Tell the Dragons to Stop Coming

After taking Reanes on as an apprentice, it became difficult to call Maison Montbell an ordinary restaurant.

It hadn't been ordinary for a while, of course, but that wasn't the important issue right now.

Well, even if we set aside the fact that a bratty dragon had joined the kitchen, the biggest problem was simply that there were suddenly a lot more dragons among the guests.

Once the dragons acquired a taste for the place, they completely forgot how to restrain themselves and began coming in like mad.

At first, it was fun.

The dragon guests made their reservations politely, ate the courses while mimicking humans, and left absurdly generous tips.

I thought to myself that a dragon was still a guest, after all.

They paid, didn't break any tableware, and didn't breathe fire in the dining hall, so it was fair to call them good guests.

But when three became five and five became ten, a problem arose.

The reservation ledger began filling up with dragons...