” the kitten cried in delight. It rubbed itself against her hand, licking her fingers.

“Don’t get fat, or I won’t hold you anymore,” Amy warned.

Ugly Duckling nodded solemnly. “Meow, meow.”

Its bowls are smaller, so I guess it’s all right for it to eat that much, Mag thought as the kitten stared at the food on the table.

If I let it use the normal bowl, it might get fat in no time.

He made two bowls of tofu pudding for it, one sweet and one savory, and gave it some fried rice with chopped stewed lean meat on it.

Some customers sighed silently when they found even the cat ate better than them.

Yabemiya was standing with a roujiamo in her hand and didn’t know what to do. “Go behind the counter to eat your roujiamo, Miya,” Mag said with a smile. “Next time, lower the shades beforehand.

She nodded. “Yes, Boss.” She went behind the counter and started eating. Her face reddened, and her tail came out again, waving back and forth on the floor.

Ugly Duckling was eating beside the counter. It lifted its head suddenly and stared at her tail warily. After a while, it got back to its food again.

“Father, I like Sister Miya’s tail. Why is she always trying to hide it?” asked Amy.

“It’s her choice. We should respect it,” Mag said as Amy held a glass of water. “Do you want to eat now or later?”

Amy thought for a moment, and answered, “Later. I like the looks on their faces when they watch me eat.”

Mag nodded with a smile. “Okay.” Many first-timers couldn’t resist the food after watching Amy eat.

Mag took a bite of fried rice. “Did you have fun at school today? Did you learn any magic spells?”

Amy shook her head, looking disappointed. “No, Master Half-beard said he would teach me magic spells tomorrow. He taught me the theory today.” Then her eyes lit up. “But I got to play with Daphne after class.”

Mag stroked her head. “Well, try to remember everything he teaches you and behave at class. You can play all you want after class.”

Amy nodded. “Yes, Father.”

After he finished his lunch, Mag made two bowls of tofu pudding and a roujiamo for Amy. He walked to open the door. “Welcome! Please come in!” he said with a smile.

The customers’ arguing over which tofu was better died down instantly. Krassu and Urien walked in together. “A sweet tofu pudding,” Krassu said. “A savory tofu pudding,” said Urien at almost the same time. They exchanged a glare and took their seats.

Many customers walked in two by two. However, Harrison and his friends walked in one by one since they were too fat. It was a small victory for sweet tofu pudding people.

Mag was trying hard not to smile. Then, he noticed a girl in a black cloak and a black veil. He felt she was looking at him too.