Chapter 30: Izay – Watch Me Make You Go Nyaa!
“Please wait a moment, dear~ The kitchen will serve the food quickly nyaa～”
Perhaps because there weren’t too many customers, the brown-haired catgirl who had led Izay to his seat stayed nearby with a cheerful smile, showing no intention of leaving.
While others in the tavern were either cleaning tables or serving food, she remained by Izay’s side without offering any help.
Drawn to her own charm…
Izay didn’t mind this happening at all.
But judging from the current situation, it seemed like this brown-haired catgirl just wanted to slack off and play around.
Since there was nothing else to do while waiting for the meal, Izay decided to strike up a conversation with her.
The brown-haired catgirl was already inclined to slack off, so when faced with Izay’s initiative to chat, she became unusually enthusiastic.
After all, if she slacked off under the guise of conversing with a customer, it would seem much more legitimate, wouldn’t it?
She, Aniya Furohmo, wasn’t slacking off—she was merely interacting with a guest. Isn’t that what a server should do?
Yes, exactly nyaa!
Izay and Aniya exchanged names.
After chatting briefly, Izay discovered that the speech habit of the catfolk, or rather Aniya herself, was incredibly catchy.
In just a short while, his mind was filled with “nya” sounds, making it quite hypnotic overall.
At that moment, an interesting idea popped into Izay’s mind, and he suddenly began scrutinizing Aniya with a serious look.
“What is it nyaa?”
Noticing his gaze, Aniya tilted her head in confusion, her cat ears twitching.
“Aniya, repeat the sentence I’m about to say.”
“Nyaa?”
“July seventh day seven-seven on a slope tilted seventy-seven degrees looking at the flag.”
“Nyaa month nyaa day nyaa-nyaa sky on a slope tilted nyaa-ty nyaa degrees looking at the flags…”
Her body acted faster than her brain could process, and Aniya repeated Izay’s words almost instinctively.
By the time she finished, even she seemed confused by her own speech, continuing to meow uncontrollably even after finishing the sentence…
The continuous meowing drew the attention of others in the shop.
Though they didn’t know the cause, seeing Aniya’s silly and cute demeanor couldn’t help but lift everyone’s spirits.
As for Izay, the instigator and culprit, he found himself utterly amused, his mouth involuntarily curving upward.
Cute…so cute…
After a long while, Aniya finally snapped out of her daze. Realizing what had happened, her face turned red as she puffed up her tail furiously.
“Nyaaa!! Izay, you’re so mean nyaa!!”
“Haha, sorry sorry, I just couldn’t help myself…”
Faced with the angry kitty, Izay could only laugh nervously and try to calm her down.
He didn’t deny that he had intended to tease Aniya, but this incident was only half his fault.
The other half, naturally, lay with Aniya herself.
After all, it takes two to tango…
“Alright Aniya, stop being lazy and go back to work. Your food has arrived, sir.”
At that moment, a very clear and serious voice reached their ears.
A精灵 girl wearing the same tavern uniform as Aniya, with wavy yellow-green hair adorned by a cute white hairband, appeared behind Aniya.
She exuded an extremely meticulous and stern aura, much like a strict and inflexible boss during working hours who wouldn’t tolerate even the smallest mistake.
Of course, it wasn’t quite that extreme. This kind of demeanor stemmed mostly from the elven race itself.
Speaking of elves, adventurers’ impressions of them often included admiration for their enviable appearances and their famously rigid personalities.
Most elves were like impassable ice mountains when dealing with strangers, cold enough to discourage anyone from approaching.
However, towards those they trusted and cared about, elves showed an entirely different gentle side.
Truly a race that was both desirable and somewhat intimidating.
“Meow… Ryu, when did you show up nyaa!? And I’m not slacking off! I’m just chatting with the guest nyaa!”
Startled by the sudden appearance of the elf girl, Aniya instinctively took two steps back, stubbornly defending herself.
“Yes, yes, you’re not slacking off… Go tell that to Mama Mia.”
Placing Izay’s breakfast gently on the table, the elf girl named Ryu nodded dismissively at Aniya’s excuse, gesturing toward the bar counter.
Following Ryu’s indication, Aniya looked toward the bar and immediately broke out in a cold sweat upon meeting Mama Mia’s beaming expression.
“Nyaa…nyaa, I’ll get back to work nyaa…”
Caught red-handed by the store manager for slacking off, Aniya could already foresee her miserable fate during the upcoming break.
Ryu watched Aniya leave with a dispassionate gaze, finding the situation entirely ordinary.
She sneakily glanced at another black-haired catgirl, Kuroi Roro, who was also slacking off but hadn’t been caught yet.
These two catgirls were always like this—one a natural airhead, the other easily losing herself in fun, often digging their own graves without realizing it, leading to numerous scoldings from Mama Mia.
“Well then, I apologize for disturbing you, enjoy your meal.”
After sending Aniya away, Ryu softly said to Izay before walking off as well.
After all, it was still working hours.
Izay nodded in response, shifting his focus to his breakfast. After finishing this meal, he planned to head down into the dungeon~
About ten minutes later, Izay stepped out of The Bountiful Mistress Tavern, having spent nearly three thousand Valis.
He felt inexplicably moved.
Breakfast cost three thousand Valis.
Considering that an average Lv1 adventurer exploring the dungeon for a whole day might earn just over five thousand Valis, and he had spent three thousand Valis on one breakfast.
Rounding it off, he had basically eaten someone else’s entire day’s income in one meal.
Was this the trendiest tavern on West Street?
Love it love it…
Shaking his head, Izay stopped himself from dwelling on these thoughts.
What’s the big deal about a three-thousand-Valis breakfast? With his income, he could afford it easily. Just consider it the fee for playing with cats. He’d definitely come again next time!
Walking along the street with a group of adventurers, Izay somehow felt out of place among them.
Looking at the various colored glass bottles peeking out of their pockets or bags, he wondered if he had forgotten something?
