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

Sivir changed into the faint yellow dress and came out of the bathroom with a blush.

Expectedly, the other set of lingerie fitted her perfectly as well.

She felt that she had been spied on and it was the kind that saw into her deepest places.

However, she had to admit that this set of clothing felt so comfortable. It was light and soft, but not overly translucent.

Furthermore, looking at herself in the dress in the mirror, this was the first time that she realized that she could actually look so good in a dress.

"Sivir, this dress is so pretty and it fits you perfectly." Miya's eyes lit up when she saw Sivir.

"Thank you." Sivir nodded slightly, her face becoming even redder.

He was a man that she seldom interacted with, and yet he had prepared clothes that fitted her perfectly. This was hard to explain.

"Let's go down. There are exciting performances waiting for us." Miya pulled Sivir's hand and brought her downstairs.

When they passed by the kitchen, Sivir glanced at Mag with complex emotions. She didn't know if she should praise him for having good taste and assessment skills, or scold him for being a disgusting lecher.

"Hmm. It fits her well." Mag had also noticed her. He deliberately walked to the door and nodded at her with satisfaction.

She removed her sauve leather armor and pants and changed into this long dress. She also let down her tightly tied up long hair. Sivir with her hot figure and tan complexion, looked a little like a supermodel.

He wondered how she would look in that leopard print swimsuit.

"Wow, Big Sister Sivir looks so pretty after changing into a dress," Amy said loudly.

Everyone looked over with an appreciative expression.

This gaze made Sivir feel a little uncomfortable, but a little happy at the same time.

She had never worn a dress since she became a mercenary and took over the Rose Mercenary Squad 10 years ago.

Normal people might be attracted by her hot figure, but after seeing that boomerang she had on her back, they would control themselves.

However, very few people would look at her with such an appreciative gaze like right now. The way they looked at her was just like how she looked at beautiful girls walking past her.

Angela looked at Sivir and said, "Gina has already sung three songs. Now, we'll let Sivir, who has changed into a pretty dress, perform for us."

"Me?" Sivir was taken aback before she instantly waved her hands, "I-I don't know how to sing or dance."

As a mercenary, all the skills she learned in the past few years had been about survival and getting stronger. None of them were entertainment skills like singing and dancing.

Angela shook her head and smilingly said, "It's fine if you don't know how to sing or dance. You can perform whatever you are good at. Didn't Amy just perform by shattering a rock on her chest?"

Sivir lowered her head to look at her chest. She felt that wouldn't have worked on her.

However, her gaze soon landed on the chopsticks holder on the table at the side. Her eyes lit up as she said, "I know what I can perform for you guys."

She went to the table and picked up a chopstick. She flicked her finger and drew a parabola before she tossed the chopstick out.

They saw that silver chopstick turn into a silver light and spin around the spacious hall twice before returning to Sivir's hand.Follow current novelenglish.net . s on ɴo(v)elꜰɪre.ɴet

"So cool!"

The four children stared in amazement and then they clapped.

The maidens also clapped in amazement.

It wasn't hard to do that. Almost everyone present could do that, especially Babla. As a spatial magic caster, she could make an object do any movement.

However, Sivir was different. What she used was pure technique. She used the strength of her wrist and fingertips to make the chopstick fly in a complex manner before returning to her hand.

This definitely needed long term practice before she could make it seem so easy

Sivir didn't expect everyone to respond so enthusiastically, so she performed a few other tricks like hitting the chopstick on a little wooden plaque on the door and making it rebounce back to her hand.

Everyone enjoyed the show happily.

Especially the children. They crowded around Sivir, saying that they wanted to learn.

However, just making the chopstick spin on their fingertips had stumped the little ones.

Instead, Annie was already spinning the chopstick on her fingertips quietly at the side.

This was a technique that many ace students could master without trying too hard.

Sivir relaxed completely after all the interaction. She sat in the crowd, watching others perform or chatting with the girls occasionally. She began to smile more and more.

Although the Rose Mercenary Squad had a great ambiance, their lifestyle was risky and dangerous. They were always tense when they were on a mission.

Furthermore, they stayed by themselves alone if they were not doing any missions. They mostly drank and ate meat when they gathered and chatted about the matters in the mercenary circle.

Sivir only realized that she really didn't have any female friends up until now. Perhaps, she didn't even treat herself as a woman most of the time.

However, she really liked this ambiance of singing, dancing and joking with the girls!

She felt that even her soul was relaxed. Everyone was sitting on the soft rug in a warm room. She was wearing a comfortable dress and surrounded by pretty maidens. It was simply too relaxing.

"The barbecue is ready. Let's eat and play at the same time." Mag came out with two big plates of kebabs and put them in front of the ladies.

"I'll go get the beer!" Miya jumped up. She soon returned with a lot of beer and distributed it to all the adults.

Eating kebabs with beer was fantastic!

Mag also sat among the ladies. He raised up his beer mug and smilingly said, "Let's cheer to celebrate in advance. Let's hope we all have a lot of fun on the trip."

"Cheers!"

Everyone raised their cups and only gulping sounds could be heard after that.

That night, all of them barbecued the meat, the giant crayfish and the oysters, drank beer and sang and danced to their hearts' content.

Later that night, Mag put down the glass and looked at the maidens who were drunk and lying on the rug. He burped and frowned.

He got up to clean up the mess first before setting all the ladies straight and covering them with a blanket as they slept on the floor.

Then, he carried his two daughters upstairs to let them sleep on the bed before taking a shower and sleeping in his room.

"Wow! It's the sea!"

"We're really at the beach!"

"It's so pretty. It looks just like a sapphire and I really can't see its end."

Early the next morning, Mag was woken up by sounds of exclamation.

After stretching himself, Mag pulled open the curtains to look at the blue sky and sea, and the rascals rolling about on the sandy beach without a care in front of the door.