Chapter 117: Dining at Nancy’s Restaurant
Chapter 117: Dining at Nancy’s Restaurant
Thanks to the hard work of everyone involved behind the scenes (where I couldn’t see), the day finally arrived for the Queen to visit that disgusting Nancy’s restaurant.This time, unlike the previous visit, there were no young girls making the place lively and noisy, so that part was much easier. We didn’t need to plant any fake customers. As long as security was solid, it should be fine — assuming the Queen didn’t make any unreasonable demands.
We rode in the same carriage as before toward the shop. As we got closer, the street looked strangely clean. There was no trash on the ground. No people lying around. No broken carts or damaged doors and windows. Was the street always this clean? No, it definitely wasn’t. There was no horse manure, no traces of vomit, no rotting garbage. This was clearly the result of everyone’s desperate efforts.
They had cleaned and repaired the entire area just for today. I felt deep respect for all the people who worked so hard. It must have been exhausting... to turn that street into this.
Today, the carriage was going all the way to the front of the shop. Since there were no suitable shops nearby for the Queen to stop at, they decided it would be best to go straight there.
When the carriage stopped and we got out in front of the shop, I thought, What the hell is this? The shop had been completely transformed. The sign was brand new, with the words "Cafeteria" written in clear, readable letters. What happened to that door that used to look like it would dirty your hand just by touching it? It wasn’t brand new, but it had been thoroughly cleaned — or maybe hit with Purity multiple times. All the grime was gone.
And there was no stench in front of the shop anymore. Before, there had been a mix of rotting food and excrement that made you question whether anyone could actually eat here. It might not have been completely odorless now, but it was faint enough that you had to sniff carefully to notice it. If I had to describe it, it reminded me of the smell inside an airport terminal in certain Southeast Asian countries.
Just seeing how much they had accomplished made my body tremble with emotion.
"It’s cleaner than I expected," the Queen said. I agree completely. At the very least, it was clean enough that Her Majesty’s hands wouldn’t get dirty.
"I was secretly worried because there was trash and people lying around on the way here, but I’m relieved," the Queen added. As expected of Her Majesty — she notices everything.
"Well then, shall we go in?"
I opened the door and let the Queen enter first. My heart was pounding as I wondered what the inside looked like.