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I Want to Open a Restaurant in Prison
墨書 Inktalez
City F
"Cell 02, wake up."
I listened to the knocking sound outside and simply pulled the blanket over my head, turning away to continue sleeping.
"Hey! I'm talking to you! Can't you hear me?"
The door was opened, and I felt someone enter. I pretended not to hear and maintained my sleeping position.
Just as the person was about to get close to me, I struck suddenly.
"Pathetic!"
I shook my wrist and looked disdainfully at the thirteenth guard this month who had fallen into my trap. I skillfully stripped him of his clothes, then changed him into my outfit and tossed him into the corner.
Once I confirmed everything was fine, I took out the keys and locked the door in one smooth motion.
"Hey! Boss, look, it's that woman again. This is the thirteenth time she's attacked a guard this month."
A skinny guy said.
Next to him stood a big man who looked fierce, especially with the scar on his face, which added to his menacing aura.
"Interesting?"
I glanced at the Scarred Man with a playful expression and chose to ignore it.
"Stop right there!"
I pointed at myself and coldly asked, "Are you calling me?"
Immediately, laughter erupted around me.
"Boring."
I glanced at the few people who had spoken up, a couple of tough guys in the prison. I had my own matters to attend to and didn't want to waste time here.
But looking at the large figure blocking my path, I stopped in my tracks and said, "If you have something to say, just say it!"
My voice carried a hint of impatience.
"Hey! The little sister is angry~"
A man who looked extremely sleazy next to Scarred Man chimed in with a tease.
"Third Brother, tone it down," said a boy who seemed out of place among this group.
"Get lost, coward!" After saying that, he turned to me and added, "Little sister, being too aloof in prison isn't good. Why don't you act cute for your brother? I'll ask the boss to let you pass. How about that?" He said with a teasing expression.
"Move aside!"
I looked at the person in front of me, whose expression was filled with disdain, and my voice grew colder.
"Hey, everyone heard that, right? The little sister is telling me to move aside!"
He chuckled.
"Are you sure you won't move?" I smirked slightly, my tone flat.
Looking at the large man standing in front of me and the incessantly chattering Ugly Guy beside him, I smiled; it seemed I needed to stretch my legs a bit.
I kicked directly at the incessantly chattering Ugly Guy, watching him clutch his stomach and scream on the ground. I scratched my ear; he was so noisy.
Then I turned to the large man in front of me.
Before I could make a move, I saw the cold-looking man who had just spoken for me lean over and whisper something to Scarred Man. Scarred Man then gave me a meaningful glance before leaving.
Seeing the main character leave, everyone else dispersed as well, leaving only the screaming Ugly Guy on the ground.
"Coward, come help me!"
The person on the ground clutched his stomach and shouted at the cold man still standing there.
"Okay."
The man bent down and helped the Ugly Guy up from the ground.
He nodded to himself before leaving.
I looked at the two people walking away, and I could still hear the shouting of the Ugly Guy in the distance.
However, that had nothing to do with me; I had important matters to attend to.
In the prison kitchen
"Second Sister, back to cook again! You're a bit late this time!"
The chef inside greeted me warmly, "What are you planning to make today?"
"Sweet and Sour Pork Tenderloin."
I skillfully put on my chef's uniform and walked towards the kitchen, greeting everyone along the way.
Seeing the chefs around me looking like they had never seen the world, I exclaimed in exasperation, "Chubby Kid, get them all out of here; it's annoying to look at!"
"Sure thing, out you go,"
I looked at the Chubby Kid, who was eyeing the meat in my pot with envy while pretending to be fierce as he shouted at everyone:
"Get out first; otherwise, Second Sister won't give us any special treatment later!"
As soon as those words were spoken, everyone scattered.
I looked at the Chubby Kid standing straight beside me and asked in confusion, "Why aren't you going out yet?"
"Huh? I'm helping Second Sister," he replied with a silly grin.
"Alright, then help me pack the takeout boxes!"
I poured a large pot of Sweet and Sour Pork Tenderloin into a big bowl nearby and added, "No cutting corners!"
"I got it, I got it. I know Second Sister's rules," Chubby Kid said cheerfully as he started packing.
Before long, the aroma from the kitchen spread to every corner of the prison. Everyone knew today was the day Second Sister prepared the boxed meals, so they had lined up early at the cafeteria entrance.
If you looked closely, you would notice that this prison, which housed many serious Criminals, usually filled with fights and tight surveillance from guards, surprisingly displayed a harmonious atmosphere today.
Everyone was waiting in line orderly, except for a few exceptions in the corner.
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