Zongman: I'm in Tokyo and just want to open a restaurant peacefully

He finally realized something was wrong!

No wonder his hair seems to be getting smoother and smoother every time he washes it recently!

No wonder people have been looking at him in increasingly strange ways lately!

"how so?!"

Saitama, dead.

"How about...considering hair transplantation?"

Yuto Kamisaka felt a little reluctant.

He witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of Saitama's hair changing from being not very thick to becoming sparse.

In a sense, it is like witnessing a piece of history.

"Hair transplant..."

Saitama muttered to himself.

Yuto Kamisaka nodded in agreement.

"Is this hair transplant you're talking about... expensive..."

Saitama raised his head and looked at Kamisaka Yuto with a look of sympathy in his eyes.

Kamisaka Yuto thought about it for a moment.

"Probably over 60 yen."

Yuto Kamisaka gave a price.

Saitama, died again.

"Or, you can buy a wig..."

Yuto Kamisaka gave another solution.

But Saitama had already burned out at this moment, and his whole body had turned gray.

"Kamizaka, goodbye, I need to go calm down..."

Saitama stood up dejectedly, took out a few coins from his arms and handed them to Kamisaka Yuto.

Then he walked slowly towards the door.

Like a lost person who has lost everything and is homeless.

Just looking at the back, Yuto Kamisaka felt a sense of sadness.

yes...

Baldness is really scary for young people...

When Saitama walked out of the store, his figure disappeared immediately.

Yuto Kamisaka watched this scene with a normal expression.

As a restaurant owner, it is normal for him to entertain people from other worlds.

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Chapter 6: The last person guarding the game~ (Please give me flowers and votes!)

"Mr. Suzuki, you've been drinking beer all night."

After Saitama left, the only person still awake in the restaurant was Suzuki Satoru, who looked sad and upset.

Like Saitama, Suzuki Satoru is not from this world.

Yuto Kamisaka does not take the initiative to dig into the background of his guests.

That is very impolite behavior.

Whenever someone came, he would entertain them.

This is his shop creed.

From two months ago until now, how many of the guests he entertained were from this world?

he does not know.

But he didn't care.

It's a bit boring to pursue those unimportant truths.

After going through a lot, his mentality has become more stable.

Now he quietly runs a small restaurant, which just fulfills his wish.

Although Yuto Kamisaka does not know the past of many guests, there are some guests who will tell him about their past.

Suzuki Satoru is one of them.

The world the other person lives in is a world where the social mechanism is on the verge of collapse.

The gap between the rich and the poor has reached its extreme, and the natural environment has also deteriorated to the extreme.

Compared to those doomsdays where humanity is wiped out, Suzuki Satoru’s world can be said to be a doomsday from another perspective.

But even so, every time Kamisaka Yuto saw Suzuki Satoru, he was smiling warmly and looked very gentle.

It is really a pity to see him look so depressed tonight.

"Ugh..."

After hearing what Kamisaka Yuto said, Suzuki Satoru just sighed deeply.

He refilled his beer and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Yuto Kamisaka didn't intend to continue asking questions.

Everyone has his or her own sad corner in his or her heart.

The slightest disturbance from others is a great offense.

Yuto Kamisaka cleaned up Saitama's tableware one by one.

When he was about to take it away, he heard Suzuki Satoru crying.

He turned and looked at Suzuki Satoru.

The other person's crying was just a few tears slowly flowing out of his eyes.

There was almost no crying.

But the sound coming from the nose and throat when breathing became heavy.

Kamisaka Yuuto sighed secretly.

He carried the tableware left by Saitama to the back kitchen.

Instead of washing it immediately, he took out a few sausages.

A sausage was no more than six or seven centimeters long, and Yuto Kamisaka cut it in half in the middle.

Then he chopped the sausage seven times vertically.

Turn on the fire and pour the oil.

Yuto Kamisaka put the sausages on the pan and fried them slowly.

The red sausage turned a little more brown under the warm embrace of oil and water.

The seven cuts that were originally made expanded and burst as the temperature inside the sausage increased.

This changes the sausage's appearance into that of a small octopus.

Yuto Kamisaka slowly flipped the octopus sausages with his chopsticks and put them into a clean plate.

He picked up the plate and walked in front of Suzuki Satoru.

Hey.

The sound of the plate tapping gently on the table made Suzuki Satoru look at Kamisaka Yuto with tears in his eyes.

“This is free.”

Yuto Kamisaka doesn't like to comfort others too much.

Instead of comforting the other person with self-righteous words from an outsider's perspective, it is better to put a piece of delicious food in front of the other person.

"Thanks..."

Suzuki Satoru sniffled.

A crystal tear fell from his eye onto the sausage.

When Kamisaka Yuto was about to turn around, Suzuki Satoru called him.

"Boss, can you listen to me complain for a while?"

Suzuki Satoru had a half-smile on his face. He had just cried but was trying to force a polite smile.

The expression created by this combination is so stiff.

"of course."

.......

Suzuki is a very lonely person. In his world, the relationships between people are as tense as taut springs.

His only friends are the people who formed a guild together in the game called YGGDRASIL.

The Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

A top guild built by a group of 'evil people'.

Suzuki, who had no friends at all, found the most valued and cherished friend in the guild.

He was very happy during that period, even though he was living in such a bad world.

But it didn't last long before the game stopped running.