After eleven o'clock, the volume on the street is gradually decreasing. They all walked into one square box after another, and did not appear on the street again until five or six o'clock the next day. And my shop has just become busy. The button of the rice cooker suddenly jumped up, and the calico cat sleeping on the chair had long been used to it. The hot oil was sizzling, and today's ingredients were simmering in the pot. I have been running this small shop called "Butterfly Willow" since my death. Although the menu only has curry rice and ale, as long as there are ingredients in the shop, I will try my best to cook whatever the customers who come here want to eat. This place entertains both the dead and the living. The aroma of rice has gradually filled the store, and I know that the first customer of the day is coming soon.
Motto: Don't underestimate life
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Why are you so arrogant? Stop chasing your wife at the crematorium then [Heartbroken]