The Omnipurpose Restaurant in Dungeon City

The first customer after opening barely acknowledged the greeting and immediately showed interest in the air conditioner.
“Excuse me, owner? What is this cool breeze?”
“Ah, that’s a magic tool called an air conditioner. It’s a magic tool that blows cold air to lower the temperature of the entire space.”
He had deliberately turned it on full blast before opening the restaurant.
‘Ah, do these ignorant otherworlders not know?
This is called heating and cooling. It’s essential in modern restaurants.’
‘Heating and cooling? I’ve never heard of such a thing!! Amazing!!!’
It wasn’t that he wanted to gain a twisted sense of superiority while seeing such foolish reactions. (Really, it wasn’t. The concept of heating and cooling exists in this world too.)
The first reason was to prevent both Jin while cooking and customers while eating from getting irritated due to the hot weather.
The second reason was that in this world where temperature control means are limited or costly, a restaurant with heating and cooling could be an appealing factor.
Like neighborhood banks that become senior centers in summer, there might be customers who come seeking coolness.
‘To be using such a magic tool so casually, it seems this really isn’t an ordinary restaurant, just as Kyle said.’
It’s ambiguous whether Jin’s expectations were met or not, but anyway, it was a successful attempt as the customer’s interest and favorability increased slightly.
Jin could see this too; thanks to the comfort of the air conditioner’s breeze, the customer’s slightly furrowed brow was slowly relaxing.
Looking at her relaxed face, she was quite beautiful.
Green hair typical of fantasy with a neat bob cut. Her tidy attire and small glasses gave off an intellectual vibe.
‘Though she looks a bit tired.’
Overall, she gave the impression of an OL exhausted from overwork.
It wouldn’t be polite to keep such a customer standing.
“Let me show you to a seat first. Ah, you did come for a meal, right?”
“Yes, I did. Thank you.”
Jin guided the customer to the counter seat again and brought out cold water and a wet towel.
“Here’s some water and a wet towel first. You can use the wet towel to wipe your hands or mouth.”
When Kyle came yesterday, he didn’t prepare these due to the unexpected situation.
But since he decided to officially run the restaurant, he didn’t forget to bring them out this time.
Aren’t water and wet towels the basic set for a restaurant?
“Cold water like this in summer?! And you use this clean towel just to wipe hands? No, more than that, I didn’t order anything?”
“Ah, these are just provided. It’s free. You can ask for more if you need.”
“This is free? You’ll even give more?”
Of course, as the customer’s reaction showed, this was also a service provided to take advantage of the temporal difference between modern and medieval times.
Not everyone can provide cool water and clean towels used once and thrown away.
Just like using heating and cooling as bait, this too was one of the baits.
Especially, it was a high-efficiency bait that didn’t cost much but had a good effect.
The power of free things is always formidable.
Look at the customer muttering “Free? Free? Why?” after experiencing the free reality shock.
It’s a bit amusing, but he can’t leave her like that forever, so Jin asked the question he’d been curious about.
“By the way, customer. How did you know about this place?”

“Huh? Is there a problem…?”
“No, it’s not that. Actually, today is our first day of business. We haven’t even done any promotion. So I was wondering how you knew there was a restaurant here and came to find it.”
“Oh, I see. I heard about it from an acquaintance. Kyle, he said he had dinner here last night.”
It was you, Kyle!
Who would have thought he’d even promote to other customers? And so quickly, in less than a day!
You really do everything, Kyle… no, Kyle hyung-nim!
“So it was Kyle’s recommendation! I only served him briefly last night, I didn’t expect him to introduce it to others so soon.”
“He’s like a little brother to me. He was bragging so much about how delicious it was. Made me want to try it too, you know?”
“Haha, that’s good for me. Then, customer?”
“Call me Seria.”
“I’m Jin. So, Seria, what kind of food would you like?”
Unlike Kyle, Seria was a customer who came officially.
So Jin didn’t decide arbitrarily and asked about her preferences.
In a way, this is the first normal restaurant business operation.
“Hmm, what exactly is this ‘Jeyuk-bokkeum’ that Kyle mentioned?”
