I open a restaurant in hell

Ah, a wonderful day has begun again!

Mark, a dedicated employee, stood by the door of the restaurant wearing a mask, with his back straight, his hands behind his back, and his head held high, waiting for the guests to arrive.

Chef Dante, on the other hand, was as bored as a puddle of liquid, sitting on a pulley bench and shuttling back and forth in the back kitchen, waiting for Mark to name the dishes.

For Dante, who is afraid of society, the kitchen is a good work area. Another point is that the original devil hates sinners.

When he saw that Dante was a sinner and a devil, he mouthed CNM and walked away. He simply hid in the kitchen and just cooked, while Mark served the dishes.

The number of demons visiting gradually increased, but it only lasted a few days, and business became deserted again.

But this also means that the place he chose is relatively stable... maybe?

Ding's schedule only allows him to get up at 10 a.m., get off work at 9:21 p.m., and rest on Saturdays and Sundays.

Get up, get off work, rest.

I just don’t have time to work.

But Mark would enthusiastically get up early every time, and the effect of getting up early was that Dante would go to work much earlier.

This is indeed a good thing for a restaurant, but it is a torture for Dante, an otaku who has no ambition, just wants stability, and just wants to mess around and lie flat.

He would rather lie in bed and talk nonsense to himself all day long than go to work.

The system asked him, wouldn't you feel guilty if you lie down all day?

Dante said categorically no.

In fact, Dante could have said directly: "I am the boss! Stop working! Go rest!"

Dante thought about this, but felt it was inappropriate. After all, Mark liked his job very much.

And saying this is a bit like the plot in a novel, where the boss of a bankrupt company abandons his employees and runs away.

Thinking of this, Dante shook his head and sighed, feeling deeply powerless.

"I was a human in my previous life, and a ghost in this life... I still can't escape the fate of working..."

Although I haven’t done anything, I’m so tired…I really want to get off work! !

That’s not right! I am the owner of this restaurant and Mark is an employee of this restaurant!

Depend on! Go against Tiangang!

Employees should listen to their boss! I won’t be able to go to Class B! Whoever you love will fall in love with you!

Dante stood up and walked out of the kitchen door with a firm look.

Sorry Mark, I don't want to go to work!

Suddenly a cold mechanical sound sounded.

[Become a capitalist·Task progress 2/5!]

[Congratulations on getting the reward! 50 cups of bubble milk tea! A big cup! 50 cups of lemon tea! Big cup! 】

Dante: Huh?

Dante stood in front of the door for 14 seconds, then took back his hand that was about to open the door, returned to the chair backwards, and spoke in a calm tone.

"The system will explain."

[I want you to add some sugar...]

"You TM..."

[Why! Wait a minute, don’t rush to scold me! Originally, these 100 cups were all pearl milk tea.

I was afraid that you would get tired of it, so I applied to the headquarters for a long time! I just replaced half of it with lemon tea! you say! Am I great! ]

I'll beat you up! ?

Hearing this, Dante didn't say anything, and silently opened the inventory that he hadn't looked at for a long time.

Looking at the 50 cups of pearl milk tea and lemon tea lying quietly, he took out a cup of pearl milk tea, which was hot.

It's unmistakable, that's the brand.

He took off his mask, inserted the matching straw and drank happily, but the straw was a bit thick.

"Well, that's what it tastes like! By the way, why has the progress of the capitalist's task increased?" It's really delicious.

[Hey, do you still know about this mission? I thought you forgot. ] The system said with a tone full of disdain.

He had indeed forgotten the mission.

Dante coughed a few times and said guiltily.

"Ahem...this is a task issued by Goldfinger! How could I forget?"

It tastes so good. I’ll give it to the kid to try it later.

"By the way, why has the progress bar of this task increased? I haven't even completed this task."

After saying that, Dante took a big sip of the milk tea in his hand and lost half of it. The straw was really thick.

[The diameter is 5.5 cm, you suck it so well...]

What?

[Nothing, as the name suggests, the task of becoming a capitalist is more like the boss, the faster the task progress will be, but it may become more difficult as you go forward. ]

[The reason for the first increase is because you have employees, tools to make money. ]

[I analyzed that the reason for the second increase may be due to [exploitation]. ]

"Ah? Exploitation? Is there any? Am I not very good to him?" Dante looked in disbelief, and the system continued to analyze.

