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

Chapter 1044 I Treat You Like My Big Sister, But You Actually Want To Be My Mother

Early in the morning, Mag saw Amy sitting at the head of his bed like a duck the moment he opened his eyes. She was looking at him with a worried gaze.

Mag sat up and gently asked, “What’s the matter, Amy? Why did you wake up so early?”

“I dreamt that the kindest person tripped and fell last night.”

“And then?”

“So, I decided to ask you after I woke up. Does it hurt?”

Amy reached out and touched Mag’s head with her little hand with a worried expression.

Mag felt his heart tremble. Why was this little one so sweet early in the morning? It warmed the cockles of his heart.

He raised his arms with a blissful smile, and said, “Father is alright. Although I had a fall, I leaped up before I even touched the ground. See, I am totally fine.”

“It’s fantastic that Father is alright.” A smile appeared on Amy’s face too.

“Alright, Father will get up and make breakfast for you now.” Mag patted the little one’s head and got out of bed. He went down after he washed up. Then, he noticed the system’s video recording in his brain.

Mag tapped open the video recording as he drank a cup of water.ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ Noᴠelꜰire

In the video recording, two minotaur demons were attacking the restaurant, but they were repelled by the restaurant’s defense system. Mag almost choked on the water he was drinking.

“These two stupid thieves came in the middle of the night? But System, your Rebound technique is rather interesting.” Mag, who finally managed to stop choking, praised the system in his mind. Too bad there wasn’t internet in this world, or else this video would definitely go viral.

Putting down the glass, Mag went to take a look at the door that was kicked and smashed last night. A letter fell down from the handle the moment he opened the door.

“What’s going on?” Mag asked.

Mag picked up the envelope. On the green envelope, a graceful handwriting wrote: To Mr. Mag. private and confidential.

“Someone wrote a letter to me? I do not have any friends I need to communicate with by mail.” Mag was puzzled. The handwriting seemed to belong to a woman. He prepared to tear open the envelope as he mumbled, “This shouldn’t be a love letter, I guess?”

“Did someone write a love letter to Father?” Amy, who suddenly appeared downstairs, popped over and stared at the letter in Mag’s hands curiously.

“No, no. This is just a normal letter.” Mag shook his head rapidly. Although he was very touched earlier, this little one was still undeniably a spy. Some words couldn’t reach Irina’s ears, or else it would be inexplicable.

“It’s okay, Father. I won’t tell Big Sister Irina. Read to me what is in the letter,” Amy pleaded as she shook Mag’s arm.

“Okay, okay, okay. I’ll read it.” Mag relented due to Amy’s shaking. He tore open the envelope and began to read, “Mr. Mag, I love you…”

Mag could only read one line. He couldn’t continue with the rest of the words.

This… This is really a fu*king love letter!!!

Shouldn’t a professional love letter start by expressing the person’s unrequited lovesickness before expressing his affection reservedly, followed by an appropriate ending?!

Who would go straight to the point immediately! This kind of standard… Only a primary school kid could have written it, right?

Mag’s complaining spirit had begun to go into a frenzy.

However, talking about love letters, he remembered that in his younger days, he had a crush on a little girl with a ponytail sitting in front of him. After suppressing his lovesickness for three days, he couldn’t help but begin to write a love letter. He could still remember the content vaguely: “Oh! My Juliet…”

Alright, Mag didn’t want to reminisce too much.

Anyway, he was indeed shocked by this straightforward opening.

“It’s really a love letter! Who could have written it? Maybe she hopes to be my mother?” Amy looked at the letter in Mag’s hands curiously. Many people had appeared in her head.

“Big Sister Gina doesn’t know how to write. Big Sister Miya, Big Sister Elizabeth, Big Sister Babla, Big Sister Firis, Big Sister Gloria, Teacher Luna, Big Sister Scheer… and Big Sister Shirley. All of them seem to be interested in Father… so who wrote this love letter? Big Sister Irina has so many love rivals. What do I do…”Amy mumbled softly with a difficult expression.

“Hmm… Amy, this could just be a prank. What era are we in now? Who in her right mind would write a love letter? It’s so outdated. Hahaha…” Mag laughed in a polite yet awkward manner. Even though he was actually also very curious who wrote this, a chill travelled up his back as he heard Amy’s murmur.

If this got into Irina’s ears, who knew how many punishments would be waiting for him.

“It’s fine, Father. I will find the person who wrote you this love letter,” Amy consoled with a smile.

I’m more afraid of you like this… Mag mused in his heart.

…

As usual, Firis was the first to reach the restaurant.

Amy went to Firis immediately the moment she stepped in. Smiling, she asked, “Big Sister Bean Sprout, do you like Father?”

“Ah?” Firis was stunned. When she regained her wits and realized what Amy was asking, she blushed instantly. She glanced at Mag, who seemed to have lost all his hopes of living at the side, and quickly retrieved her gaze. She tugged at her skirt as she shyly said, “I… I… Boss is a very nice person. I… I think everyone will like him.”

“So, you mean that you like my father, right?” Amy blinked as she softly mumbled, “I treat you like my big sister, but you actually want to be my mother…”

“I… I did not…” Firis’s face was as red as an apple. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to hide in between crevices on the floor.

“Then, did you write a love letter to Father?” Amy continued to ask.

“Love letter?” Firis was stunned again, but she quickly shook her head decisively this time. “No.”

“Alright, I believe you.” Amy nodded with disappointment.

Someone wrote a love letter to Mr. Mag? Who is targeting Mr. Mag this time? Firis went into the kitchen. She felt as if someone had suspended her heart.

Then, Miya, Elizabeth, and Babla began to arrive at the restaurant.

“Big Sister Miya, Big Sister Elizabeth, and Big Sister Babla, do you like Father?” Amy asked the three of them.

“I do. I super like Boss.” Miya nodded with a serious expression.

Elizabeth glanced at Mag. “He is a good man.”

Babla glanced at Mag too before she coughed softly, and said, “I will never like men.”

“Then, did you write a love letter to him?”

Amy continued to ask.