A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World 673 You Made Me All We

Scheer was silent for a moment as she looked at Mag. The white water vapor in the air still hadn't completely dissipated, and the man standing before her was enshrouded in this water vapor, making her unable to see him clearly both in a physical and a metaphoric sense.

Mag was also looking at Scheer in silence, awaiting her reply.

"Your proposal is something that's very surprising to me, but I do have a great interest in your steam engine and steam train. As such, I certainly wouldn't be opposed to a three-way collaboration with the city lord's castle." Scheer looked at Mag with a serious expression, and said, "However, I have a condition: Buffett Banks must be given priority in the usage rights of the steam engine and steam train technology. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to obtain enough support from the bank."

"I suggest you bring up this condition and any other conditions you might have during a three-way conference. In any case, I'm fairly sure that the city lord's castle wouldn't fight over the usage rights of this technology with Buffett Banks." Mag nodded in response, but didn't agree right away.

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you to negotiate with the city lord's castle. I look forward to the day when our three-way conference will be held." Scheer nodded as she swept back her wet hair. A seductive smile suddenly appeared on her face as she said, "Why did you set up the steam train in such a closed-off place? You made me all wet."

"Please forgive me, Young Mistress Scheer; I had to do this in order to ensure the confidentiality of the steam engine and the steam train." Mag gave an awkward smile in response. If Scheer's words had been heard by anyone else, they would think that he had done something unthinkable to her.

"Let's go, then." Mag waved a hand and led the way toward the door. The humidity in the room was still very high, and his clothes were completely drenched, half from sweat and half from water vapor.

Mag opened the door and emerged from the room together with Scheer.

"Boss?"

Sally's surprised voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

Mag turned around, only to discover Sally and Babla, who just so happened to be pa.s.sing by this room. They were both looking at Mag with peculiar expressions on their faces.

Mag and Scheer were both completely drenched, and as a result, their clothes were clinging tightly to their skin. Their hair was also rather disheveled, and they had just emerged from a room with no windows, making it difficult for others not to suspect some foul play between them.

Could it be… that there's some sort of unspeakable secret between Boss and Young Mistress Scheer?

The same thought occurred to Sally and Babla at the same time.

"Hmph, men!" Babla glared at Mag with a disdainful expression. He was Amy's father, yet not only was he refusing to mention anything about Amy's mother, he was even having extramarital affairs! What a despicable man!

Scheer took a glance at Sally and Babla before she smiled, and said, "That was quite an enjoyable and memorable private meeting, Mr. Mag. I hope to see you again next time."

"Alright, see you next time." Mag nodded in response, but his expression had darkened slightly. Scheer was always speaking in such a suggestive manner. They had clearly just had a business meeting, yet she insisted on using words like "private meeting" to lure others into a more salacious train of thought.

After Scheer got onto her lavish horse-drawn carriage, Mag turned to Sally and Babla with a smile as he said, "Why are you two back so soon? Didn't you want to stay at Miya's ice cream shop for a while longer?"

Babla pursed her lips with a disdainful look on her face, and said, "If we didn't come back so early, we wouldn't know that someone's meeting a woman in secret here, and going on private dates behind closed doors."

"Looks like I have to deliver a report on whom I'm meeting in advance. Otherwise, our little princess is going to get angry," Mag said with a smile. For some reason, he was detecting a hint of jealousy from Babla. After locking the door to the steam train room behind him, Mag made his way toward the restaurant.

"I… I don't want to know whom you're meeting!" Babla crossed her arms and harrumphed in a haughty manner.

"Miya asked us to come back to bring some ice cream ingredients over to her. Business has been really good this morning, and she's worried that she'll run out of ingredients later in the day," Sally explained.

"I see. I have to go out to run an errand later anyway, so I'll bring some ingredients over to her on the way. At the rate that she makes ice cream, we should have close to enough ingredients even if there's a full house for the entire day." Mag nodded before entering the restaurant.

"Alright, then we'll get back and help Miya out." Sally nodded as she turned to leave again.

"Big Sister Sally, shouldn't we go in to have a look? Maybe he's seeing other women in there!" Babla turned to Sally with a hesitant look.

"Boss must be showering and changing clothes right now; do you want to watch?" Sally turned to Babla with a hint of an amused smile on her face.

"How could he do such things in broad daylight! I have no interest in watching that." Babla blushed as she shook her head firmly before departing with Sally.

On the horse-drawn carriage, Scheer had already changed into a fresh set of clothes, and her elegant brows were furrowed tightly as she murmured to herself, "I have to discuss this matter with Grandpa. Perhaps his judgment will be superior to mine here."

This is a good beginning. Now, I just have to tell a story to the city lord's castle. After taking a shower and changing into a set of clean clothes, Mag instantly felt reinvigorated. Even though Scheer hadn't made any promises to him earlier, he could clearly see that Scheer was aware of just how valuable the steam engine and the steam train were. As such, there was no way that she would be willing to give up on this opportunity.

As long as the city lord's castle was willing to partic.i.p.ate in this endeavor, Mag would be able to successfully tie Buffett and the city lord's castle to himself.

As long as he held the core technology of the steam engine in his hands, even if the events from three years ago were to repeat themselves, those two colossal factions would be forced to stand with him.

This was going to be the beginning of his journey in taking revenge on all those who had attempted, and were still trying, to kill him.

This was the true reason why Mag had insisted on developing the steam engine despite the system's objections.

After grabbing some ice cream ingredients from the kitchen downstairs, Mag made a trip to the ice cream shop on his bicycle first.

There was a long line outside the ice cream shop, and it was a full house inside as well. The line wasn't quite as long as the staggering queues that gathered outside Mamy Restaurant during peak hours, but there were still over 10 people lined up at a time like this with more people joining the line, so it could be seen that business was going quite well for the ice cream shop.

Mag carried the ingredients into the shop, and responded to all of the greetings the regular customers of the restaurant extended toward him. He handed the ingredients over to Miya before exiting the shop and heading to the city lord's castle on his bicycle.

"Boss Mag, what brings you here today?" When Mag had just reached the city lord's castle, Dicus just so happened to disembark from a horse-drawn carriage. He was just about to make his way into the city lord's castle when he caught sight of Mag, and a thought seemed to have occurred to him as he smiled, and said, "By the way, I heard you won another storefront from Head Chef Beate yesterday. You must be here to process the handover, right?"

Mag shook his head with a smile, and replied, "No, I'm actually here to see you today, Mr. Dicus. I want to discuss some matters regarding the steam engine with you."