Japanese ghost falls in love with kitchen slave

The attitude towards Victor Ohaguro-Battari has changed so much that the restaurant staff has already begun to whisper. Only the servant of the kitchen did not notice anything. He was full of reverence for his mistress. The young man has long remembered all the events that took place in this kitchen nine years ago. He remembered how he was afraid of the hostess of the kitchen and expected some dirty tricks from her all the time. Now, of course, everything has changed. A beautiful Japanese woman, the mistress of the kitchen, simply fell in love with her slave. Victor understood that his time in this kitchen was running out. He completed his main task, found a gold coin, and finally sent the owner of the department store and his servants to a better world. However, for some reason, the kitchen slave could not muster up the courage to inform Ohaguro-Battari that he was quitting. The work was comfortable, and after the return of restaurant manager Houtu, things got even better. However, Victor understood that it was another week and he would have to make a decision. Going into oblivion, the owner of the department store allowed Victor to continue to use the things that lay in the secret attic of the department store. Victor liked this perspective very much. The young man did not like to take something secretly, did not like to rush and carefully take a thing that did not belong to him. With his mind, he understood that no one needed the thing he was taking (in the previous chapter I already wrote that the kitchen slave took only old things that no one needed, things that had no owners), but the very thought that he takes the thing without permission, very oppressed the young man. Now it was completely different. Victor had the permission of the owner of these things. Sometimes, in short hours of rest, he went to a secret attic and spent hours looking at antiques. There was nothing of real value here. There were old newspapers, the last one was dated January 1917, mannequins, some rolls of fabric, an old armchair and tables, several counters and shop windows, in general, there was all sorts of really useless nonsense here. But for Victor, these things were of great value. Any thing had its owner - Bakeneko, and when the time came and the need arose for a new Bakeneko, Victor took a new thing (mostly small things that were easy to carry away) and carried it to the kitchen. What happened next was a matter of technique. The owner of the thing, or the slave of the thing, was forced to prepare the dish. Then this dish was delivered by elevator to the dining room, where the restaurant's ghostly servants were already ready to take the dish to the guest's table. If you have read the book "Restaurant for Ghosts", then you know that this restaurant had special visitors - ghosts, ghosts, heroes of the past, villains who also came from past eras. Sometimes even the emperors of the animal world came here - tigers, lions, kings of the cat world and so on. In general, life in the restaurant for ghosts was in full swing.
I already wrote that Victor generally liked this life, but time was running out. Soon his parents were to return from the sanatorium. In the evenings, Victor returned home, since his house was very close to the workplace. The seal of the kitchen slave Ohaguro-Battari did not like to take off her white worker's forehead, therefore, in order not to annoy the hostess, Victor came home just like that, invisible to people. Several times he had the idea of retrieving his late grandmother's button box, but working in the kitchen of a haunted restaurant exhausted him so much that the idea remained an idea. Victor had days off, but the mistress of the kitchen became gloomy and angry when Victor left for the whole day to rest. Once a young man noticed that he had less and less time left to spend alone, by himself, Ohaguro-Battari kept finding him a job. Victor was a young and full of strength man, but the mistress of the kitchen in love, without realizing it, gradually took away his strength.
One morning, getting ready for work, Victor felt dizzy, his ears were ringing, black flies were flying before his eyes. The young man attributed all these ailments to a magnetic storm, which he read about yesterday on the Internet, but when he came to the restaurant, he lost consciousness. The restaurant manager, Houtu, decided it was finally time to intervene. The manager was not very fond of interfering in personal relationships, but the situation that had developed now threatened that the young man would simply die. Energy exhaustion negatively affected Victor's health. Ohaguro-Battari tried to resist when the steward told her to remove the slave seal, but quickly succumbed when the steward raised her voice a little. When Victor caught his breath, the manager informed him that he was giving him three days of rest. The young man felt better, staggering a little, he went out into the street. In his eyes was the unhappy face of the mistress of the kitchen, Ohaguro-Battari. The mistress of the kitchen realized that her love was dangerous for this person, but she could not do anything with herself.
Victor's parents returned from the sanatorium. The young man's mother was horrified when she saw her son's emaciated face. Victor wanted toto give his mother when he said that he had a job, but now, when his mother was in such shock, he did not specify anything.
Three days later, Victor returned to work, but the manager, in order to separate him from the mistress of the kitchen, ordered him to do another job, but Victor's work was so important and necessary that a week later the manager reluctantly ordered Victor to return to the kitchen again. Ohaguro-Battari made a conclusion, and now tried to control herself. Just like a manager, she now understood that her love was deadly for this person. Gradually, Victor came to his senses. The holiday was approaching, which usually took place every year in a magnificent restaurant for ghosts. With the permission of the owner of the restaurant Huangdi, the manager Houtu organized this holiday for the restaurant workers. He wanted the employees of his restaurant to feel their importance and need at least once a year. On this day, restaurant workers were guests of their own restaurant. To organize this holiday, the restaurant manager usually hired servants from another restaurant. However, Victor's work could not be replaced by anyone. The manager apologized to Victor and said that his work that day would be doubly appreciated. The young man didn't mind.
There were still a lot of things in the attic of the department store, and there were no problems with delivering them to the restaurant kitchen.