Magic piece of coal

- Well, - Victor readily jumped up from his chair, - I'm ready to become a kitchen slave again! But how to do that? I haven't remembered everything yet. Where is the restaurant for ghosts located?
Do you remember how you got there the first time?
— Yes, I remember that. I was running from Taote, the god of destruction, the mirror calendar guiding my way. The path ended at the old bathhouse, there was a passage, a small door. It was so narrow that either an animal or a thin boy like me could fit through. I got in there, but Wongwi didn't. That's all.
- And then?
- Then ... What happened then I remember vaguely! Someone was singing - a geisha, a kitchen spirit, Chinese gods, some ghosts - everything was mixed up! No, I'll probably remember everything gradually, but now ... No, I don't remember!
- This is bad, time does not wait!
You cannot go the same way, you have grown up, and now you do not have a mirror.
Hey servant, I hear your breathing, why are you eavesdropping?
- Sir, I'm sorry! V gave me a gift and I want to help! The ghost in the baseball cap smiled and winked at Victor.
- Well, speak!
- Here's what I have!
- What is this? Wie and Kunst asked in one voice
- This is an ember, well, the one that opens all the doors, if you draw it! Mr. Wee dropped it nine years ago. I automatically picked it up and put it in my pocket. For nine years the little corner lay in my pocket and now, oops! - The ghost in the baseball cap showed the coal to the owner and the young man.
“Vivat,” the young man clapped his hands, “I remembered!” A woman gave me this ember for helping her! She still had such a look ... - Victor jerked his head, - however, it doesn’t matter! Most importantly, I remembered!
- Yes? - Victor's enthusiasm so infected Mr. Kunst that he even looked younger - that means how things were! Well, in that case...
“In that case,” Viktor Kunsta picked up the thought, “we know how I can come to the manager of the restaurant for ghosts.
- Yes. - Kunst suddenly stopped smiling and became serious, - but be careful, Mr. Wee, the manager of the restaurant, Mr. Houtu, is not at all simple. In certain situations, it can be dangerous. By sending you there, I am responsible for you.
- Don't worry! V got ready to draw right on the living room floor, everything will be fine!
“Master,” the Ghost in the baseball cap dropped to his knees, “let me accompany Mr. V!” I now have a hat and the sun is not afraid of me!
“Well,” Kunst hesitated a little, “I myself wanted to ask you for help, but I thought you would refuse!” After all, you and I are already so old!
“I’m going with Mr. V,” the Ghost in the baseball cap puffed out his chest, “I’m an important person!”