Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Chapter 852 Waaah, I Also Want to Become a Little Sister

“That’s... about right.”

Mag looked down at the pair of Red-top Tricolor Ducks huddled together on the floor, and decided that ugly ducks was quite an apt name for them. Follow current s on (f)ir(e).nᴇt

“Meow, meow~” Ugly Duckling was also looking on from the side with a curious expression.

“Did you go off to find parents for Ugly Duckling? They’re just as ugly as Ugly Duckling!” Amy’s eyes lit up as she picked up Ugly Duckling, then placed it beside the two ducks as she nodded, and said, “They really do look identical!”

Really? Both Mag and Krassu, who had accompanied Amy back to the restaurant, raised their eyebrows in unison.

“This is how a family should be.” Amy nodded in a content manner before turning to Mag with an expectant look on her face as she asked, “Father, are we have roast duck today?”

“Meow, meow, meow, meow~”

Ugly Duckling immediately cried out in a panicked manner, and then frantically pointed at the three ducks with one of its paws before pointing back at itself as if it were trying to announce that they were completely different creatures.

Amy pressed Ugly Duckling’s little paw back to its side, and smiled as she said, “I get it, you’re very happy that you’ve found your parents. I’m also very happy for you, so I think we should have a celebration tonight.”

Ugly Duckling’s stared at Amy with wide, horrified eyes as if it were looking at a terrifying demon.

Mag was quite amused by the interaction between Amy and Ugly Duckling, but he was rather taken aback by what he saw when he turned his attention to Krassu. “Master Krassu, what happened to your beard?”

Krassu held his own beard in extremely high regard, and he’d been very depressed for a long time after half of it had been burned away by a fireball unleashed by Amy. After carefully nurturing it ever since then, the beard had grown significantly longer, but for some reason, it was almost completely gone now.

“Well... I heard that long beards aren’t popular nowadays, so I decided to try cutting it short.” Krassu felt as if his heart were bleeding, but he still forced himself to keep up a cheerful facade. What else could he do? Tell everyone that his beard had been burned away by his own disciple?

“Then why were you crying when you cut your beard, Master Half-beard?” Amy asked as she looked up at him with a curious expression.

“Those... Those were tears of joy.” Krassu was clearly feeling rather uncomfortable with this topic, and he suddenly changed the subject as he turned to the pair of ducks on the ground, and said, “Let’s talk about the roast ducks we’re going to have tonight.”

“Yes, yes!” As expected, Amy’s interest was immediately drawn away by the prospect of roast ducks.

After explaining the situation over and over again, Mag was finally able to convince the two not to eat the three ducks.

He hadn’t opened the experience bag yet, nor had he studied the practiced making the dish in the test field for the God of Cookery, so he was naturally still unable to cook traditional Quanjude Peking Duck.

“Meow~”

Ugly Duckling sidled over to the pair of ducks with a pitiable expression on its face, seemingly resigned to the fact that it had now been categorized as a duck.

The two Red-top Tricolor Ducks opened their wings before encircling them around Ugly Duckling, creating a scene that was akin to a touching family reunion.

Mag cooked some dinner for Amy and Krassu, and following Krassu’s departure, Amy stood at the entrance of the restaurant, looking up at Mag with an expectant gaze. “Father, can we go and see the little sister at Uncle Blue Fatty’s house?”

“Of course we can,” Mag replied with a nod and a smile. The restaurant was supposed to be closed for business for the entire day, so he didn’t have to open it for the dinner service. On top of that, he had some affinity with those twins, so he also wanted to pay them a visit.

“Wait for me here; I’m going to prepare some things,” Mag said before making his way into the kitchen.

15 minutes later, Mag carried a lunchbox and a small gift box as he rode away on his bicycle with Amy in the back.

Harrison had given him Gjerj’s address before, and after asking a few passersby for directions along the way, Mag was able to successfully arrive at his destination.

After being notified of Mag and Amy’s arrival, Gjerj hurriedly rushed out of the door with a surprised look on his face, and asked, “Boss Mag, Little Amy! Why are you two here?”

“Uncle Blue Fatty, we’re here to see my little sister,” Amy said with a smile as she cast her gaze into the courtyard in a curious manner, and asked, “Where is she?”

Meanwhile, Mag handed over the boxes he was carrying to Gjerj with a smile, and said, “This is a portion of Yangzhou fried rice for your wife, and this is a present for your kids.”

“Oh, you really shouldn’t have, Boss Mag. Please come in.” Gjerj accepted the boxes with a smile before turning to Amy as he said, “Your little sister is inside; let me take you to her.”

Two servants strode out before carefully carrying Mag’s bicycle into the courtyard while Mag and Amy followed Gjerj into his house.

Gjerj was living in what was considered to be an affluent area in Chaos City. The city championed the concept of freedom, but that didn’t mean that there was no wealth gap in the city.

Gjerj’s family had a few shops and businesses that were quite profitable, but they could only be considered an affluent middle-class family that still couldn’t compare with the likes of the Buffett Family.

However, the courtyard was constructed in quite an organized manner, with a little garden that had clearly been taken care of very well, thereby reflecting their wealth as well as Miranda’s aesthetic standards.

A little boy who appeared to be around three years of age rushed over to Amy, and he spread open his little arms as he mumbled, “Big Sister... Big Sister... I want a hug! I want to be raised up high!”

“Do you think you’ll suddenly become more adorable just because you’re calling me big sister?” Amy asked in a calm manner.

Parber’s footsteps faltered, and he stared at Amy in a confused manner with his little arms still raised aloft.

“No matter what you say, you still haven’t become an adorable little sister. I hope you can realize that.” Amy shook her head before brushing past Parber in a cool and aloof manner.

“B-Big Sister won’t hug me... Waaah....” Parber lips puckered as he burst into tears.

“Haha, don’t cry, Parber, let’s go and see your little brother and little sister,” Gjerj hurriedly consoled as he bent down to scoop Parber up in his arms.

“I’m really sorry about this. Amy...” Mag began in an apologetic manner.

Gjerj shook his head with a smile, and said, “There’s no need to apologize, Boss Mag. I know that Little Amy is a kind little girl; it’s just that she only likes little sisters.”

Thus, Gjerj and Mag continued into the courtyard. Miranda was still breastfeeding her newborn daughter at the moment, so it was naturally inappropriate for Mag to go in. As such, only Amy followed Gjerj into the room.

Not long after that, Amy’s elated voice rang out from within the room. “Wow! What an adorable little sister! Can I hold her?”

“Waah, Big Sister is hugging Little Sister, but she doesn’t want to hug me... Waaah, I also want to become a little sister...” Parber’s dejected voice also rang out within the room not long thereafter.

Mag shook his head with an amused smile, clearly not envious of Gjerj’s current situation.

“Father, look!”

The door was opened, and Amy made her way out of the room while carefully holding a small baby that was wrapped up in layers of blankets.