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

“You’re a ghost for the first time!” Mag reached out and bounced her head, what was there, turned and walked towards the stairs, and said, “I’m worried that the taste on your body will be met by guests. Complaints, restaurant employees must ensure that they are neatly dressed, have no odor, and do not give guests a bad dining experience. ”

“That’s it.” Connie’s expression that so that’s how it is, followed Mag up the stairs.

“I’ll get you a set of work clothes, red, yellow, blue. What color do you like?” Mag asked.

“I like blue, the color of the sky,” Connie replied quickly.

“Okay.” Mag slightly nodded, went upstairs, and took Connie into the bathroom first.

“What a big faucet!” Connie stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the shower head, a little scared.

Immediately after seeing several faucets, his expression became even more tense. Is Mister Mag really a faucet killer?

“This is the shower switch. After turning on, there is constant temperature hot water. This is shampoo and shower gel. The red one is to wet the hair and then apply it. You can wash the stains on the hair. After washing, rinse the foam with water. The black bottle is used to wash the body. After applying it to the body, it should also be rinsed with water. “Mag introduced, looking back at Connie,” Do you understand? “

“Understand … Understand.” Connie nodded, secretly swallowing again: “But … do you really want me to face that many faucets alone? I’m a little scared … you … can you and me Wash them together? “

“No.” Mag refused indifferently, and tried to trick him into helping him take a free bath, but he wasn’t stupid.

“I’ll put your clothes on a stool at the door. You wash it and take it yourself. I’ll go downstairs in a while.” Mag stepped out of the bathroom.

“Come, don’t leave me here alone …” Connie clutched Mag’s corner, pitifully, in a small room, there were 4 faucets, which was too terrifying!

“My restaurant doesn’t accept guests with strange smells on the body.” Mag withdrew his clothes corner from Connie’s hand, then closed the bathroom door, and couldn’t help whispering, “Does the beastman tribe have a tradition of bathing? “

As soon as the bathroom door was closed, Connie was alone.

She leaned against the door and looked nervously at the four faucets scattered throughout the bathroom.

The bathroom is large and the temperature is very warm. Inside is a large white tank, which looks like it should be used for bathing.

“I … I was forced, I didn’t mean to offend, please … please don’t blame me, don’t scare me … I just wash and leave …” Connie said with her hands folded at the faucet and shower head, with a pious look Said, and then turned around and saw himself in the mirror.

“Ah! What is this? Why is it so clear that it illuminates my beauty.” Connie looked at the mirror for a moment, even a crystal mirror didn’t look so clear.

However, she soon found sweat stains and mud on her face, neck, and arms. She ran for more than ten days in a row and did not have time to take a shower. When she smelled it carefully, she did have a sour smell.

“Oh my god! Is this the smell I have on me?” When Connie’s face collapsed, he took off his clothes and looked up at the shower, which is much larger than the average faucet. Some regrets: “Sir Long, I’ll borrow a little of your water. If you’re dead, go to Boss.”

Then unscrewed the switch.

The warm water sprayed from the shower, dripped from the top of her head, and wet her hair and body.

“喵~”

Comfortable, she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, the hot water was washing on the body, and the fatigue accumulated along the way was quickly eliminated.

“It’s so comfortable!” Connie couldn’t help but praise, the heat quickly permeated the entire bathroom, fair’s skin turned pink, and she washed the stains on her body.

“He just said this is for washing hair, this is for washing the body, why use this strange liquid?” After taking a hot bath, Connie’s eyes fell aside on shampoo and bathing He showed up, hesitated a moment, or stretched out his hand to learn the method of Mag’s previous backlog of the lid, and a milk-white liquid sprayed out, and she couldn’t touch her face.

“wu!”

Connie closed her eyes subconsciously, then touched the liquid on her face with her hands, slippery, sticky, strange feel.

However, it has a very special fragrance, like a floral fragrance, with a pleasant fragrance, not too tired, and it feels familiar.

“Is this a shampoo?” Connie looked at the lotion in her hand, swiped it on her head, grabbed it casually, and it turned into many white bubbles.

“Wow, there are bubbles!” Connie eye lit up, put the white foam on her mouth and blew gently, watching the falling foam smile.

After washing her hair, she tried the shower gel again. The shower gel was slippery on her body, and a lot of foam appeared after a light rub. After washing, a faint fragrance was emitted from her body.

“Oh! I see, this is the smell of Mister Mag!” Connie eye lighted up, the sour smell on her body had completely disappeared, her hair and body were clean, her delicate skin was white and red, looking at She couldn’t help but want to bite herself in the mirror.

“Did I really look ugly? Why didn’t Mister Mag have any interest in sleeping? Or was it too young?” Connie looked at herself in the mirror, sighed with pity and self-pity, and was hit hard.

“By the way, he said he had prepared clothes for me. What kind of clothes would it be?” Connie was thinking with anticipation. Since she left the tribe, she hasn’t worn warm clothes. She doesn’t want beautiful little skirts now. I want a warm and comfortable outfit.

Standing at the door, the cat’s ears moved, and after making sure there was no one outside, she cautiously opened the bathroom door. As soon as the door opened a gap, she saw a small stool placed at the door with a There is a piece of paper on the top of the blue suit, with words and patterns.

“Wow, it’s the color of the blue sky.” Connie’s eyes lit up, and she reached for her clothes and the piece of paper.

“The correct way to wear bra …” Connie whispered softly, then took out a little dress with a lace edge from the clothes, wondering: “What is this again? This pattern looks good, isn’t it? Is it worn outside? “

Mag leaned his legs, drinking afternoon tea leisurely, hearing the footsteps, looking back, looking at the sky blue jacket wearing a suit of neat and tidy, and then coat a Connie with a black lace edge bra, directly into the mouth The tea sprayed out.