I Opened an Inn Next to a Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 148



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Episode 148

Fellow hurried up to the room. What smell? Why would there be a smell? It couldn’t be… .

“Huh.”

Fellow held his breath and held his nose. As soon as he entered the room, the smell of shit began to creep up on him. It wasn’t terribly clean, but it still smelled.

Pello looked around. Not only that, but the staff members were also holding their breath.

“Why does it smell? Is there shit in here?”

Pello muttered in a snotty voice, holding his nose. Then he went into the room and looked around.

There was nothing wrong with the room. There was a little dust, but nothing on the bed, the windows were fairly clean, and the shelves and tables were fine.

But the smell was definitely there. So there was only one answer left: it wasn’t a room problem.

Pello went to the side room immediately. The side room was not connected to the guest room. He wanted to have one bathroom attached to each guest room like Eugene’s inn, but he didn’t have the ability to do so.

That was an advanced architectural technique that could only be done in luxury hotels in big cities. Even that required the cooperation of several magicians and architectural specialist magic engineers. There was no way that a mere unknown merchant like Pelo could do that.

Well, there was no problem at all. It’s okay to just poop, right? So what’s the problem with that?

When I went to the side room, I could smell the smell of shit. It was clear that this smell had come up to the guest room. When I checked inside the side room, it was quite full. Pello’s face crumpled.

“Fuck. How many days have you been gone? Who’s in charge of the side office?”

“It’s probably a paren.”

“Call that kid.”

“yes.”

Pello called in the staff member in charge of cleaning the side room and questioned them. Upon further investigation, he found out that the side room had not been cleaned for nearly a week. If they had cleaned it right away, there would have been no smell, but if they had just left it there, it would have accumulated and caused problems.

Of course, the employee named Paren had an excuse. It was because he was so busy. Since there was work here and there, he had no choice but to do this and that. So he forgot his original mission.

But does that mean you can’t do your original duty? That’s unacceptable. At least that’s what Pello thought.

It was a fellow who completely forgot that he had made her work too much.

“Ha, I guess I’ll go back.”

Fellow sighed, ruffling his hair.

There was no luck. The customer who complained was a famous merchant with a lot of money. I heard he was a nobleman. Why would a person like that travel? He should be comfortable and stay at home.

His voice was also incredibly loud. He was screaming so loudly that he couldn’t sleep because of the smell. Oh my. Maybe that’s why the rumor spread to the other guests.

Three groups of guests who had said they would stay long term ended up leaving early. It was not pleasant to see the guests I thought were in my arms leave.

“Fire that bastard named Paren.”

“yes.”

“After, dog -like cubs.”

Pello cursed at Paren. No matter how much I thought about it, it was that kid’s fault. If only that kid had done his job well, there wouldn’t have been such complaints.

What? It’s your fault, but you’re saying the CEO who didn’t supervise management was the bigger problem? You’re just lying there laughing.

‘How hard I worked.’

You worked so hard to manage the inn, and yet you don’t even know that and you keep badmouthing the owner. That damn bastard who’s like a parent or something. That kind of guy should be fired without fail. You should find another job.

‘No, and what’s wrong with it if it smells? It might smell a little.’

Any inn smells bad. If you’re a merchant, you know that. But why were you yelling so loudly?

This is definitely a conspiracy. It must be the work of another innkeeper who opened a nearby inn. That’s what Pello thought. How else would he be able to raise an issue like this?

* * *

The smell problem was somehow resolved. I talked to the previous guests and cleaned up the side room. It seemed like the problem was resolved, but it wasn’t.

“Strangely, the number of customers has decreased.”

The number of customers is decreasing.

Not much. Sales didn’t decrease that much.

But it has definitely decreased.

This means that customers are leaving little by little.

Fellow’s heart sank as he saw the sales noticeably decrease compared to the first few days of business.

“Why on earth? Why?”

“… … .”

“Is there a reason? Tell me anything that comes to mind. I won’t say anything.”

He wanted to gather his employees and share their opinions. However, the employees were not willing to open their mouths. Not only the new employees, but also the subordinates who had followed him from the beginning.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? I told you to say something.”

“… … .”

