As I watch with admiration from the kitchen entrance, I hear a bang at a different table.

It's not Hermina and the others, but an adventurer.

You son of a b*tc*! You ate my steak!

'It's okay, just a little bit!

'Not a little! You said you wanted a bite, but you ate half of it!

You guys fighting? Trouble? I was worried, but it seemed to be just a silly argument.

You can have a bite. You take more than half a bite. I'll lose my temper. I guess.

It's a ridiculous situation, but the adventurers are so powerful and strong that I'm afraid to approach them.

'Big brother, take Aigfang's dice steak and stew to the two fighting...'

'...... you want me to go to that tense space?'

'You're a waiter now, right? I have to bring the food.'

Lettie then went back to the kitchen.

'Tori, please bring me two ales while you're at it.

'I wish my mother would just take it as it is.'

Do you want a frail maiden to go to such a dangerous place?

What was my mother, who was supposed to be strong in arms, saying at a time like this?

Even though I look at her like that, she doesn't intend to go, so I have no choice but to take her with me.

She's in a foul mood because her food has been eaten. If I bring her the food without talking, the atmosphere will naturally soften.

Do you think you're a fool?

'You're so angry over a single steak.

'Aaan?'

'Excuse me! Two Eigfang dice steaks, two stews, and two ales.

''............''

I wonder if it's because I entered the room just as the guy grabbed the other guy by the chest, and I feel a piercing stare from him.

The air in the cafeteria freezes, and I silently serve the food.

When I finished, I bowed politely and left the table.

The adventurer sat down in his chair without hesitation, perhaps having lost all his venom because the food and I had come at the right time to start a fight. The other party didn't seem to be making any fuss either.

'That's great, Tori. I don't know how you manage to bring the food in that atmosphere.

'I'm used to that kind of thing.'

Ralph, at a nearby table, speaks to me and I reply with a wry smile.

I was nervous for nothing because he grabbed me by the chest just as I was about to serve the food. The truth is that I really don't want to encounter such a situation, regardless of whether I am used to it or not.

This is the reason why I can't let Letty waitress at night. You never know what she might do when she's drunk.

Amidst the dizzying flurry of orders and shouts, I was working as a waitress for a while when suddenly there was a booming voice in the cafeteria.

I looked toward the voice and saw Natalia coming down from the second floor.

She was dressed in a chic black and purple dress and her hair was well combed.

As a prostitute, Natalia's nighttime is her domain, so it seems that she is just about to go to work.

She is even more beautiful now than she was during the day, and it is no wonder that the men are squealing with delight at the sight of her.

Looking at Natalia's beautiful, bewitching, and flawless appearance, one could be forgiven for thinking that she is a different person than she was during the daytime.

'Natalia! You'll have to deal with me tonight!

'Go to the restaurant, make a reservation, pay the money and I'll take you.

Natalia smiles a bewitching smile at the words that someone has just uttered.

d*mn it, I'm not ready for this!

'One night at the Butterflies of the Evening will blow 30 gold coins.

'Besides, Natalia is so popular, I hear she's booked up for the next six months.

How did such a popular girl end up here?

'You mean there's something here that money can't buy, right?'

Natalia greeted her acquaintance lightly and headed for the front door with a clack of her heels.

At the entrance, there was a handsome man in a suit, though she did not know if he was the brothel's guard or not.

However, no one notices him. Everyone is transfixed by the sight of Natalia, young and old.

Some of the guests are drinking ale and pouring it down their throats.

Natalia comes towards me and bends down to kiss me on the cheek.

'Well, I'm off.

'Uh-huh. Have a good day.

The kiss on the cheek, the good smell, the fact that my face was so close. Panicked by all these things, I managed to squeeze out a response in my voice.

Then Natalia giggled and walked out with a man to escort her.

While I was still stunned, Ralph, who was sitting nearby, slammed his cup on the table and shouted.

OLA! Tori! Your plate and cup are empty! Take it out of my way!''

'Same here! I'm in the way with all these plates piled up!

'This one's spilled ale, wipe it up.

As if in response to Ralph's voice, all of the male customers are pushing me to work alone.

I could have eaten in a hurry and not had them push me to work.

Natalia's unintentional souvenir keeps me busy.

I'm busy with Natalia's unintentional souvenir.

'I'll be back tomorrow!

'Yes! Thank you!

As Ricotta sends off the last guest, the diner becomes instantly quiet.

The dinner hour is over and the people are on their way home.

After the peak of the guests, the inn is now quiet, a complete change from the dinner time.

In the kitchen we can hear the sound of dishes being washed, and I, my mother, and Ricotta are cleaning up.

Since no meals are served at this time of night, no guests come down to the inn.

I quietly take the plates to the kitchen as the fatigue of the dinner hour washes over me.


'You can leave now, too, Tori.

'Yeah? Okay.'

As I bring the plates to the kitchen, my father says I can go up now, and I do so without hesitation. I'm sure he'll have a lot of work to do afterwards, cleaning up and preparing breakfast, but it's time for the kids to go to bed.

By the way, Letty is already in bed. Her parents seem to be taking care of her, as if she were a ten-year-old girl.



'By the way, I'm going to have you sell lunches tomorrow, so get up early.'

'...... hey.'

He grunts in reply before leaving the kitchen.

I'm going to bed.

'Good night, Tori.

'Take care of the rest. Ricotta.

'You'll have to get up early tomorrow, okay?'

Yes.

After exchanging a few words with Ricotta and my mother, I go up to the fourth floor, and further up to the attic.

Up here I cannot hear anything from the first floor.

The dark room is faintly illuminated by the starlight coming in through the window.

Shifting my lazy body, I take off my apron and dive into bed.

I think to myself, 'I've worked hard today after all...'.

I woke up around 5:00 a.m. and stayed until 8:00 a.m. when the guests left. Then I cleaned the inn and rooms, did laundry, worked the reception desk, and took a nap. After that, I serve lunch, buy dinner, and serve dinner. .......

By simple arithmetic, I work about ten hours, right?

It seems like a lot in terms of hours, but I take naps along the way, and shopping is like playing. There are many free times during the work day, and I also have time to chat with customers. I don't have to sit at my desk all the time or be tense like I did in my previous life.

The early mornings are a bit of a problem, but I get my rest and plenty of sleep.

It's nothing compared to the job I had in my previous life.

It is better to work moderately and live a leisurely life.

In that sense, working as an innkeeper is not so bad.

I'll try to keep my health intact no matter what. I guess this is my absolute policy now.