Chapter 68 - Yota Buffet Restaurant
Chapter 68 of "High School of Demon Hunting" introduces: The Yota buffet restaurant is Beta Townâs largest restaurant.With reasonable prices and an elegant environment,... Read on to discover!
The Yota buffet restaurant is Beta Townâs largest restaurant.
With reasonable prices and an elegant environment, it is extremely popular among students, so there are perennial shortages of seating.
After giving the meal ticket heâd gotten in line to Xiao Xiao, Nicholas disappeared into the crowd on the street again.
Apparently, he had other important things to tend to, and let the newcomers dine on their own.
This was not a difficult task.
The restaurant was just a few tens of meters away from the milk tea shop.
The restaurantâs decor was fresh and crisp, with green creepers twining around the pillars on both sides of the door and forming a few peculiar characters on them.
On the black signboard, there was only one giant white letter âIâ.
Once you step through the vine-wrapped door, the hustle and bustle of the street disappears, and your ears are suddenly much clearer.
The lighting inside the restaurant was soft, a gentle white light flowing out from somewhere, as relaxing and invigorating as the dawn.
The waiters were little elves with verdant wings.
They flitted with nimble wings, guiding the newcomers to their seats.
Zheng Qing saw an old acquaintance by the seats, Monk Shi Yuan from the plane.
The little monk, wearing Atlasâs yellow robe, had a lot of food in front of him and was leisurely nibbling on a bun.
This made Zheng Qing very happy.
The queue in the square and the grouping in the first hall had separated all the newly met friends from the cabin.
Besides Xiao Xiao, Zheng Qing hadnât had a chance to meet the other freshmen yet.
âWhereâs your freshman guide?
Did he also bring you guys here for a meal?â Dropping the cardboard box in his hand, Zheng Qing asked the eager Monk Shi Yuan.
A few restaurant elves curiously inspected the little creatures in the box that looked like molds.
âWeâve already finished our tour.
It was the senior brotherâs idea to come to this restaurant.â The little monk put down his utensils, chanted a Buddhaâs name, put his hands together, and answered seriously.
Indeed, there were no other Atlas freshmen around Shi Yuan.
âWhereâs the menu?â Zheng Qing looked over at Xiao Xiao.
âHello, sir, what can I do for you?â A tiny voice sounded in his ear.
Zheng Qing was startled and whipped his head around.
A little elf, about an inch tall, with two pairs of translucent wings and dressed in bright green, was floating beside him.
Seemingly surprised at Zheng Qingâs reaction, the little elf quickly retreated a few meters, pulled out a card from somewhere behind her, and hid behind it, only exposing her head while regarding him tremblingly.
âShe talks!â Zheng Qing stared in amazement at the little elf, then looked down at the little creature in his cardboard box.
âHow would the serving elves serve guests if they didnât talk?â Xiao Xiao retorted.
âIsnât it the same as them?â Zheng Qing pointed to the sleeping elf in the box, with a surprised look on his face.
âServing elves belong to the magical creatures, alchemical creatures, elves, winged eye, serving elf families.
They were created by wizards, specifically to handle catering services.
Although they are more approachable than their peers, they are still fundamentally timid creatures that are easily frightened.â
Xiao Xiao took a sip of water and lazily flipped through her notebook: âThis was also the concept of the wizard who created them.
During a meal itâs best to be quiet, or else, if you scare away the serving elves, you should prepare for hunger.â
The little elf seemed to have collected herself as well, re-floating in front of Zheng Qing.
With a few touches in mid-air, she created a clear menu and nervously asked: âWhat can I get for you?â
Their voices were a bit piercing, but they were pleasant to listen to.
âThe menu is quite extravagant.â Zheng Qing looked at the little serving elf, blushing as he smiled.
The menu was filled with an extraordinary variety of foods, from fruits, cold dishes, and salads, to all kinds of soups varying in light and heavy tastes, and then all kinds of hot dishes whether fried, stewed, or steamed, followed by various desserts and drinks.
From start to finish, everything was organized clearly and could be easily understood.
âLetâs start with some appetizing fruits.
I especially like apples, grapes are also good, oh, and watermelon as well.â Zheng Qing cautiously ordered a fruit platter.
âUm, for the drink, Iâd like a bowl of millet pumpkin porridge.â
âSince itâs self-serve, I wonât be shy then.
Iâll have the small pan-fried steak, the hand-grabbed lamb, and a bit of stewed meat and scallops.â Zheng Qing looked at the lifelike pictures, swallowing his saliva.
âItâs too greasy.
Letâs have some lettuce.
I also want some shredded radishes.â
âIâll eat slowly, remember to bring me three cream puffs later.â Estimating his appetite, Zheng Qing reluctantly let go of the menu.
âAs for the cutlery, Iâm used to using chopsticks.â As he said this, Zheng Qing saw the large steak and blinked, âBut do leave me a set of a knife and fork.â
Every time he ordered something, the little elf would quickly speak the name, creating a corresponding 3D image for Zheng Qing to confirm.
After confirmation, the little elf would sing out a beautiful and pleasant spell, placing the dish in front of Zheng Qing on the table.
Once all the dishes were served, the elf cast two spells in succession, and Zheng Qing immediately felt a lot fresher on his hands and face.
He surmised that this must be a cleaning spell.
âYou sing beautifully.â Thinking of the fright he had caused earlier, Zheng Qing wanted to make amends and offered, tentatively, âCan you accept gifts?â
As he spoke, he generously held a silver coin in front of him.
âThank you very much for your generosity!â The little elf floated joyfully to Zheng Qingâs nose and lightly kissed his nose.
âUh, um, no rush, no rush.â Zheng Qing waved his hands awkwardly and glanced to the side.
He was slightly troubled at heart, does this count as losing his first kiss?
No one paid attention to this minor incident, and the newcomers were already eagerly tucking into their meals.
Zheng Qing used fork to hold his steak as he was cutting, and curiously turned to the little monk at his side:
âDoes your class have girls?
Do you have difficulty communicating with them?â
âDifficulty?â
âYeah, like religious prohibitions and such.â
âAmitabha, youâre very considerate.
Men and women are all mere skins in this world, hence, my mind is pure, my spirit is tranquil, even if ther***** (?), whatâs the harm?â The little monk nearly choked Zheng Qing with his few words.
âYou worship Buddha, others worship, without temples or churches, is that an issue?â Zheng Qing took a piece of stewed meat, put it in bread, took a satisfying large bite, a stream of savory juice ran down the corner of his mouth, and he mumbled, âI donât seem to have seen these places in the school.â
âThere is absolutely no need to worry about it.
Where the heart is, the faith is also.
We hold the tokens of our faith in our hearts, under the sky and upon the earth, regardless of where we are, what does the place of worship matter?â Monk Shi Yuan looked at Zheng Qingâs satisfied expression, stirring the vegetables and tofu in front of him with his chopsticks.
âDo you want some?â Zheng Qing blinked, pointing at his mouth: âDidnât Buddha once say, âAlcohol passes through our guts and meat through our bodies, while Buddha sits in our heartsâ?â
âThatâs Buddha, not me.â Shi Yuan sighed, âExcuses, if you want to find them, thereâs always some.
But we live in this world, we should have some responsibility.
Those who cannot even uphold their own beliefs, are just shells.â
Zheng Qing took a large sip of the rice porridge, his eyes tearing up from the heat.
Monk Shi Yuan misunderstood and happily said, âSo it seems, you are a person with great wisdom.â
Zheng Qing nodded in agreement, not bothering to explain.