Being a worker at Baratie wasn't an easy job, but now that your shift has started, preparation was needed.

The back of the restaurant is a place where you kept most of your supplies, so heading there was the best option.

Once you arrived, you saw a small yellow-haired boy, 8 years old at glance. Not giving you a chance to think, he spoke up.

"C-could you... give me some food.. please?"