Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Culinary Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 92: No money, just sex?

Chapter 92: No money, just sex?

Nahashu ordered the food, and the owner of Guihuafang personally escorted them to a private room on the second floor.

The private room has a large round table that can easily seat more than a dozen people.

"Where is Miss Hill from yesterday? May she serve us?"

Broly asked, in just one morning, Leone, his new target, had already reached a happiness level of 30. Now he wanted to see how the happiness level of another new target, Hill, could improve.

Of course, judging from the information Crystal Palace is showing now, Hill's happiness boosting ability seems a bit weak. Yesterday, her happiness level rose to 10 points after she was forgiven for spilling soup, but it dropped back to 6 points after just one night. She doesn't seem like a good wife.

"Hill is a bit clumsy, so how about I send someone more dexterous to serve you?"

The owner of Guihuafang asked.

"No, I want Hill. She's special. Without her, we might not be here today."

"Alright then, I'll go get Hill."

The owner of Guihuafang sighed and agreed anyway.

Although he was slightly annoyed that a group of unruly customers had come to a respectable restaurant, it was indeed the wealthy customers who made the special service request.

In addition, Hill herself is a bit of a scatterbrain, so rather than letting her ruin the service and cause trouble for other guests, it's better to let her come here directly to serve regular customers who like her.

Well, this can't really be called selling someone; it's more like taking care of that clueless person.

. . . .

"Don't be nervous. Just go in and apologize sincerely, and say you're willing to pay compensation."

Hua Ling accompanied Hill and comforted her somewhat nervous friend.

"Lingling, I'm ready to admit my mistake!"

"Alright, let's go in together. I'll apologize on your behalf too."

"Um."

Pushing open the door to the private room, the girl with the bun hairstyle strode in.

But as soon as I entered the private room, I heard a loud bang next to me.

Turning around, Hill had tripped over the threshold and was lying face down on the ground.

"Ouch, my glasses, my glasses..."

The lens, which had been damaged and cracked yesterday, shattered completely today, leaving only the pink frame on the nose of the girl who was bleeding. She reached out to touch the ground but only found some fragments of her own lens.

Hill's happiness level is decreasing.

Inside the Crystal Palace, Hill's happiness rating, which originally had 6 points, dropped to 4 points after the fall.

Broly felt terrible; it was as if the other person had fallen, but two people were actually suffering.

His pain was greater than that of the bespectacled girl.

How many flights of stairs do you have to carry a bag of rice up...?

Broly shook his head, banishing the strange thought that suddenly popped into his head—the urge to float up into the sky and destroy the city—and looked at Hill, who had gotten up, asking, "Are you alright?"

"It's alright, thank you for your concern."

Hill stood up and bowed to the half-person-high potted plant beside him to express his gratitude.

"I'm over here."

Broly offered a reminder.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Hill squinted and peered closer at the potted plant, then squinted again to get a clear look at Broly before quickly apologizing to the boy.

"It's okay, oh dear, can't you see?"

Broly's chin was bumped by the head lifted up by the bespectacled girl, but he still managed to ask the question.

"I have high myopia and astigmatism. Without my glasses, I can't see anything at all."

Hill answered honestly.

"Huh, is it that serious?"

Mine was somewhat surprised.

"Look closely, this guy seems even more handsome without his glasses."

Merard glanced at Hill, his eyes suddenly lighting up, and reached out to take the glasses frame off the girl's nose.

"Ah, please don't take my glasses away."

"But it's already broken!"

"It was broken, but..."

Hill was a little anxious, but the blurry vision made her hesitant to act rashly.

All they could do was stay in place, trying to squint and blink.

It looked somewhat like he was indiscriminately flirting with everyone present.

"Guest, please stop teasing my friend. People with severe myopia like her will feel very uneasy if they lose their glasses and can't see clearly."

Hua Ling stepped forward, pulled her friend behind her, and looked at Melard as she spoke.

"Mellad".

Broly noticed that the happiness score had dropped a little more and called out to Merad as well.

"Okay, but I didn't mean to tease her, I just genuinely think she looks better without glasses."

He handed the glasses frame to the girl with the bun hairstyle and said something serious.

Hill's happiness level has increased.

After putting his glasses back on, Hill's happiness score jumped from three to seven.

"Thank you."

She squinted and thanked Broly again.

"Seriously, given your condition, are you still able to serve customers normally?"

Leone asked curiously.

"Of course not, but I'm still here, and I'll call other colleagues over to help later."

Hua Ling answered in this way.

"I'm sorry I couldn't satisfy the customer who specifically requested my service."

Beside him, Hill apologized again.

"Also, there's one more thing, and that's about your clothes, sir..."

"What happened to my clothes?"

"Last night, due to our negligence, your clothes were accidentally lost."

Hua Ling spoke on Hill's behalf.

"But rest assured, we are willing to compensate for the cost of the clothes."

"I'm so sorry, I'm very sorry about losing the guest's clothes, please forgive me."

Hill continued to bow and apologize.

"How much would you charge for the clothes you took off yesterday, sir?"

Hua Ling then helped ask.

"Do I need to pay for my clothes?"

Broly scratched his head and asked Nahash.

"Brother, those clothes are free. They were a gift from the Rabbit Merchant Guild to thank you for your runner-up finish in the Western Martial Arts Tournament."

Nahashu replied.

"Yes, my shirt is free."

Broly turned around and subconsciously repeated Nahash's words.

But just now, everyone in the private room heard Nahashu's reply.

Therefore, what Broly subconsciously repeated was interpreted differently by Hua Ling.

"It's free. What would you like, sir?"

Hua Ling pulled her friend back a step.

"What do I want?"

Broly was taken aback, but the question didn't require much thought; he could answer it immediately.

I want her to be happy!

Broly pointed at the girl with glasses and said.

"Oh, Hill only lost one of your clothes, but you want her to pay you back for her whole body?"

Hua Ling and her friend retreated again, then questioned, "Don't you think this is going too far?"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Broly looked bewildered, his face practically screaming: What are you talking about?

(End of this chapter)