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

Sargeras gave a nod, a little surprised himself. All these years, he had been rejected by many human-owned restaurants, and those that had let him in had put him in a designated area, making him feel like an outsider.

He hadn’t expected that this skinny human was not afraid of him. His letting him sit wherever he wanted made him feel respected for the first time. He took a look around and seated himself at the corner near the door. No one had sat there before.

He hadn’t had any breakfast, and the tantalizing meat aroma made him even hungrier. He pointed at the roujiamo in one customer’s hands as he looked at Mag. “Owner, I’d like one of those.” His voice was hoarse and dry as if he hadn’t drunk any water in a long time.

Mag nodded. “Okay.” He turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

“Wow, a big bald head!” Amy’s eyes brightened as she saw Sargeras. She slipped down the chair, holding the little kitten in her arms, and walked over to his table. “Hello, Big Bald Head, I’m Amy. Are you a demon? What kind of demon? You have no hair at all; are you a bald demon?” Amy asked curiously as she looked up at him.

“Meow…” Ugly Duckling also raised its head and looked at Sargeras in Amy’s arms. Neither of them showed any fear towards him.

Sargeras was taken by surprise—he had never been called a “Big Bald Head” to his face before. Being a lava demon, he had a short temper, violent like lava. Nobody had dared take him lightly even in the Demon Islands. In this Chaos City, normal humans always avoided him. He had never thought that this little girl would have dared call him that.

However, when he dropped his angry gaze to Amy, his anger vanished right away. Such a cute little girl!

She had silver hair, which had been braided into two braids, her adorable face was exquisite, and she had two pointy ears. It seemed she was a half-elf.

She was holding a white-and-orange fluffy animal in her arms. They were standing at his table, looking up at him, their deep blue eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation. He could see from their looks that their questions were not asked out of spite, but out of their innocent curiosity.

Once, he would have scared them off with some fireball, but this little girl was so cute he couldn’t bear to frighten her into crying. Besides, she should be the owner’s daughter. The owner just showed me respect, so I’ll just let it go. Still, he gave a scowling look. “I’m Sargeras, a strong lava demon warrior, not some bald demon,” he said.

Amy shrugged. “Sar… Sar… Big Bald Head. Your name is so difficult to pronounce. Big Bald Head is much better. I’ll remember your name when I see you.”

Sargeras’ eyes were sullen with anger again. He would challenge the other party to a duel if before him were a man. No, he would give him a pyroblast directly and show him what would happen when he disrespected a lava demon.

But looking at Amy’s frowning face, he wasn’t able to get angry. How could he hurt such a little girl?

As a demon, Sargeras had seldom softened his heart or shown sympathy. He had killed a few humans for different reasons these years. Now, he could feel anger burning inside him, but he couldn’t get it out; after all, the little girl had tried to say his name. He was even wondering if his name was truly a little difficult to remember.

Mag walked out, holding a roujiamo in his hands. “Your la zhi roujiamo,” he said as he handed it to Sargeras. Then he stroked Amy’s head, smiling. He had overheard most of their conversation. His little girl was both lovable and irritating.

Mag had a vicious tongue himself, so when he watched as customers got irritated by Amy and had to forgive her after they saw her face, he felt really good—it was a vicious pleasure.

Sargeras took the roujiamo in his hand, and diverted his attention from Amy to the roujiamo. It was steaming, giving off a pleasant meat aroma. He could see chopped meat inside the white bread.

He had been to many places, even the capital of the Roth Empire, but he had never seen a bread like this before. He couldn’t help but take a bite.

An unprecedentedly delicious taste spread out in his mouth, making him close his eyes in spite of himself. Every taste bud of his was cheering and dancing happily. The taste was so different, totally unlike the meat he had ever had, and the crispy, soft, and sweet bread took the taste to another level. The food was so delicious that it moved him.

He was not much of a picky foodie. He often ate his food raw in the Demon Islands; at best, he would cook it on his hand. Then he left to look for a way to become stronger. Subsequently, he was exposed to human food slowly. He found that the food after being cooked had a much better texture and taste.

However, it was the first time he had eaten such tasty food. It was on another level entirely, like a little torch that had been turned into lava.

Mag took Amy’s hand and backed away from him. The meat was from Demon Islands, and according to the system, it should have a strong effect on demons, so they had to take precautions.

After Sargeras swallowed, the roujiamo slid down his throat like a hot current. Instantly, he felt as if his throat were on fire, and this feeling spread in his blood quickly.

His blood seemed to be boiling, rushing in his veins like a galloping horse, surging and splashing. A flame appeared on his body, then another, like flowers blooming above the blood.

“Hoo!”

“Ah…”

With a shout, he opened his eyes suddenly. Flames rose from all over his body, about a dozen centimeters high.

Then the front of his clothes burst wide open. They watched as the cracks in his body widened and the golden red fluid flew inside; it was giving off horrible heat like the real lava.

“He… He burst his clothes!” Mag lifted an eyebrow. The look on his face became a little strange.