I Opened a Restaurant in Honkai

After a whole afternoon of heavy-hearted work, Zhao Bai didn't see Rita again, but he didn't let his guard down. He quietly closed the door and sprinted back to the dorm at a hundred-meter-per-second pace, then started pounding on Theresa's room door.

"Director, you have to help me!"

"Stop with the theatrics."

A light, childish voice came from the room. Zhao Bai thought, Did my feigned urgency give me away? But it shouldn't have. Theresa's intelligence shouldn't be able to see through that. Usually, she'd offer a gentle lap pillow.

"Nine Dragon Flash!"

Another sharp cry. Zhao Bai blinked, finally realizing Theresa was playing a fighting game, likely using Kenshin Himura from the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū style.

After patiently waiting for a match to end, Theresa finally opened the door, not fully, just enough to stick her head out.

"What is it?"

"You absolutely won't believe who I met today."

Zhao Bai told Theresa everything about meeting Rita. The latter looked thoughtful, not making a decision immediately. After a pause, she slowly spoke.

"This matter, you should decide for yourself."

"Huh?"

"I don't know Rita very well. She's a cat-like woman... If you're confident, you can definitely have the maid attract customers to your shop, but you must be prepared."

"Most people at St. Freya Academy are girls. Who would a maid attract?"

ps: I'm very sorry, I made a serious mistake and wrote "Jie Mie" instead of "Godfall Sword." All previous chapters have been revised. I offer my sincerest apologies here, as I don't often play heavy sword characters.

Chapter Thirteen: Fu Hua, Be My Knight

"Do you really think Rita's charm is limited only to men?"

These were the Director's exact words. A woman like Rita possesses a fatal allure to everyone, regardless of gender. Men want to marry Rita, and women want to have a lesbian relationship with her.

Zhao Bai didn't feel much charm; he only felt fear. This woman was too unfathomable, and she wanted to probe the very foundation of his existence. The scent of roses was intoxicating. As a chef, Zhao Bai preferred ingredients that were balanced and harmonious; overly striking things weren't beautiful.

For instance, Zhao Bai didn't particularly like the fact that Rita had a large bust.

Since Theresa told him to handle it himself, Zhao Bai would handle it himself. It wasn't the first time he'd encountered someone trying to uncover his secrets; Rita was just a more troublesome type.

At least twenty people tried to find out Zhao Bai's secret every week. Nineteen of them ended up shedding tears over his delicious food, shaking hands in reconciliation, and keeping their lips sealed about the secrets of his kitchen.

The next day, Zhao Bai went about his business as usual, returning to the cafeteria to open shop.

Zhao Bai decided to make some food that the girls would like, while also practicing his extremely familiar wok-flipping skills. He prepared fresh tomato sauce and salad oil, along with ordinary, common, and completely unremarkable eggs.

Omurice.

Tender yellow egg wrapped around curry rice, with mayonnaise and ketchup used to draw on the eggskin. Biting through the eggskin revealed piping hot rice, along with chicken, carrots, and thick curry. It was fragrant with a hint of sweetness.

As expected, the signature dish was a great hit again today.

During the lunch break, Rita arrived again.

This time, Zhao Bai finally took the initiative. Without a word, he retreated into the kitchen and began preparing omurice again. There were no strange cooking utensils, only when he was drawing with tomato sauce and mayonnaise did Zhao Bai reveal his true power.

A large scythe dropped from the subspace, immense and light, as if woven from vines and rose branches.