The Resto

The Resto

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Famous dining. Delicious dishes. All-guy workers. That's all there is in The Resto. Or, is it? The Resto does not only serves mouth-watering food and refreshing drinks, but also serves an interesting service for those in need--whatever that may be. The customers just have to figure out what kind of service they want from The Resto. Let the Servers of The Resto serve you. *** The Resto is a Service Organization known only by few people -- the desperate and the rich. Run and operated by few, whilst hiding away from the government's eyes, The Resto is infamous with its clean working services -- may it be serving foods or doing the real work. The Servers accept any job-- except for one -- in exchange for a hefty amount of money. The Service jobs seemed to be just right and perfect for earning money. Until one day, the government decided to pay The Resto a visit, offering the Servers to work on a classified job that they cannot decline. But there is only one problem. It was a job that required the Servers to do what they do not do, no matter how huge the payment is: it involves murder. It was that time they have to decide whether to accept the offer or go against the government that was ready to take them down if rejected. COMING SOON.
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