A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)

"Handsome boy, do you wanna come in for a meal?"

"Handsome boy, do you wanna have a haircut?"

"Handsome boy, do you wanna have a massage? I'm very good at it."

Mag gradually lost himself in the calls of "handsome boy" as he walked through the streets of Carapace Island. Looking at the succubi who were standing in front of those small huts and calling out to him with warm smiles and sweet voices, he really respected them for their enthusiastic and unrestrained work attitude.

"These big sisters are so welcoming. They're all asking us to go and play in their houses." Amy peered around curiously as she waved to those friendly succubi big sisters.

"That's right. We don't often meet such friendly big sisters. Should we go in and play?" Irina asked Mag smilingly.

"Yes, we could, but it's not necessary," Mag replied with a serious expression. Trying to trap him? He wasn't that stupid.

However, this Carapace Island was really special. It made him feel like he was walking in the streets of Guangzhou. Maybe because the calls of "handsome boy" were too mesmerizing, he began to "float" after hearing them continuously.

"Then, where are we going now?" Amy asked curiously.

"We're going to buy a piece of land, and then build a restaurant," Mag answered softly as his gaze swept around. Most of the places on Carapace Island were occupied by seashell houses, and hundreds of thousands of demons lived on it, so it could be considered as a big island. The gap between the rich and poor was huge. The lower-class demons depended on fishing for their livelihood, while the upper and middle class exploited the lower-class demons or did some business for a living.

The lower-class demons lived on the uneven rocks in the outer perimeter of the island. Many of their houses would be blown away whenever the demonic winds blew.

As it got closer to the center, the terrain gradually became flatter, and a sizable town rose up from the ground. Although the houses there were also built with shells and rocks, their scale and size were completely different from those huts that could only accommodate one or two demons. Tall buildings and shops could be seen everywhere, and all kinds of demons were running all types of shops. It was a very bustling town.

Moreover, Mag even noticed that all the shops had a wooden plaque that had the three big words "Ten Kings Palace" carved upon it hanging on their doors. They were similar to the wooden tag that the old fisherman was wearing, albeit they were bigger and more intricate.

"We're going to have a seashell restaurant too?" Amy's eyes lit up, and anticipation was written all over her face.

"If Amy likes it, then we will have a seashell restaurant." Mag smiled and nodded. It was naturally the best if their style could blend in with Carapace Island.

Mag didn't see any shops with a "for sale" sign even after walking for some distance. He had to start all over again here, so the first thing he had to do was to obtain a piece of land so he could summon the mobile restaurant over to build a new restaurant.

"That shop seems to be selling land." Irina pointed at a shop with its doors closed at the street corner in the far end.

"Selling land."

Mag stared at the two big obvious words in the shop, and was rather amazed with this demon's directness when it came to doing business. But since there was a proper channel that sold land, it would save him a lot of trouble going around looking for a shop.

Mag approached that shop and reached out to tap on the door. He waited quite some time before a tall and strapping minotaur demon opened the door, and impatiently shouted, "What do you want?"

"We want to buy a piece of land," Mag replied calmly. This minotaur demon was only a 5th-tier. He could hit 10 of them with one single punch.

"Come in." The minotaur demon began to size up Mag. He couldn't identify his tribe nor estimate his strength, but he could vaguely sense that he wasn't any weaker than him. Hence, he started to tune down his attitude as he turned around and walked in.

The trio walked into the shop. This shop wasn't big, and it only had a table and three chairs—one of them was even missing a leg. The lighting was very dim, and there was a bovine stench in the air. Dozens of wooden plaques were hanging on the wall, and each of them had a bunch of keys hanging on it.

"It's so smelly." Amy walked through the door and then pinched her nose and walked out. She refused to go in again.

Irina also halted at the doorway before closing the door.

The minotaur demon walked to the wooden plaques, flipped through a few of them casually before he turned around, and asked Mag, "What kind of land do you want to buy? In the center of the island or at the periphery? Are you going to use it for your own stay or for business?"

"I intend to open a restaurant. It doesn't have to be in the center of the island, but it has to be spacious," Mag replied after a moment of pondering.

"What a troublesome request." The minotaur demon turned back again to flip through those wooden plaques. He plucked a wooden plaque off a corner of the wall and tossed it to Mag. "This piece of land. 150,000 copper coins. All cash."

"You're not showing us the place first?" Mag said as he took a glance at the address and space area written on the wooden plaque.

"Showing? Ha, no such service. Buy it if you want to, or don't," the minotaur demon said impatiently. "Leave if you're not buying. I'm going back to sleep."

Mag flipped the wooden plaque around in his hands. General information on the house was written on it. It had six rooms and a garden, so the size should be quite generous.

"Deal." Mag took out a money bag and poured its contents onto the table. The golden dragon coins landed onto the table and made a clear and crisp sound. "You may count them."

The minotaur demon's eyes lit up as he squatted in front of the table and counted the money. He finished counting the 150 dragon coins very soon.

The minotaur demon kept his dragon coins and pulled out a thick booklet from underneath the table as he said to Mag, "Tell me your name. I need to register your name, and that piece of land will belong to you."

"Hades," Mag replied.

The minotaur demon wrote down the name with a crooked handwriting, and then wrote a

serial number before taking out a seal from the drawer and pressing hard on that name. He nodded at Mag. " Mr. Hades, that wooden plaque will be the proof that you own the house. The deal is done. You can go and see your new house now."

"Alright." Mag gave a small nod. The procedure was much easier than he'd expected. He kept the wooden plaque and prepared to leave.

The minotaur demon kept his booklet and then looked at Mag's back while reminding, "Oh, yes. If you have just arrived at Carapace Island, I'll suggest that you go and buy a protective amulet from the Ten Kings Palace. Your life will be very difficult if you don't have a protective amulet."

"Thank you." Mag nodded slightly before pushing the door open and walking out. He took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, and shook the plaque at Irina and Amy as he smilingly said, "Let's go. We will make a trip to the Ten King's Palace to buy a protective amulet first, and then we can go to our new home."

"Ten Kings Palace? Shouldn't those fellows be protecting themselves first?" Irina asked Mag with a frown.