A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World 610 Seeing As You Insist On Inviting Me

"That's right, money, also known as currency, is used to exchange for things. On the Norland Continent, the currency used consists of copper coins, silver coins, gold coins, and dragon coins. You ordered nine kebabs in total, each of which costs 300 copper coins, so that'll be a total of 2,700 copper coins," Mag explained. He then looked at Babla, and continued, "Please don't tell me that you left home too abruptly and didn't bring any money. I've heard that kind of cliched story too many times."

"I…" Babla suddenly realized that prior to stepping into teleportation formation, she hadn't taken anything with her aside from her wand.

Back in the moon nation, the princess's ident.i.ty was the best form of currency. Everyone respected and revered her, and offered her the best food; she didn't have to worry about anything.

As for money, she had never come into contact with anything like that, nor did she know what it was.

However, Mag was asking her to pay for the roast beef she had just eaten, but she had nothing in her pockets. Furthermore, her ident.i.ty as the princess of the moon nation wasn't recognized here, so she was at a complete loss for what to do.

Meanwhile, Sally slowly lowered her head as a faint blush appeared on her face.

"Big Sister Babla, you have to pay for food. Otherwise, you'll be a freeloader, and freeloaders get beaten to death." Amy delivered a stern warning.

Babla's face was flushed with humiliation as she conceded, "I… I don't have any money."

She was suddenly really regretting her decision to use the teleportation spell formation. What was so bad about staying in the palace and being spoiled as a little princess?

Unfortunately, there was no going back for her. In this unfamiliar land, the first hurdle she had to face was her inability to pay for her meal.

Furthermore, no matter how she looked at him, the restaurant owner didn't seem like a kind-hearted person. She didn't know what copper coins were, but 2,700 of them was most likely not a small sum. She was carrying nothing valuable with her aside from her wand.

That adorable little girl was a real piece of work too. What kind of restaurant killed their customers who were unable to pay for their meals?

Of course, if this was back in the moon nation, Babla wouldn't mind rewarding Mag with a large sum of money. After all, that roast beef was by far the best she had ever had.

"No money?"

Mag's brows furrowed as he looked at Babla. Even though he had expected this to be her response, her verbal confirmation still drew a hint of dismay from him.

Mamy Restaurant had never had a freeloading customer. In the face of Amy's intimidation, those who didn't have enough money in their pockets would leave after looking at the menu. All of the customers who had food at the restaurant willingly paid for it; in fact, all of them felt as if they had gotten more than what they paid for.

The restaurant's rules stated that only cash was allowed as payment, and everyone had to pay right after eating.

However, Babla had eaten so many kebabs, yet didn't have any money. Even if they were to hold her captive here, no one would come to bail her out, as she had just transmigrated to this continent, so she had no relatives here.

Thus, this was quite a predicament.

"What should we do now, Father? Big Sister Babla is so pretty; it would be a shame to beat her to death, but if we don't, our restaurant rules will be broken!" Amy turned to Mag with a vexed expression.

Mag turned to look at Babla, pondering the same question that Amy had just raised.

"You'd better not do anything to me! I'm the princess of the moon nation! If anything happens to me, you'll be sorry when Father comes here to find me!" A nervous expression appeared on Babla's face as she brandished her wand.

The restaurant fell into silence; the atmosphere was quite tense.

Yabemiya smiled as she suggested, "Boss, didn't you say you wanted to hire two more waitresses? I think you can perhaps consider Princess Babla. If she becomes a waitress at the restaurant, you'll be able to deduct the cost of the kebabs she ate from her wages. In that case, the restaurant's rules would be upheld, and Princess Babla can finish the rest of the kebabs."

"That sounds like a good idea! If we do that, Big Sister Babla will become the third waitress at our restaurant; we'll be one family, then." Amy's eyes lit up with elation.

Sally took a glance at Babla, but didn't say anything.

Mag was also looking at Babla in silence with his brows furrowed. He was very strict with his criteria when it came to choosing waitresses. This little girl was clearly quite spoiled, and it remained to be seen whether she could even look after herself, let alone tend to customers as a waitress.

Before Mag had a chance to say anything, Babla sternly refused, "Hmph! There's no way I'll become some waitress! I'm a princess; if the citizens of the moon nation were to hear that I've become a waitress, who would support me to become their queen in the future? I won't agree to this even if I die!"

"But you can't go back now, isn't that right? We haven't even heard of the moon nation, so the people from the moon nation wouldn't know that you're working as a waitress," Yabemiya persuaded. "Also, if you become a waitress at the restaurant, aside from your set wages, you'll be able to eat lots of delicious food at the restaurant every day. This kind of lifestyle is much better than becoming a homeless wanderer on the streets. You don't know anyone here, so where will you go if you leave the restaurant?"

Babla looked at Yabemiya and opened her mouth, but didn't have a response to that. She had no money and was on a completely unfamiliar continent; there really was nowhere she could go.

She stole a surrept.i.tious glance at the table. There were still five kebabs left on her plate, and the other dishes on the dining table also appeared to be very alluring.

Most importantly, the teleportation spell formation that would take her back to the moon nation was situated right in this restaurant. If her father were to repair the spell formation on the other side in the moon nation, she would be able to teleport herself back. As such, she had to stay at the restaurant to monitor the situation.

With that in mind, Babla cleared her throat, and conceded, "Alright, seeing as you insist on inviting me, I'll stay, even though I really don't want to. I guess I can grace you with my presence as a restaurant manager."