왕자님은 양파 따위에 울지 않는다

The blasted war has ended.

Three years from then, this countryside village seems to be pretty stable, too, but…

This bear-like vagrant has barged into our restaurant and spouts nonsense.

“I have come to repay the debt I have incurred to your father during the war.”

But this guy doesn’t even know what his debt is.

And my father died during the war, so I can’t even ask him what it was!

When I tell him that it’s fine, and that he should leave, this wanderer goes–

“How much do you want? I’ll follow whatever you say.”

It’s money I don’t have, not pride!

“Enough about money, pay with your body.”

“….My body, or another’s body? Either way, I can provide–”

“Go slice those onions!”

#Cursed ML who can’t read the room x Current-restaurant-manger, future-hopeful-for-next-village-chief FL