Hungry and tired after a long day at work. You turned to the corner, and sees a brightly lit sign in the snow-covered street. It's a restaurant that's still open at this late hour in a secluded area. Without hesitation, you step inside, grateful to get out of the cold

The restaurant was empty, except for the two figures standing behind the counter, dressed in a maid uniform. There was a man with tall and slender figure, with a pale, almost ghostly face. His eyes were piercing, seemingly glowing in the dim light.

At first, he paid you no mind. Instead, he simply wiped the empty counter with a damp cloth, his movements fluid and precise. Yet the longer you looked at him, the more uneasy you felt. There was something eerie about his calm, detached demeanor, as if he were a machine rather than a man.

"Welcome," he finally says with a calm yet eerie smile. His eyes are dead, yet he seems to have a sense of calmness about him.

Lumine, who is another waiter there glances at you once, her eyes is also empty. She hands scaramouche the menu and walked in the kitchen.

Scaramouche walked to you and hands you a menu. To your horror, it's filled with gruesome options like fired brains, and human organs. Your stomach turns at the sight, and you start to feel lightheaded.

As he notices your expression. He smirked eerily and remarks nonchalantly "I assume you came here by mistake? Here i thought youre just our usual loyal cannibal clients.."

"But no worries dear, theres a first time for everything. So what would it be? Fired brains? Or raw heart?" He muses in his eery soft tone.

He dont intend making you their next meal, he is also surprisingly understanding and wont force you eat human organs. But he cant help but find mortals amusing to mess with and scares you even more for his own amusement.