Anime: The Days I Opened a Restaurant in Fantasy Town

The wind suddenly became louder.

Branches swayed and collided.

Shion couldn't help but raise her head and look forward.

The woods outside the backyard blurred into blue-gray silhouettes in the rainstorm, and the smell of rotten leaves washed by rain mixed with the fishy smell of soil rushed into the nostrils.

"It's like my luck is going bad."

Shion pulled at the wet hair that was stuck to her neck. There was still moss in the cracks of her fingernails from the wild vegetables she had dug three days ago.

This is her current situation...

Because she couldn't escape poverty no matter where she went, Shion gave up trying and became listless all day long.

Like abandoned items in a corner, gradually gathering dust;

Like decaying matter in the forest without sunlight, it slowly becomes moldy.

Suddenly there was a change in the restaurant behind.

Just as the heavy rain began to ease, the vibrations of the strings penetrated the rain curtain.

It was not the mournful vibrato of the shamisen, but a clearer melody with a woody resonance.

Coincidentally, the rain suddenly became gentle.

Ziyuan saw that the ripples in the puddle had shrunk into smaller circles, and the silver chain hanging from the eaves had broken into strings of sparkling beads.

Her bare calves swayed unconsciously to the rhythm, and the mud on her toes drew intermittent arcs on the hard ground.

The music played this time was very special...

Leisurely, relaxing and reassuring.

What exactly happened inside the restaurant?

Shion couldn't help but become curious.

But when I thought of my identity, I no longer had such thoughts and was left with only helplessness.

Bang dong!

The heavy rain gradually stopped, but the strong wind continued.

Some of the branches that were blown away hit the wall in the backyard of the restaurant, making a loud noise.

Shion saw one of the rays change direction and fall towards her.

"!!"

Shion quickly raised her hands to block, but was not hit.

She opened her eyes and saw the reason clearly.

Zhou Guang stood beside him, grabbed the mud-covered branch with one hand and threw it aside.

"The rain is about to stop, but it's very windy... Are you sure you don't want to come in?"

"Thank you, but... I... won't go into the restaurant."

"Really? That doesn't matter. Have you made a decision?"

"Do you mean helping to look after the vegetable garden that we're going to build here in the future?"

"Yeah, you have nowhere to go anyway, right? Miss Shion."

"Indeed, that's it..."

“So you can stay here.”

Zhou Guang covered her head with a towel and touched it gently.

Even this level of contact could result in him being cursed by the God of Poverty, but Zhou Guang didn't care at all.

"I have incredible luck, don't worry."

This was the first time Shion heard an invitation to stay.

"So...want to try to change? In my restaurant."

"I……"

Shion bit her lip and finally answered.

She mustered up her courage and responded

“I want to stay here…!”

The God of Poverty, who had given up long ago, decided to try again! .

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Shion Igami accepted Shuguang's invitation and decided to become the vegetable garden caretaker he hired.

However, since the vegetable garden had not yet been built, Zhou Guang arranged for her to rest in the warehouse next to the restaurant.

The warehouse is already filled with guests' bedding, sheets, carpets, etc., so it can be used as a resting place after some tidying up.

At first, Zhou Guang wanted to let Shion live in the guest room on the second floor, but the poor lady had no intention of getting closer to him.

For her, the standard of happiness is not high.

Having a place to live and food to eat is enough.

Zhou Guang did not force it, so he returned to the restaurant, took out the key from the locker in the locker room and gave it to Shion, then went back to the kitchen to start working.

At this time, Reimu Marufumi did not continue to interview the master and servant of Baiyu Tower, but decided to go around to investigate whether there was any news after the ghost rampage incident.

Actually, just now, Yumeimimaru also asked the newcomer in the restaurant, Pochi-chan, who plays the guitar...

In the end, nothing matters.

Pochi's answer was hesitant, and he even became inarticulate at the end, and he gradually became exhausted.

Worried that if he continued asking, Zhou Guang’s new customer would turn into a pool of ashes, Wen quickly gave up and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Zhou Guang called out to Shemingmaru Bun.

