Chapter 257: Side Story: At the table (c) (2/2)

They nearly thought that John had died! If it weren't for their excellent hearing that managed to hear his heartbeat, they would've already started digging a grave for their dear friend. As they say, a vampire in a coffin was alive, and a vampire under the sun was dead. Maybe putting John in a coffin would've revived him?

”I suspect he is acting to be asleep!”

Little nightmare: ”Any why would he do that?”

”To escape a beating that only comes once in a lifetime.” (It's because a person who receives such a besting ascends from the mortal world at night!)

”Hah, hah, hah! If he dares to move his body, even the slightest twitch, then I will help him ascend!”

Grace and the horrifying nightmare also appeared in the stall. They used John as a stepping stone to climb up the table and then jumped on the opposite chairs. John's body didn't move from its place, not even by a single inch. Either he was pretending to be asleep, or he was indeed out. But if the first was true, he wasn't moving because he was afraid that he would get his ass handed over to him by Theo.

”Master, what's this weird person doing? Why is he kissing the ground?” Grace asked such a question because she wasn't clear about this situation.

Elliot smiled at her gave an even weirder response to his weird situation: ”The tenth wonder of the universe—An intoxicated dog who loves kissing the dirty floor.”

Grace's little head exploded.

Grace: ”…”

”Don't think too much about it.”

Elliot made fun of John and ordered the chef to give them the finest piece of meat and the most incredible fruit juice he was selling at the moment.

”Dear customers, it will take a few minutes. I hope you would enjoy my live performance will come in hand and help you pass the time.”

The live performance began, and everyone's eyes dropped.

What they saw was a sight that they could no longer forget!

The boss's tummy was a freaking oven, and his hands, a fruit squasher!

The other parts of his body also had some culinary functions, and the one used to spice their food was his PP!

”Enjoy your meal, dear sir and dear spirit beasts!”

In the blink of an eye, he served multiple plates of simmering hot steak, one of the highest quality Elliot and the other had ever seen. Beside the plate of steak, the chef with no morals put a jug of fresh pear juice mixed with ten or so other ingredients, squeezed, chopped, minced, and mixed before getting poured into a glass bottle right in front of the eyes of his onlookers. As this was an open kitchen, everyone could tell that he didn't do anything insidious and used the freshest ingredients to make their dish.

Elliot, Grace, and little nightmare who had seen his sincerity found it hard to start digging in. It's because they had seen what the goddamn robot had used to sauce their steak! How could they even eat something like that?