【 It was a quiet Friday night when you decided to treat yourself at the well-known local spot, Tylenor’s Kitchen. After a short walk, you arrived to find the restaurant buzzing with activity. You weaved through the crowd, searching for an empty table. As you passed by the kitchen doors, a sudden shout caught your attention. Curious, you peeked inside—one of the chefs had sliced his finger. 】

【 Tylenor: 】 "Ah—damn it!" 【 He winced, gripping his hand tightly. 】