“Jeyuk-bokkeum is a dish where pork shoulder is stir-fried in sauce.
It has a rich flavor and is a bit greasy, so men tend to like it.”
“Ah… It sounds delicious, but it might be a bit heavy for me.”
Seria passed on the Jeyuk-bokkeum, saying it might be too heavy for her.
Well, Jeyuk-bokkeum is soul food and one of the three emperors for men, but it’s not that popular among women.
“What other foods are possible?”
“Our restaurant prides itself on being able to accommodate almost any request.
We can even do custom orders, so please tell me what you’d like.”
Custom order.
Literally, an order tailored to the customer’s taste from start to finish.
In fact, this was the ultimate form of chef that Jin had dreamed of since childhood.
It was also the reason he started dreaming after seeing it in a drama.
If there’s a good thing about being possessed into a game, it’s that with the correction of skills, he can handle custom orders without difficulty, just like in the drama.
‘Not that I’m particularly grateful.’
If you can do it, there’s no reason not to.
This is also one of the elements that can appeal to customers.
In fact, Seria muttered softly, “This really is a unique restaurant…”
After pondering for a moment at the mention of custom orders, Seria said:
“Would an abstract request be okay?”
“An abstract request?”
“Yes, um, if it’s difficult, you can pretend you didn’t hear…”
“No, it’s fine. Please tell me.”
An abstract request.
That’s even better.
Isn’t it cool, like a scene from a drama?
Just like it’s cooler to say “Give me a glass of loneliness” instead of asking for a beer when you go to a bar.
You say it’s like chuunibyou? Dreams are cooler the more chuunibyou-like they are.
Seria spoke with an expression that seemed to wonder if this was really okay.
“Do you happen to have food that could relieve stress?”
She looks at me worriedly, as if wondering if she really made such a preposterous order.
Stress relief.
It’s certainly abstract.
Not delicious food, not a large quantity of food, but food that could relieve stress?
If she had said this at another restaurant, she might have been scolded for talking nonsense.
‘But my restaurant is different.’
In a restaurant run by a possessed person, this level of request doesn’t even count as difficult.
In the modern world, the concept of relieving stress through food is not particularly difficult and is widely common.
It’s naturally ingrained in everyday life.
Even the famous trap phrase for T’s, “I bought bread because I was depressed,” is based on the premise of relieving stress with food.
And if you’re Korean, you know a taste that has an excellent effect on relieving stress.
“Do you handle spicy flavors well?”
“Spicy…? I guess I’m average?”
That’s right, spicy flavor.
Koreans tend to enjoy eating spicy food when stressed, sweating profusely with the pain and feeling their mind go blank.
It might be misunderstood as national-level masochism, but this is strictly a scientific act.
In a way, it’s similar to the concept of catharsis from watching a sad movie and releasing emotions, or feeling refreshed after destroying your body with exercise.
Humans, interestingly, are an ultra-positive species that can turn even negative stimuli into positive ones.
I was already feeling the need to investigate this world’s standard for spiciness since making Jeyuk-bokkeum yesterday.
And now! Here’s a customer who needs spiciness for stress relief?
Isn’t this a situation that fits perfectly, like fate?
“So, could you help with creating a standard chart while eating spicy food?”
Of course, he wasn’t asking a customer who came on Kyle’s recommendation without offering anything in return.
“If you cooperate, I’ll treat you to the meal for free.”
“Hmm, does spicy food really help with stress relief? Won’t it just be painful and not tasty?”
Seria seems worried, only knowing spicy = painful.
“You can trust me on that for sure. I’ll make sure it’s delicious too.”
“…. Alright. Kyle praised this restaurant so much, I should trust it too.”
Seria, who had been slightly frowning and contemplating again, answered resolutely.
Seeing her look so scared made a sinister determination to show her the true value of spiciness well up even more.
“But I understand it’s spicy, what kind of food are you thinking of making?”
“What kind of food…”
The theme is spicy. And the customer is Seria, a woman.
Various spicy food candidates that rank high among women’s favorites came to mind, but.
“Tteokbokki. I’m going to make Tteokbokki.”
After all, Tteokbokki is the introduction to spicy food.