Welcome to Dungeon Hotel

“Paladin?”

Jan Schultz, of course, responded to the word paladin, and Hyejin proudly began to explain it to Jan Schultz.

“She saved a Hunter not too long ago, and that Hunter….”

Hyejin pondered for a moment before she asked Miyeon.

“Mom, what is a porter in English?” 

When Miyeon seemed to be thinking for a while, Hyejin looked at me.

“Boss Unnie, can’t Boss Unnie translate it for me?”

I can’t.

But I can’t answer that. 

I felt my face burning and began to translate it. 

From the story, a (fake) S-Class Paladin found an F-Class porter, fed him and gave him a place to sleep in the sanctuary she protected, put the F-Class porter in a safe place in the dungeon, and then disappeared again—.

Do I even have to interpret how cute and pretty the Paladin is…?

In the first place, the Paladin wasn’t even revealed to the public…?

While translating, I grabbed my cheek, which seemed to be on fire and stood up.

“I, it’s too spicy. I’m thinking of making a latte, who wants to drink?!”

“Me!” 

Miyeon quickly raised her hand. At the same time, Hyeyu and Hyejin also raised their hands.

Then Jan Schultz secretly joined in with a face that had no clue what it was and raised his hand.

“The children are eliminated, and I’ll give you two a cup of coffee. Please wait.”

“Oh, why~! I can drink a cup of canned coffee! And while Hyeyu is a child, I am a teenager now?” 

“I can drink coffee milk, too!”

Leaving their complaints behind, I went up to get a coffee.

After a while, Jan Schultz, who drank the coffee I brewed admiringly, played hard with Hyeyu and Hyejin, and when Hyeyu started to doze off, they parted ways promising tomorrow.

“Are you going to ride a boat with Unnie and me tomorrow? Promise.” 

“I promise.” 

I don’t know how the conversation can happen, but Hyeyu and Jan made an appointment without an interpreter.

They even asked to meet him in front of the Yeongchun Hotel tomorrow morning.

Miyeon slightly wrinkled her face as she saw Jan making an appointment with Hyeyu.

She asked Jan in English.

“Wouldn’t you be tired because of my children?”

“No, it’s all right. I’m happy. I also have grandchildren of that age.”

Miyeon smiled slightly at the words.

“I think they will really like their grandfather. Because you play well.”

“Not necessarily.”

Jan’s face turned slightly dark. Miyeon and I noticed the change and looked at each other.

Come to think of it, I remember seeing a comment saying that Jan’s son-in-law was a Korean. 

After coming to Korea, why did he wander aimlessly without finding a place to stay?

While talking with Jan, I suddenly remembered Jan looking at Hyeyu and Hyejin with a bitter expression.

Perhaps, is he not on good terms?

There is one thing I realized after completing the quest to increase customer satisfaction several times.

Satisfaction is very subjective.

Objectively, you don’t need super-expensive beds, amazing showers, or super-delicious food to be satisfied with your hotel stay. 

What the guest in the room didn’t fill in their daily life, so they can feel happy only when they are filled with what they expected from the trip.

Then, what is it that Jan Schultz has not been able to fill in his daily life?

While I was thinking about that, Jan said to Hyejin, who was carrying Hyeyu on his back. 

“Oh. And tomorrow, can you tell me the story of the Paladin in a bit more detail? That’s interesting. An S-Class Paladin… if she really exists, I’d love to talk to her.”

Jan’s blue eyes shone.

Hyejin nodded her head excitedly, and I tried to look away.

* * *

The next morning.

The sounds of people outside woke me up.

When I went out with a messy face, guests were crowded around a table on the first floor. 

Looking at them, it was obvious that they had been drinking heavily at the Yonggung sashimi restaurant yesterday. They held the cup noodles they bought from the supermarket in their hands and pointed to the coffee pot on the first floor.

“Boss! Can I have some cup noodles here? Check-out is at 3, right?”

“Ah. yes. That’s right, but…” 

I paused, thinking about the fresh seafood I had bought a few days earlier. I don’t want to make them eat cup noodles, but I still hesitate to cook for them.

But I have a manual!

“I’ll make bag ramen instead of cup ramen.”

“Really? That would be great for us. There are a total of three people who are going to eat ramen. How much will the food cost?”

“I will not charge for the food. I’m still testing the menu. Please try it and rate the taste.”

Actually, I can ask Geumdong to cook and get paid for the food, but I can’t leave the food to the bellboy forever.

In this simple workplace with two employees and one boss, isn’t the more the boss knows how to do, the better it is? 

I thought so and tried to go upstairs. It was then.

Miyeon, whose eyes are swollen, came to the first floor as if she were trying to buy morning coffee.

“Hello…” 

“Yes. Hello. Would you like a latte?”

At my question, Miyeon weakly nodded her head.

Then suddenly, she looked at the guests with cup noodles and said hesitantly.

“Perhaps… can’t I eat cup noodles, too? I’ve been craving spicy food since morning.” 

“Ah, then I’m going to make a bag of ramen. Would you like to eat it?”

Miyeon nodded her head. 

But why is she so weak? Normally, she would have been kind to all the guests gathered here, right? 

I went upstairs and started cooking, feeling a little confused.

Ramen is a simple dish that only needs to be cooked according to the manual, so there was no big worry.

Water was also available in a measuring cup.

I just had to be careful when handling some of the seasonal seafood.

First of all, I found the material trimming in <A Guide for Managers Running Dungeon Hotels>.

