I'm Terrible at Running an Inn, So I Have No Choice but to Conquer Demons

Alan transmigrated to an age of steam-powered fantasy and became the owner of a run-down hotel.

He had no supernatural powers, no fortune to his name, only a tarnished reputation, a hotel nobody cared about that was on the verge of being bought out, and a pair of eyes that could see people's favorability and needs!

While others avoided demons like the plague, Alan could identify their needs precisely and turn them into his guests.

And when he brought the first mountain of flesh into his hotel, the place underwent a transformation.

[Hotel Unlocked]

[Reach 10 Satisfaction to draw Primordial Essence]

Wasn't it time to kick off the great age of attracting guests?

Twisted, mutating phantoms, elegant banshees, and minotaurs consumed by bloodlust one by one checked into his hotel.

[Primordial Essence of Wisdom [Uncanny]: You can slip into the shadows. Remember to stay away from sunlight]

[Primordial Essence of Pleasure [Lust]: You can grow tentacles. Remember to stay away from priestesses]

And so Alan ran the hotel while making money selling alchemical products made with Primordial Essence.

An alchemy prodigy willingly took a low-ranking position for him, cultists ground their teeth in hatred, and a mad scientist came to discuss the future with him.

From a little hotel to the steam-powered "Peace Hotel."

From a small-time owner to the shadowy underworld of the steam-powered world.

Until one day, Alan saw four favorability indicators appear above his head.

[The Essence of Life, the Essence of Pleasure, the Essence of Wisdom, the Essence of Courage]

[Favorability: ???]

[You have always been watched by beings from the Warp]