[Listen to me first! He does the front desk reception, cleaning, kitchen dishwashing, mascots, and waiters all by himself, and you don't pay him a salary. Isn't this exploitation? ]

"No? Everything else is acceptable. What's going on with this mascot? This one definitely doesn't exist, right?!"

[I don’t know about the remaining three that have not increased, but the final outcome of the capitalists... is to hang street lights!]

Dante actually heard a trace of the last sentence of the system, "Hang up the street light!" No, it was undisguised anticipation and excitement!

Dante said to the system with a satisfied expression on his face after eating the last pearl.

"So you want me to hang myself." After speaking, Dante put on his mask and adjusted his collar.

He has experience in this matter.

[Don't say it in such a bad way... It's a hang-up, hang it up... So you agree? ]

"That's it for now, why don't you agree?" With that said, Dante, who was sitting on the wheelchair, kicked his feet and slid toward the door.

That's right, I don't know if he got drunk from drinking milk tea, or if a muscle in his head was broken, or maybe he wanted to see his Mark.

He has a whole new job to do.

What Dante was thinking: When he was about to reach the door, he squatted on a stool, manually accelerated, and opened the back kitchen door! Jump, kick, turn, spin! ! Finally, he landed perfectly in front of Mark and gave him a cup of milk tea.

In fact: Squat on the stool, manually accelerate, open the back kitchen door, and here comes the key!

[What?~~~! ]

[F*ck!That’sgood~♂boy♂~]

Just as I was about to take off, two voices suddenly sounded in my head, which made me think of something extremely ecstatic, and the volume was extremely high!

Dante's body instantly lost balance and he fell directly on the chair. His body was as motionless as a sculpture, and because of inertia, he slid to the corner of the restaurant.

The retro swing clock hanging on the wall was ticking, which was given by the daily punch-in task.

40 seconds passed like this, during which Dante did not move. The system muted itself and laughed crazily.

Mark's little mind was running wildly, thinking, why did the boss do this?

If Mark hadn't put on the mask, Dante would have definitely seen the confusion revealed in Mark's clear yellow eyes.

After all, I am still a child and cannot understand such advanced art.

Why doesn't the boss move?

"Boss? Do you need help?" Mark asked worriedly and took a few steps forward.

Hearing Mark's cry, Dante forced his shut-down brain to restart, and Dante's stiff limbs slowly fell to the ground.

Dante mysteriously waved to Mark to let him come over.

Mark was obviously stunned for a while before he came to his senses, and quickly walked to Dante, who was about to shut up in the corner of the restaurant.

Mark stood upright waiting for the boss's order.

Dante didn't raise his head, just stood on tiptoes and slowly turned to face Mark, holding out his two hands as if holding something.

In Mark's confused eyes, Dante shook his hands, and straws and milk tea appeared out of thin air in Dante's hands.

Under the mask, Mark's mouth turned into an O-shape and he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

Dante handed the milk tea to Mark, and Mark took it blankly.

Mark still can't believe that his boss can do magic? ! !

“Pearl milk tea is delicious.”

Dante's words brought Mark, who was imagining himself being carried by his boss flying in the air in the Arrogance Ring, back to reality.

Dante still didn't look up, pointing at the milk tea and said.

"Be firm when inserting it, otherwise you won't be able to insert it."

He was picking up a dog leash for Dante... No, the system that was picking up the lanyard paused for a moment, then shrugged and continued to pick up the lanyard.

Mark put the milk tea on the ground, held the straw in one hand and inserted it hard. After inserting it, he picked it up with both hands. He took off his mask and opened his mouth wide to suck at the straw, but he didn't drink it.

Mark sucked harder, and the last bit of saliva flowed down the straw. His cheeks were deflated, but he didn't drink a drop.

Dante looked up slightly and asked the system.

"System, a little more detailed..."

[No! ]

Before Dante finished speaking, the system interrupted him directly.

The system applied a unique filter to Mark and then watched Mark drinking milk tea attentively. The corners of his mouth that raised from time to time were suppressed by him with all his strength.

Seeing how hard Mark was drinking, Dante wanted to pour the milk tea directly into the bowl and let him drink it.

Thinking of Dante putting his hand on Mark's shoulder, this action startled Mark, who was concentrating on sucking the straw. Just as a pearl got stuck in his throat along the straw, Mark took a step back.

Dante's hand on Mark's shoulder fell to the floor. Although the hand didn't hurt, Dante's heart felt as uncomfortable as being tightly strangled by a soft cloth.

He dislikes me...

And Dante didn't know about Mark's series of operations since the milk tea pearl got stuck in his throat.

