Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

"Two ginger roasted pork fixed meals, three mixed fried fixed meals, one bowl of pork kimchi, you ordered it ahhh!!!"

"AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!

Noble Daughter, who answered Caorle's order, a "Mampu Pavilion" sign daughter located on a deviated street from Intermediate District Boulevard, receives one voice that no one can hear.

"Ha ha!! Oh, shit! That's the dish you were thinking about! You deserve it!! haha!

They seemed to be asking me well. Akatsuki is the name of a giant man who laughs luxuriously as he bangs the noble back of a resentful face. He is a middle-aged half-born man with a Zipang-born father, the owner of the "Mampu Pavilion". Its musculoskeletal body and its delicate sounding name are intense.

"Damn... it would have been easier if it had been the previous store..."

Gahahahahaha laughing and staring away at his back, he blurts and leaks his precious grandeur.

Yes, six months ago, the "Mampuku Pavilion" had never been so prosperous.

A few months ago, a fixer opened in the neighborhood of "Anything Store/Free Life". From what I hear, they serve rice from Zipang.

To this, Guitar was ecstatic. Anyway, it's "rice", the staple food of the Japanese. The place where your greatness fell is the western part of the eastern continent of "Earth". Bread or potatoes are naturally the staple foods of the European region on the planet.

Some stores risotted and fed the big Javanica rice, but it didn't stick. Gimme Japonica rice......! The true thought continued to accumulate at the bottom of your great heart.

Such a fold, "I have a shop to feed the rice of Zipang," said Xiao Ear. Speaking of Zipang, Japan at Earth......! Then rice is naturally Japonica rice too!! Your university rushed out unimpeded.

"Welcome!!

Suppress the high chest and open the door of the "Mampu Pavilion". Out of rarity, or in a store where you can see quite a few guests even after noon. A shopkeeper who can hear about the Zipang personality based on his appearance. And the decisive thing is the feather pot sitting behind the kitchen......! I can expect this......! While sitting in a chair, I am softly restless.

"Welcome, customer! Have you made your order?

"Huh!? Oh, this... have a daily fixed meal."

"Yes, sir."

(Well, I was confused...... no, I don't think so either)

I dreamed of silver. I'd rather not say shaggy. The aroma of aromatic rice tickles the nasal cavity. I can eat three bowls now......!

Cooking is carried before such a starving beast-eyed nobleman. It's only been about five minutes. Wonderful speed. Bravo!

"Thanks for waiting ~! Here, with today's daily meal fixing ~ su"

"Oh, thank you."

Have a light rendezvous and freak out the provided chopsticks! and pull through. White rice gleaming in front of me. In addition, it has three dishes of one juice.

Fantastic! Fantastic!! Still trembling with emotion, I stretch my chopsticks out to dip first. Now if you want some rice, it's the beginning of heaven...!

".............................. hmm?

Heaven didn't start.

The black liquid that was boiled, exposed to cold water and on lightly squeezed spinach is balsamic vinegar, not soy sauce.

"........................... Huh?

Mouth the brown juice that I thought was miso soup. Bean potage.

"........................... Yes?

Hit the main teriyaki chicken. This is a smoked bird's oil grill.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh...!?

A storm of confusion that begins instead of heaven. The taste of rice that will flaunt your hometown and the flavor of occassions that will go with bread and potatoes rose the discord in your mouth.

No, there's nothing that doesn't fit. Rice rice has a wide defensive range. It's harder to find something that doesn't fit.

But what Noble Daisy, hungry for Japanese flavor, wanted was not even such a "western" flavor, a complete "western" flavor.

Soy sauce! Miso! Stock! Especially soy sauce!

"It would be soy sauce for white rice......!!

Precious loud voices of resentment to squeeze out of the gap between eaten teeth.

"Yeah? What's a show?

"Mampuku Pavilion" sign girl listening in ears. If you listen to me for a minute, they don't know the existence of "soy sauce," as the saying goes. The miso, the stock.