“Are you worried about getting in trouble? It’s okay. I won’t say anything, so just talk frankly.”

Only then did the employees begin to stutter and open their mouths.

The accommodations seem a bit expensive, the rooms don’t seem to be well maintained, there was a lot of dust on the blankets, the food is too expensive, some guests said it wasn’t very tasty, they treat people of different races too poorly, I heard that the original restaurant next door employs people of different races and treats customers of different races fairly…

All sorts of criticisms were thrown out. Pello listened to them calmly, but his eyebrows furrowed. He seemed to be getting angrier as he listened. He just kept quiet because he had something to say.

But fundamentally, Pello was a writer with a very hot temper. In the end, he could not hold back his boiling anger.

“What? The accommodation is expensive? Isn’t that normal? This is in the forest. It’s not the city. Even if it’s like that, there are plenty of guests staying here. Are you saying that because you don’t know that? Who said that?”

“… … .”

“And what? The housekeeping isn’t good? There’s a lot of dust on the blankets? Is that what you’re talking about? Aren’t you supposed to be good at housekeeping? And are you asking me about that now?”

Fellow’s voice grew louder. The expressions on the faces of the employees who heard it darkened. No, I said it because I was told to, but why is that kid acting like this? And you said you wouldn’t scold him.

If I could say it right now, I would say it. But there was no one here with the courage to say it.

“Is the food expensive? If it’s expensive, how expensive is it? I told you, it’s in the forest, so you can charge a little more.”

“… … .”

“Oh, this is driving me crazy. You’re not giving me any productive advice, but you’re just saying things to make me feel worse? Are you just trying to insult me ​​right now?”

“Oh, no. That’s not it. We just told you to… … .”

“Well, let me continue. The food doesn’t taste good? Okay. That makes sense. It means the chef can’t cook. Right?”

The fellow pointed out the chef. The chef’s face hardened. He had pointed out himself in front of all the staff.

“What do you think? Didn’t you say you’re good at cooking? Didn’t you say you’ve worked in a fancy restaurant for 10 years?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“But why are you saying something like that? I’d like to hear your opinion, Mr. Clove?”

“That, that’s it. The quality of the incoming materials is not good, so there’s nothing we can do… … .”

“What? Aha, the material is the problem? So, our Matthew, who is in charge of supplying the material, is the problem?”

“Huh? Oh, no, that’s not it! I didn’t mean to insult Mr. Matthew… …!”

A fierce spark flew. The expression on the employee’s face, Matthew, hardened. Chef Clove was at a loss.

“Oh, that wasn’t the intention? Then it’s my problem. The boss’s problem. It’s all my fault. Right?”

“That, that’s not it either! Why are you taking it that way!”

“No, it’s not. It’s my fault.”

Clove’s face turned red and blue from the constant sarcasm. Clove’s body trembled. It seemed as if she was trying hard to suppress her anger.

But couldn’t you stand it?

“Fuck.”

He ended up swearing.

“What? What kind of foot?”

“I won’t do it.”

Clove threw down his chef’s hat and rolled up his sleeves, grumbling.

“Did I say something wrong? What can I do when all the ingredients coming in are bad? Ingredients are more than half of the ingredients in a dish!”

“Hey, this kid. Now.”

“Don’t you think I know, Pelo? You want to save money somehow, so you tell me to buy cheap groceries. I told you not to skimp on groceries.”

Fellow’s face turned red in an instant. But Clove didn’t stop. At that point, I had to assume she had given up on working here.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Matthew. I didn’t mean to insult you. What did Mr. Matthew do wrong? I just did what I was told.”

“Oh, no, I.”

Matthew, who was suddenly pointed out, was flustered. Clove continued.

“I tried to endure it because they paid me a lot, but honestly, I can’t stand it. I’d rather work comfortably and earn less. Do you think I can’t work somewhere else? No way. There are many places I can go.”

“… … .”

“I can’t do it.”

Clove threw her cooking clothes nervously. Then she tried to leave.

“Hey! Hey! Where are you going!”

“I won’t do it. Don’t catch me.”

“Hey, this kid!”

“Oh, right. I didn’t tell you this. Fello, you have a shitty personality. You’re a fucking old fart. You’re more suited to be a back-alley thug than a merchant. You understand?”

