Synopsis
Died in a dungeon explosion. That was how my previous life ended — overworked, underpaid, and caught in the blast. Then I opened my eyes and it was three years ago. Fine. This time things are going to be different. No more wage s*ave nonsense. I quit on the spot and opened a cafe in the building my grandmother left me. Sure, it's right in front of a dungeon. Sure, nobody comes in. That's actually fine. The whole plan was to work two days a week and enjoy the other five. Simple. Easy. Except. [Class: Cafe Owner (F)] [Skill: Coffee…