"I mean, this store just serves Zipang rice, and the food is no different from other stores,...?

"Isn't that right?

... Somewhere in your heart, something broke.

"I'm kidding. Awwwwww!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!?"

A week from there, your university can't remember the time very well.

Listening to stories from Akatsuki and Kaoru, he went into the kitchen in a ghostly shape, caught Akatsuki and started pounding on the Zipang dish.

Says, "Even ingredients that we have now will make rice rice!! Ooh, it's a mixed fry!! Try it in tartar sauce!!!" and filled Akatsuki's mouth with freshly fried mixed fries, with toast.

Says, "Whoa!! Soy sauce, miso and uster sauce made with cook skills [super mature] and [seasoning creation]!! Use this guy to cook!! I'll teach you the recipe too!!!" And I gave him a bottle of uster sauce in the valley of Caorle's breasts, and.

How hungry I was at the time...... and a noble man with a head. All in all, "Mampuku Pavilion" was thus reborn into a Japanese-style fixer inspired by how well to eat rice, and completely transformed into a prosperous restaurant less than a month after opening.

"Is that why you have the hard work now... you do deserve it..."

Regular lunchtime guests + Noble Daisy, who finishes the crowd of guests thrown out of the conference hall and slams to her desk. The time is 14: 00. It's time for the last order to end and the store to "get ready".

"Hey Takahiro! I made it for today! Here, here. Try it!

I worked just the same, but where does that leave me with all that energy? The "Mampu Pavilion" sign daughter rushes over with rice and freckles on the basin.

Even if you are tired and unable to move, you will only be hungry for what you have worked for. Reach for the cursory chopsticks and peek into the plate.

"Whoa, is it Levanilla today? Thank God I'm tired... oh, that's pretty good."

"Uh, well, yeah? Delicious?"

"Oh, it's good. The rice sucks."

"Oh well, good. You like this flavor of tacahiro!

Good and good, Precious Dai flattens the mountain platter of levanilla and bowl rice. Caorle staring at it as Nico. Akatsuki stares at both of them as Niyaniya. Surveillance society, or this place... of course, the lowest level of Hierarchy is precious. It's intelligent.

"Ugh... a treat"

"Yes, you were rude."

Stomach the daylight and take a breath. Even if it is a nap like this, it seems relaxing. Caorle chuckled when he saw such greatness and returned to lower the dishes to the kitchen.

(Hey, are you going to butch my request for a walk...?

Mrs. Harold is a civilian, not to mention a superior district person. I am not a noble royal. Just because you refused the request, you wouldn't bump into a barn or inflict corporal punishment. If you've been dazzling yourself for a month, you must forget about that idle madam whose head screws seem to loose, about this one, etc.

"If that's what you decide..."

"... if you decide so, what is it?

"Uhh!!? Why are you here?

A "Anything Store/Free Life" living servant who stood behind me at some point. He looks down on you with the same expressionless face as usual.

"Ah, Taka Hero! Yummy's here. Yo!

"That's early. Say it!!

Awwww... and trembling noble. Yumi's eyes as clear as the lake surface seem to be what he's thinking.

"... if you decide so, go to your next job ASAP, right? Your husband."

A servant who once again strikes a whip taken from nowhere, on the floor with a piscilli. That hurts so much...... but that pain eventually makes me happy...... don't be, that's just pain. It hurts without jokes. Seriously.

"Also, of course! We have to go fast, or the day will be over! Ha..."

"... make sure you are well encouraged by the labor as you confirm with the unplugged"

"Hi......"

The surveillance society seemed to be still ongoing. Of course, the side to be monitored is noble. It's the lowest level of the hierarchy. It's intelligent.

Your servant will take you to your next job. On his back, Caorle's voice said, "Good luck with your work." Instead of holding back, it's an incentive to drive you to work.

In your ear, you could hear Donadna echoing from nowhere...