Skill Maker in a Game Like World-Chapter 46: Manager’s Decision

James knitted his eyebrows at that.

"Who ordered that table? Where is the person? If they haven't come yet, give it to us first, we won't be long," he said.

As an Awakener, he naturally objected to his wishes not being met.

The waiter finally realized that these three young men who came had a selfish side.

This made it difficult for her to answer.

"Sir, a reserved table cannot be given to someone else because the customer paid more. If the customer comes and they don't get their table, then we have to compensate them," she said, trying to explain gently despite the fact that she felt angry.

"If they come, we will pay the compensation," James replied in a high tone, insisting on sitting at the table.

The other diners began to notice them, he felt he couldn't back down now or they would think they didn't have the ability to be arrogant.

Of course, they couldn't show off their strength right away, but at least it was necessary to show that their money was not small.

Enzo just kept quiet without commenting, knowing that this was something inevitable when he followed James.

Since he had already brought him this far, he chose to give him a face to act as he pleased.

If they suddenly came into conflict with someone else, it wouldn't be difficult to overcome considering they were Awakeners.

However, if their opponents turned out to be stronger Awakeners, he would probably just let James take matters into his own hands.

Of course, such cases were extremely rare.

In the entire earth with a population of over fifteen billion people, there was only about one million Awakeners, meeting one was an extremely rare case.

The probability was less than 0.01 percent. That was why even Novice Awakeners dared to act uncontrollably.

Other than that, the majority of Awakeners are Beginners and Experts. Above those two are really very few.

The waiter seemed speechless because of James' words.

She rolled her eyes, glancing at the other waiters for help but no one approached.

Dealing with a group of unreasonable youths was something they always wanted to avoid.

Unfortunately, as a restaurant from another country, their background was very weak. They tended to be cautious when dealing with people who might have a strong background.

Seeing her silence, James said, "Brother Enzo, let's go over there!"

He took a step, filled with confidence then added in a loud voice, "give us all your best dishes!"

It seemed that he became so unrestrained that he ordered without control and forgot that everything would be paid for by Enzo.

However, Enzo didn't mind paying no matter how much it was considering that there was now too much money in his account and he didn't know where to spend it.

He followed James to the table beside that window with Owen, leaving the waiter with a helpless expression.

"Hmph, a bunch of arrogant youngsters, they must think they're great..."

As he passed by one of the tables, Enzo heard someone sneering at them, an old man eating with his little grandchildren.

Of course, there were many who sneered given their unpleasant behavior, but the old man's voice was the loudest.

James seemed to be disturbed at the old man's words so he looked at him intensely.

"What's wrong, boy? Do you want to say that you're someone's son?" The old man was not afraid, he just sneered again as he responded to James' gaze.

It seemed that he had often encountered a group of arrogant youths and he knew how they behaved.

The one they relied on was naturally their father.

From the looks of it, he was someone who had a strong background so this type of arrogant youth did not worry him at all.

Unfortunately, James was definitely not embarrassed at all by his nature.

However, when he wanted to say something, Enzo nudged his hand, signaling him to continue his steps.

Since it was his wish, James naturally obeyed.

It wasn't that Enzo wanted to be well-behaved, but he was just too lazy to hear another argument before he ate.

They then sat at the table beside the window together.

It was a more comfortable spot as they could enjoy the breeze from outside.

Meanwhile, the waiter who had welcomed them went to the back room with a depressed expression.

It wasn't the kitchen where the chefs cooked, but it seemed to be where the manager had her office.

Inside, there was a Japanese woman sitting behind a desk, facing the wall behind her where a window was.

It overlooked a street that was lower than the Japanese restaurant.

At first glance, she looked like a typical office worker, wearing a white shirt with her hair in a neat bun.

However, the Japanese woman was actually holding a samurai sword in her hand.

She swiveled her chair forward when the waiter opened her office door, revealing a beautiful face with slightly dark skin for a Japanese woman. Perhaps she sunbathed a lot.

She was only about 25 years old, but it was clear from her gaze that she was a special woman.

When the chair turned, the samurai sword in her hand disappeared while her previously sharp gaze as she stared at the window disappeared.

Suddenly she looked like a professional career woman.

The waiter didn't notice the change at all. In fact she had already turned to the front when she was staring into the office so she didn't see her either when she faced backwards and when she turned her chair around.

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"Manager, what should I do? There are three very arrogant men. They took the reserved desk. The person who reserved the table will probably be here any minute. They definitely won't accept it when they see their table taken," said the waiter, explaining the incident outside to the woman sitting behind the counter.

She didn't have a solution and didn't dare to take responsibility if something bad happened, so she naturally just handed the matter over to the manager.

She was sure the manager already knew because the computer on her desk clearly showed all the events ahead including the voice from James.

The Japanese woman who was the manager of this restaurant did not change her expression excessively.

However, she actually shook her head in response.

"Just leave them alone and tell the chefs to prepare their orders," she said, startling the waiter.

"Manager, but them?" The waiter wasn't sure what was going through the manager's mind for her to make such a decision.

This would practically only make the situation worse.