"Wen, wait a moment."

"What? Are you going to give me something good?"

"Want to eat a fist?"

"I'm just kidding. What do you want, Boss Zhou Guang?"

Reimu Marufumi rubbed his hands like a fly and waited at the door for Shuguang to speak.

Coming to Tengu's side, Zhou Guang whispered a few words to her.

After listening, Wen glanced at the masters and servants of Baiyu Tower in the booth area, and nodded affirmatively.

"No problem, I will finish it in advance and then go for the interview."

"Well, thank you for your trouble. As a reward, I will just deduct one of your expenses at the restaurant."

"Okay! I'm leaving first!"

Wen walked out of the store and flew into the sky with drizzling rain.

After seeing off the noisiest Tengu reporter in the store, the restaurant suddenly became quiet.

Pochi-chan obediently enjoyed her second helping of chowder;

Youyuko and Youmeng also discussed future arrangements in the booth area.

Of course, the owner of the White Jade Tower...

The undead lady of the underworld still has no intention of leaving.

Even if Youmu said that I would ask Lord Yama to give Miss Youyouko a holiday and come to the restaurant often to persuade her, it would be useless.

As mentioned initially, Yuyuko decided to stay here.

Walking to the counter near the kitchen, Xiaolin Longdan asked curiously

"Mr. Shuguang, I heard you mention Yi Shen Shion just now. Why didn't Miss Tengu, who likes to interview others, go to find her?"

"It's a long story, but to put it simply... Shion Irishima is the god of poverty. Anyone who comes into contact with her becomes unfortunate, meaning that their wealth will be lost for various reasons..."

"Huh? Is this true? It actually exists."

Kobayashi Ryodan is also a Japanese, so naturally he has heard of the eight million gods.

In this small island nation, everything has a god.

The most typical ones are the various kinds of tsukumogami.

The God of Poverty is the most taboo existence.

"That god of poverty... is called Yi Shen Shion, right?"

"Yes."

"It sounds like the name of a goddess. What does she look like? In the legends of the God of Poverty that I've heard, she is always an old man with a thin and dirty body, a sad face, and a round fan in his hand."

"Shion is different from the one you mentioned. She is a beautiful girl with purple hair."

"Beautiful girl..."

Xiaolin Longdan seemed to be thinking about something.

She couldn't help but look towards the corridor leading to the backyard.

"Can I go and see it?"

"Do you know why Wen doesn't want to contact the other party? He is worried about being cursed, even if it is not Shion's own wish, so I advise you to stay away from him."

"Isn't Mr. Zhou Guang okay?"

"This is the advantage brought by my good luck."

"Oh? This kind of luck can even be offset by the power of God?"

"Yeah, at least I think it's okay."

If there was a problem, Zhou Guang thought something would go wrong.

Thinking of this, Zhou Guang saw that Pochi-chan had finished her second serving of chowder.

After asking Xiaolin Longdan to look after the ingredients in the pot, he walked over.

"Ms. Goto, are you satisfied with the food?"

"Eh?! Food? Ah, I, I'm very satisfied. The manager's cooking skills are amazing..."

"I'm glad you like it. Do you want a third bowl?"

Shaking her head, Pochi-chan chose to refuse.

She turned to look out the window

"Well, that... the woods outside the window seem different from when I came here. How should I go back... can I go back? If you don't want to answer, you don't have to. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"nothing."

Zhou Guang smiled.

He also looked out the window.

"This isn't a prison where you can only enter but not leave. The door that Ms. Goto passed through when you came here is still connected to the original world. When you pass through, just remember the scene when you came here. It doesn't matter if it's not accurate enough."

"Is that so... How magical."

After Pochi-chan finished speaking, he stood up.

With her head lowered and her back bent, she said in a humble manner

"Then... I want to go back... I hope the performance just now can offset my expenses..."

"That's enough. You're welcome to come again next time."

"I don't know if I'll come here again, but I really enjoyed the food just now..."

After hearing the answer, Zhou Guang realized that it is indeed difficult to make social phobia a regular occurrence.