[The system warns ordinary human cubs not to try it easily! ]

What should I do if the devil cub gets stuck in its throat after drinking milk tea pearls?

Mark grabbed his throat with his left hand, calmly took a step back, opened his mouth wide and started digging with his right hand.

Dante said to Mark without raising his head and drooping his head.

"Mark, why don't we just close the door today? I don't think there are many customers, so we can keep it open tomorrow..."

Halfway through Dante's words, the system who witnessed all this shouted anxiously.

[Dante, use the Heimlich maneuver! Mark, hurry up...]

The system stopped mid-sentence, and Dante couldn't hear what was being said because the system spoke too fast, so he continued to talk humbly with his head lowered and minding his own business.

"Mark, please rest for a while, today will be..."

"Haah...ha...huhu...it's out! Haah!"

In less than 10 seconds, Mark successfully pulled out the pearl.

Click... click... click...

Along with the pearls came out extremely thick and stringy saliva...

Dante, who was lowering his head and thinking about what had come out, was stunned for a moment when he saw the transparent crystal liquid on the floor that entered his field of vision.

Dante raised his head and saw Mark sweating on his forehead. His mouth was open with four cute tiger teeth in two rows, breathing heavily. There was drool at the corner of his mouth. His clothes were a little messy, and his small chest was heaving. The red face became even redder.

Mark had a victorious smile on his face, and his right hand was still holding the pearl he had just picked out from his throat, but it was covered with a lot of saliva, and the saliva flowed from his right hand to the floor.

After adjusting his breathing, Mark wiped his mouth with his left hand and inadvertently looked at the boss who was still lying on the bench. He found that his saliva was all over the floor... It seemed that a little bit of saliva dripped onto the boss's mask and was flowing towards him. Ding's "mouth" slipped.

"This...I...I'll wipe it clean for you!" Mark looked flustered. He wanted to wipe it with his hands but it was already covered with saliva. He wanted to use his clothes, but he couldn't bear to use his clothes, which were given by his boss.

For the first time, Mark had the idea of ​​resigning.

Paper on the front desk: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

At this moment, the pearl in Mark's hand popped out, and the saliva stuck to it was like the white tail of a cannonball when it was fired, and it happened to get stuck in Dante's "eye" inside.

Mark's brain froze on the spot.

Dante:?

Um? Something seems to be stuck to your left eye? Why was this baby so startled? what happened?

Dante thought so and reached out to wipe away the things blocking his vision.

Mark was horrified and couldn't dirty his boss's hands! I will do it myself!

Dante was already digging his "eyes" with his hands, but he couldn't pull them out because he was wearing gloves. Instead, the fingertips that the gloves wanted to pinch became even more slippery.

Then Mark's hand touched Dante's hand that was picking out his left eye. Dante's hand went straight in and really touched the eyeball.

Dante let out a cry, and the sticky pearl slid down his cheek, leaving a saliva mark and falling into Dante's mouth. Dante swallowed it instinctively.

[Holy shit! Imported pearls! ]

Dante:?

[Fuck me! Indirect kiss! ]

Dante: A kid who is so young knows nothing about indirect kissing! !

What Dante didn't know was that Mark not only learned about indirect kissing in the bar owned by his father, but also saw it with his own eyes and was fascinated by it. Therefore, he was slapped and touched by his own father, so he still remembers it. .

After the system mentioned this, Dante also thought of the scene where his brother and sister-in-law were making out together and Dante caught him.

Dante chuckled and said with a smile on his face.

"Mark, let me go to the bathroom... mop the floor." Dante said as he got up and went to the second floor.

Mark hid his hands behind his back and said with a blush on his face.

"Okay... okay." Did the boss just eat it?

Mark recalled the way Dante's Adam's apple rolled just now, and he couldn't help but swallow.

Then does this mean that my boss and I are...

Thinking of this, Mark touched his somewhat hot face with his hand.

It shouldn't count... after all, there are so many steps missing... But the boss seems to be very happy...

Mark blushed and walked blankly behind the front desk, took out a mop and wiped the floor that had just been drooled on. After wiping, Mark wiped all the places in the restaurant on the first floor like a chicken blood. All over.

Dante and the system in the toilet are engaged in a battle to defend his mother. Even the system with a supercomputer brain is only slightly better than Dante.

Only one of the rows of street lights outside the restaurant kept flashing, indicating that night was coming.

The car in the restaurant that I had observed before was also dancing up and down at the moment and making rough and euphemistic calls from time to time.