Chapter 25: Section 23: Dinner Parties Are Like Battlefields_2
The cover over the restaurant's entrance was pulled back, and a bald, muscular man surveyed the silent waiting room. At first he was curious, then suddenly thought of something, lifted his head to glance under the door, and after confirming the presence of a particular idiotic tuft of hair on a certain humanoid monster, he opened the door with a smile, "I was wondering why it's so quiet today, you little rascal are here."
"Yes, we're all hungry," Malin nodded, followed by Maya and Faye—as the number one fighter, escorting two girls, nobody dared to object.
Indeed, those who dared to speak up had been frightened off, and those who dared to reason... Malin had not beaten them, letting Maya sell some cuteness was enough to solve everything.
It seemed that even the Church mentors pretended not to see it all—they were very strict in educating the children in other places, but when it came to eating, they taught the children in a 'pastoral' way—that the weak represented not even being able to eat their fill.
There was an orderly queue, an orderly meal, without the usual scuffles over a queuing position among the young ones, the bald, muscular man, the person in charge of the Church restaurant, Uncle Korgan, specifically gave Malin an extra piece of roast meat.
"If you came here to eat every day, I wouldn't have to throw those kids who disrupt the dining environment outside," the muscular man said, giving Maya an extra fish while he sighed as Malin handed over his meal card for the cashier to manually record the meal expenses.
"But here, having the biggest fist is always the hard truth," Malin lifted his head to speak to the bulk of a man.
"Ah, those damned rules," the muscular uncle exhaled wearily, then added a plate of desserts for Faye.
Malin used his own meal card to pay for meals for both girls, then led them towards a table for three not far away.