Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

In the end, by that lunch, Curry Rice will not make it...... A hunter prepared a lunch for 100 people, using the prey he had hunted in the woods and a combination of ingredients. The contents, by the way, are meat potatoes, miso soup, and chilled. Somehow, they only had large stockpiles of soybeans. Yes, for some reason......

And now. The time is around 7pm. People on board were beginning to gather to the cafeteria, as if invited by the spicy scent that drifted on board.

"'This sign, it's Curry!/(n) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

"Calm down, energy. Because Curry doesn't run away."

"What, this smell... I'm guessing you're cooking with even dangerous vanilla?!

"... Endels. You should never say that word in front of Rosemary, should you? I'm sure you won't be able to see the sunrise tomorrow."

"... slaughter?

"... Yuki. its poisonous or disastrous...... what is that container anyway? (Oh, this could have been the one I shouldn't have asked...)"

"What? Is this it? This is a herring jam mixed with curry, isn't it? I made it by simmering it using an extract of the calamari, not sugar. Look, it smells good --" Tsune.

"... button. Are you ready for the gas mask? [incomprehensible]

"What? Ahhh... ahhh?! Meh, my eyes?!

"" "Ugh?!

And in the cafeteria that gets busier today. Instead, rather than busy, I don't even feel like my snort is rising, but this is normal on board the ship of energy.

When people tear (?) while he was stuffy and suffering in the eyes, with a plain look, there was someone who came to the cafeteria.

"Ohhhh ~? If you thought it smelled dangerous, someone brought in the real poison, not the spicy curry ~? No ~? If you are bringing hazardous materials on board, please apply properly before doing so. And please keep a good seal on the bottle ~? It's about you ~? Master Yuki ~. Pretending I can't hear you, that's not going to happen ~?

It is a cortex decorated with a spring skirt, cherry blouse and a light cardigan.

She walked straight to the counter of the cafeteria, taking as much distance as possible from Yuki, who leaned her neck. And demand today's dinner from the waitress who was there.

"Would you like dinner tonight? ~?

"Yes! Today's dish is Marie's special Boreas-style curry! What do you do about spiciness?

"Pfft. Pfft. That, of course, is normal ~"

"Spicy?

"... normal ~"

"Is Yuki the standard curry for Marie's house in the Boreas Empire?

"... with hot sweetness ~"

"It's very sweet!

"" "Yes" "

Cortex orders hot sweet curry for the most part, although I didn't even feel what a close proximity they made me do to the induction interrogation. At that time, she seemed to have looked at her clothes and curry several times alternately, but in the end she decided to eat them as they were, as if she had given up something.

Following such a cortex, the sailors line up to the counter crying. Only the person at the head of it seemed flat. It will not be necessary to say who the hell that is.

"Marie, please spicy curry!

"Yes! It's spicy! [incomprehensible]

"" "Yes" "Shi Cu"

"I don't know... that's a very physical vibe, huh?

"... Master Yuki. Marie and the others prepared curries for the ultimate spiciness in order to give Yuki the best hospitality. If you don't mind, I want you to let me know the flavor later (if I could eat and live, but......). Yes, go ahead, sir.

"Ha, yes... (I feel like I heard something right now...)"

Coming out of the back of the kitchen was "something" with bright red liquid on top of the white rice. It's a bloody meal, if you ask me, it was such a red and poisonous dish that I'm likely to believe it as it is, it seemed like a substitute I couldn't handle without a gas mask and gloves. What's more, it's currently boiling in a progressive form... Apparently the container is getting pretty hot, too.

"The vessels are getting hot, so don't touch them directly. The bottom plate portion--"

"I look forward to seeing what it tastes like! ♪ Juuuuuuuuuu ♪

'--If you don't hold the plate part, it will burn, so be careful...'

Yuki heads to the table between the walls, holding the curry in a stone vessel that makes noise with juice, with her hands directly as they are. Rosemary turned to her back like that, just seemed to have a sorry glance. It should be noted that although I am not sure what exactly she was sorry for, it seemed so complicated that it could not be expressed in a word.

That's how the catering proceeded and the sailors began to pick up dinner at the cafeteria. That, too, covers the topic of bickering the appearance of two moons reflected by omnidirectional monitors installed on cafeteria walls......