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

Chapter 1121 Do You Want To Learn How To Battle From Me?

The Golden Dragon was flying around haphazardly, but under the guidance of the Frost Dragon, she slowly grasped the techniques of flying. She gradually began to fly normally and attempt certain techniques like turning and rising.

“Wow… It’s so fun!”

The Golden Dragon glided across the top of the mountain, and dived across the stream before flitting over the forest. She left peals of laughter behind.

Elizabeth appeared at the peak and looked at Miya, who had already grasped the techniques of flying. She smiled as she said to herself, “She indeed has great talent.”

Yabemiya landed on the top of the mountain after she had enough of the fun. She retracted her wings and transformed into a human again.

“Aiyah! My clothes!”

As soon as she touched down, she discovered her clothes were already in tatters after being shredded during her transformation. She quickly covered her bosom and down under.

“Thank goodness, my boobs are still here!”

She heaved a sigh of relief after holding onto her bosom.

“Sis, my clothes are gone. What do I do now?” Yabemiya looked at Elizabeth at the side for help.

“Giant dragons don’t need clothes. However, it is indeed a hustle after we transform into human form. You can transform your scales into any types of clothes you like,” Elizabeth said, and demonstrated a trivial spell.

Yabemiya blinked, and then tried to use that spell. A golden beam flashed, and a set of maid clothes that was identical to the one she was wearing earlier appeared on her body.

“It really appeared!” Yabemiya looked at the clothes on her body with elation. She reached out to touch them. Apart from the smooth texture, the design was exactly the same as her original clothes.

However, these were transformed from her scales, so when she touched them with her hand, it felt like her skin was being touched. She wasn’t used to the sensation.

Seems like I have to ask Boss for another set of clothes. Otherwise, it would be rather inconvenient during work, Miya thought.

Elizabeth continued, “Clothes that are transformed from scales will not be damaged during our transformation. So, if you intend to wear normal clothes, try not to transform on that day.”

“Yes.” Yabemiya nodded. She hesitated for a while before asking, “Sis, I have something that I have alway wanted to ask you.”

“Huh?”

“I want to know: who was the one who injured you? Who gave you such severe injuries?” Yabemiya asked seriously as she gazed into Elizabeth’s eyes.

Surprise flashed across Elizabeth’s eyes. She pondered for a moment before shaking her head. “You don’t need to know about that.”

“No, I want to know,” Yabemiya said with a determined look. “You are my only family. Although I am not as strong as you, I want to protect and stay by your side.”

Elizabeth felt as if her heart had skipped a beat. Looking at the determined Miya, she had a warm feeling in her heart.

Nobody had said anything like that to her before. Nobody said that they would stay with her, and none had promised to protect her.

Even her own mother had been cautioning her since she was young that she was the only person responsible for her life. Nobody would protect her or stay by her.

After a period of silence, she calmly asked, “Do you want to learn how to battle from me?”

Yabemiya was stunned for a moment before nodding. “Yes. I want to learn.”

“Alright. When you are able to protect me, I will tell you everything.” Elizabeth nodded and curled her lips. She spread out her hands and transformed into a Frost Dragon again. She took to the sky and looked down at Yabemiya. “From today onward, I will train with you for three hours every night before bed.”

“Alright.” Yabemiya nodded and transformed into a Golden Dragon too. She took off and followed after the Frost Dragon.

…

“You are late.” Mag looked at Camilla, who was wearing a black dress with a high slit, a black cape, and a gauze hat, with his arms crossed. Frowning, he said, “And where is your uniform?”

“Even though I have agreed to join your restaurant, it’s not up to you to decide when I want to come to work and what I want to wear,” Camilla said to Mag with a smirk.

The black cat servant who was wearing a black robe stepped forward, and said in a shrill voice, “Do you know what our madam’s status is? How could a mere human like you order her around?”

“Since this is the case, I will have to make the Photostone public and let everyone see that our honorable countess is actually a masochist, hmm?” Mag said with a smile.

Camilla’s expression froze on her face. If the Photostones were shown to the public, then wouldn’t Miss Gloria know that she was a masochist? No! This simply couldn’t happen! She had to have a perfect image in Miss Gloria’s heart.

Camilla immediately cleared her throat, and cowardly said, “Erm, I didn’t sleep well yesterday, so I woke up late today. I will be punctual tomorrow.”

“Madam…” The voice of the black cat servant had a tinge of shock in it.

Mag’s gaze lingered on her cleavage for a moment before he asked, “How about the clothes?”

“I have brought the clothes along. I will change after I reach the restaurant.” Camilla looked around. “After all, given my status, how am I going to meet people again if people find out I am working here?”

“Service staff are a respectable vocation.” Mag rolled his eyes. However, he didn’t continue to say much after seeing Camilla’s cautious behavior. He let her through the door first.

The black cat servant wanted to follow her in too.

“The restaurant doesn’t allow pets to enter, staff are also not allowed to bring pets to work, either.” Mag put out his hand to stop that servant in black robes. Although he looked human-like at first, he was well aware of what was beneath it.

“I am Caesar, the most loyal servant of the countess. I have to stay with the countess at all times—”

“Wow! Such a big black cat!”

Before Caesar could even finish speaking, the black robes were torn away by Amy, who appeared out of nowhere. Caesar, who was hovering in mid-air, got a shock and dropped to the ground with a “meow.” It arched its back, and all its black fur bristled as it looked at Amy in a panic.

“Meow~”

Ugly Duckling jumped out from Amy’s back and stood in front of Amy. Its claws were exposed from its fat paws as it looked at Caesar expectantly.

“Meow~”

Caesar’s tail immediately went in between its legs. It huddled on the ground, not making a move as it peeked at Ugly Duckling secretly.

“Useless.” Camilla turned to look at Ceasar and waved her hand. “Go back home.”

“Meow~”

Caesar behaved as if it was pardoned. It couldn’t even speak as it turned and disappeared.