Labyrinth Restaurant

"Thank you!

Alice, the paying girl, finished her account of a visitor to the store today and then dropped her off.

But clearly, he was a weird customer.

He's oddly odd even though he's a big guy looking up, and he was scared and scared about me.

For a moment, did they find out who this one is, the Demon Clan? I thought so, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

Weird in circles to that was the content of the dish to order.

I don't care if they say "the dish I deserve" or something.

I couldn't judge it by myself, so I talked to the Demon King in the kitchen for now.

When the demon king asked him about the style of the guest, so he replied that he was a "man about fifty years old", the demon king quickly started cooking.

Did all that information tell you what food your guests wanted?

After all, the Demon King is amazing.

And a few minutes later, the dish I was able to cook is Pudding a La Mode.

I was a little surprised because I imagined meat and alcohol from the look of that customer, but there's no mistake about what the Demon King would do, so it would be fine.

If that customer says he doesn't want to eat this dish, it's the wrong customer, not the Demon King.

If I make a mistake, I have to make that right.

It seemed worrisome to think of it as... etc.

The big customer of that body is obsessed with eating "Pudding a La Mode" made by the Demon King.

I'm a little jealous.

Will you make it for me too if I treat you to the Demon King later?

After eating, the customers looked refreshed and sunny as if they hadn't looked odd until just now. I'm sure the odd thing that happened earlier was because I was hungry.

But it's strange.

How did the Demon King know that the customer was craving "Prin-a-La-Mode" just because of the information about "a man about fifty years old"?

That's why I asked the Demon King about it at the dinner table.

But the answer is, "Because you're about fifty years old boy, right? Little kids like sweet things" was unexpected.

Sure, it's just a walking child for us demons, like fifty, but the human fifty should have been about the age of one step ahead of the old man.

To point that out, the Demon King looked surprised and said, "But if you were happy with me, it would be Aurai," laughing like a blindfold.

That demon king thing was cute somewhere, and I was followed and laughed at.

Oh, I feel so happy.