Squeak!

bang!

Clove opened the door roughly and went out. We probably won’t see Clove again.

“… … .”

“… … .”

There was silence inside the inn. The atmosphere was a total mess. No, even a mess would be better than this.

The employees who were listening silently thought.

‘Fuck… … .’

‘If you leave the tripe like this, what are we supposed to do…?’

‘But is it okay for that kid to do that? Isn’t it scary?’

‘If it were our boss’s personality, he would immediately chase after him and stab him in the back… ‘

* * *

Regrets are always too late. Spilled water cannot be gathered up again.

Well, I did manage to pick up a little bit, but it was literally just a little bit.

Fellow lamented. Why did I do that? Why did I get so upset?

He apologized to his employees. He also gave them a generous bonus. Although he was a miserly fellow, he didn’t spare money in times like these. At least he knew what was important. So fortunately, he was able to reconcile with his employees. He quickly hired a cook, and business resumed as usual.

But the real problem wasn’t the employees. It was the customers.

The conversation at that time spread to all the guests.

All the conversations that took place that day were about expensive accommodations, expensive and bad food, and housekeeping.

The problem was that my voice was too loud. Even though I called her separately and spoke in a different place, there was no way I wouldn’t hear her when she spoke so loudly. And she wasn’t speaking in a soundproof booth or anything.

How could a rumor just sit still? The rumor spread like wildfire from mouth to mouth. In no time, Pello became a wicked landlord. A wicked landlord who treated his employees badly. A greedy wicked landlord who didn’t care about managing the guest rooms but wanted to save money.

That wasn’t all. Rumors spread that they were treating foreigners poorly. That was true. In fact, it wasn’t a big deal because it wasn’t a flaw from a human perspective. People thought that it was the original store that was strange for treating foreigners well, and that it wasn’t the inn’s fault.

Anyway, Pello’s inn suddenly became a corrupt establishment. Then, strangely enough, the number of customers that had been abundant dropped by half.

Even that was decreasing little by little. It was obvious what would happen if things continued like this.

Accordingly, Pello’s spirit became weaker.

“Did I do that wrong?”

Inside a deserted inn with few guests, Pello looked back blankly on the past with his hair disheveled.

‘To be honest, I did something wrong.’

Looking back, I realized that it was all my fault. I managed things poorly and I should have had a different mindset.

But did that mean business would be good?

I thought about it, but I couldn’t come up with an answer.

He was confused.

What should I do?

What should I do next?

He thought about it carefully and then came up with an answer.

‘Let’s go to the original store.’

Let’s go to the original inn and ask for help, despite our shame.

I can’t just go down the drain like this.

Now that I think about it, that guy named Eugene seemed to be really good at business.

Otherwise, how could there be so many guests?

So he went straight to Eugene.

“What is happening here?”

“Well, actually, something like this happened to me… … .”

I spoke candidly about what had happened and humbly asked for advice.

Fortunately, the man named Eugene responded with a smile to his sudden request.

“Excuse me? This may be sudden, but are you sure you can help me?”

“Yes. Well, I guess it could work, right?”

“Thank you! Thank you so much!”

Pello bowed his head. He saw the man in front of him as an angel. Maybe he really was an angel?

Fellow opened his ears. He was ready to hear anything. What kind of bitter feedback would this man give him?

“Before I tell you, I want to say this first.”

“What do you mean?”

“Honesty? That’s important. But there’s something more important than that.”

“What is that?”

“That’s exactly what you’re good at.”

“yes?”

Are you good at it?

“That’s exactly right. Business isn’t all about working hard. If that were the case, everyone else would have been rich by now.”

“… … .”

“So, you have to do well. That means you have to have good ability.”

For example, being a building owner, or having a lot of money to begin with so they don’t really care about things like saving up, or being good at magic or spiritism, or having modern knowledge, or having knowledge of magical engineering, or having a dwarf helper, or having a dragon friend…

Eugene added quietly, but Pello didn’t hear it.

“No, are you kidding?”

“No, I’m serious.”

Unfortunately, it was true. That was Eugene’s secret to success.