Then there was a way to clean prawns and cockles.

“If I look for anything, everything comes out.”

I thought it strange and meticulously read the prawn and cockle care instructions. 

Then, I started trimming the prawns and cockles, dipping them into the ramen broth, and cooking them.

Soon, the mouth-watering smell of ramen mixed with the savory taste of seafood spread throughout the lounge.

Geumdong’s face brightened as he watched my cooking process as if he was anxious.

“Boss! It will be delicious!”

“Right?”

With a little confidence in my cooking, I sliced the green onions and left them out for the last time.

And at the same time, I lowered the shot, poured a cup of caffe latte into a cute takeout glass, and went downstairs. 

‘That was… very skillful just now.’

I was stunned to find myself getting used to it as the owner of Yeongchunjang rather than the manager of a dungeon hotel.

Come to think of it, hasn’t it been a while since no guests came through the revolving door these days?

But since there are so many guests in Yeongchun-myeon, I forgot about the revolving door for a while! 

Of course, not having hunters come through the revolving door meant that there were no hunters in danger, and Toto and Geumdong took turns guarding the front desk of the lounge, but they would focus on receiving guests from Yeongchun-myeon and miss the hunter guests who came through the dungeon. I was worried about it.

And if that guest were, by any chance, horribly injured in the dungeon and desperately needed help from a non-spirit—.

It gave me the chills.

‘From now on, I’m going to set up half-and-half business hours and switch between the lounge and the first floor.’

Even so, it was very uncomfortable.

‘I need to complete this quest quickly and increase the number of employees.’

I thought so and carefully moved the four ramen to the first floor.

When the guests smelled the ramen, they made a fuss about it, saying that they had already had a hangover.

I said while serving ramen to the guests and Miyeon.

“Try it and tell me how it tastes.”

Miyeon nodded and took a bite of the ramen.

Then she smiled. 

“It’s really delicious. I think you’re good at measuring the water.”

“I only put in as much water as it says on the ramen bag, well.”

I used not to understand that it was difficult to match the water for ramen noodles.

Ramen water is measured in a measuring cup, right…? 

At my words, Miyeon smiled slightly.

“I think the boss is very thorough. Unlike me, who came down to Yeongchun-myeon without any countermeasures…” 

I tilted my head.

“But I run away too, though?”

“Yes?” 

“The company I worked for was a mess. So I came down here like I was running away. I’m so stressed out. Running away may not have been the best option, but— I think I’m glad I ran away.”

‘The salary that goes to you is a waste!’

I frowned as I recalled the manager screaming and hitting the file folder.

“…Weren’t your parents against it? When you quit the company and came down here.”

Miyeon said so and glanced toward the Yonggung sashimi restaurant.

Is there any other reason for her swollen eyes?

“I don’t have parents, but there are people like my parents. They were a little bit against it. They were worried that I would suffer.” 

I answered, thinking of the ‘baby Junghyo fans’.

“Oh, my… I’m sorry… I… I mean…  Actually…” 

Miyeon was sorry, and she didn’t know what to do. 

Well— she doesn’t have to, but Miyeon didn’t seem to like it.

“…I had a little argument with my mom. Actually, I came down to Yeongchun-myeon after getting a divorce in Seoul, but I didn’t tell her about it all along, and then I told her yesterday. But when I was asked if I should’ve held it in at least because I saw the kids, I got angry and screamed, which led to a fight.”

Miyeon looked at me with a bitter face.

Her eyes were slightly filled with tears.

So this is why her eyes were all swollen.

“My mother must have said it because she was worried about me… I’m really… a bad daughter, right?” 

After a moment of hesitation, I sat down in front of her.

I wouldn’t dare to give advice to Miyeon, who seems to be much older than me.

But one thing I knew for sure.

“The head of the women’s association cut fish bones for two days to make seaweed soup when she heard that her daughter was coming. She must have loved her daughter that much. So she must be very worried.” 

“…That’s right.” 

“Still, I think it’s you who’s worried about your life the most.”

I saw Miyeon’s eyes widen. I’m objective, but this is what I think. 

Who worries me the most about my life is myself.

Just as the members of my baby junghyo fans can’t help but worry about my life, the head of the women’s association can’t help but worry about Miyeon’s life. 

“That’s why you don’t have to try too hard to live up to the worries and expectations of the head of the women’s association. I think you have a tremendous talent for the guests, and this is just a break in preparation for that talent.”

The reason I can say this is simple.

Because I’ve heard from Toto that Miyeon is an ordinary person with S-class solicitor skills if she’s a hunter.

It was clear that if she were that kind of person, she would be able to do well even if she went back to the big company she used to work for.

I thought so and looked at Miyeon. 

Miyeon’s face brightened when she heard that.

And at that moment, a window appeared in front of my eyes.

Congratulations! You’ve unleashed the potential of your hotel guests, allowing you to sign a ‘contract’ with them.

Would you like to recruit ‘Kang Miyeon (A non-Awakened person)’ as an employee?

Y/N

!Error! Lack of staff recruitment rights.

—Required Recruitment Rights (0/1)

Wait a moment…? 

Then, wasn’t the right to recruit employees just to select spirits?

And if her potential unleash, does that mean that her talent, which is still no different than an S-Class solicitor skill, has become an EX-Class solicitor skill? 

“Thank you very much, boss. Thanks to you, I think I know what I need to do from now on.”

Miyeon’s eyes shone softly.

 “I need to find a job in Yeongchun-myeon. I can’t remain a career break woman any longer.”