Fushi no Kami: Rebuilding Civilization Starts With a Village

That same day, Miss Micah came to the dining room after dinner time, waving her sword with plenty.

Her moist, wet hair is stuck to her forehead and neck as if she had cleansed herself with hot water.

"Nh, that smells good! I wonder what's for dinner today."

The scent spreading into the cafeteria brings her to her seat with joy.

The reserved seat is next to me as a matter of course.

Of course not.

I wonder why I, a knight, spend the evening with the lord's family.

Moreover, it is a fairly private dining seat, regardless of official business.

I seem to be the only one who has concerns about the Border Uncle family's identity system, and Itsuki Gentou's parents and children, who are born nobles, are gently talking and laughing.

Others, Miss Micah, looked at the food on the table and smiled at me.

"This is Ash-kun's food!

Yes, but what's important here isn't the cook.

I feel the dreadfulness of the Bordering Uncle's family, who is willing to bury it from this outer moat.

Compared to this, my usual persuasion is adorable.

Reflecting that I still don't have enough thoughts, Mr Gentow picks up Miss Micah's remarks.

"Oh, you know what? Indeed, today's dish was made by Ash."

"Of course, I understand. The dish is hamburgers, and the sauce I use is a stewed wine and tomato. You haven't eaten much tomato in King's Landing, have you?

Miss Micah's tone is full of confidence that the sun will rise again tomorrow.

I was so confident that Mr Gentow wanted to see an amazing face. Itsuki laughs bitterly when he says he won't be so clear.

"Let's eat sooner. Ash, I want your hamburger fast!

"Mmm, I wanted to see a surprising face after eating... but I can't stand the scent either. Well then, let's have it."

At Gentow's signal, each of them reached out first to the main hamburger.

Hamburg's first experience, Gentoe, immediately loosens his cheeks by stretching them out.

"Oh, this is delicious! The sweetness and sourness of this sauce is the taste of tomatoes. Mmm, it's a rich flavor without losing to the meat, but it's a flavor that draws back the rest."

Mr Gentow puts plenty of sauce on his second mouth and eats it without feeling his age.

Inside, Micah and Itsuki, who are accustomed to hamburgers, strangely lean their necks, and the second mouth falls off the sauce before cheeking.

After tasting the hamburger body carefully, Mr. Itsuki nods as he has been good at.

"This seems to be a different meat mix. Weren't you using meat with less fat? It feels refreshing and light."

"As you can see, You've noticed so much."

I was going to deceive you because of the richness of the sauce, but I didn't think it would be correctly answered with my second mouth.

"Fufu, not as much as Micah, but I like hamburgers. I've never tasted this before, but what kind of meat did you use?

"The main one is a pig. Besides, it's not the usual beef, it's the pig's liver, the pig's guts, and the soy."

A little tofu hamburger. It is a high protein and low fat product.

"Soybean? So it tasted different and lighter? I think I can eat as much as I want."

"Is it that refreshing? I feel strong enough....."

"That's the power of the source, Father. This one is well seasoned and rich. Yeah, this is definitely delicious. I'm glad it's not too heavy on my stomach. Even when you're tired, this hamburger is going to eat you."

It would certainly be a good treat for Mr Itsuki, who sometimes skips lunch at busy times.

When I get back to the capital, I'm going to give the recipe to the yak chef.

Mr Gentow has a strange look on his son, saying, "Do something old and stinky." I would like to present the theory that Mr Gentow is too energetic to drink so much firewood.

By the way, Micah is the loudest hamburger lady of all, but of course she was aware of the difference in meat.

After listening to the meat ratio explanation, she once again looks at the food lined up in front of her.

The dedication I prepared today is as follows.

Pork, viscera and soybean hamburger with red wine tomato sauce.

Dressing with seasonal raw vegetable salad and plenty of cheese.

Add garlic and seafood soup carefully sourced from dried shellfish pillars.

A special drink made with honey and salt, very juicy with citrus fruit juice.

That is all.

Only Miss Micah realized what these dishes meant.

Her knowledge, which she has studied with me longer than anyone else, almost overlaps with mine. That's why she's the only one who notices and tends to blush her cheeks.

It is almost irregular to come to the top.

As I consolidated my defenses with an unfamiliar face and proceeded with my meal, Miss Micah glanced at me with her lips sharpened in dissatisfaction before resuming her meal.

His side looks very happy.

"Oh, speaking of, it's the result of today's gathering."

As the peaceful table progresses, Gentow brings the subject to the table.

"Ash was a big deal. I gathered here today because everyone was interested in the proposal, even though they were more friendly than usual."

"Of course, Ash-kun."

The predetermined phrases that are often used in events that concern me are repeated again today.

Since I heard about twenty times a day, I have stopped caring.

No one can escape Ash's persuasion.

I thought it was impossible to pass through the boulder. You can escape normally.

Mr. Itsuki, why nod.

"I see, I see. Well, then, is it natural that there were so many tales brought in from that seat?

A cold sweat erupted on my back on the subject of a smile.

No, I didn't do anything wrong, I suppose.

I haven't had a proper conversation, and I don't skip the crime of cheating.

Speaking forcefully, it is bad to refuse Miss Micah's confession.

No, it's a capital class crime.

And Mr Gentow's topic choices are bad.

Yeah, that's the worst part.

While I was simulating every excuse in a flash, Miss Micah reacted.

The expression does not change at all. With a smile, only that look cools down. It's like an ice razor.

I was nervous so that I could always take the option of using Mr. Gentow as a shield to buy time and determine the most efficient means of response during the simulation.

No, nothing wrong with me.

But even if it's not bad, there are times when you need an apology...

I was prepared, but Miss Micah's gaze was directed to the dishes on the table, not to me trembling.

So, what do you mean? Cold and sharp eyes loosen like the spring wind.

"Well, of course. Because it's Ash-kun."

Micah holds a glass of a specialty drink and smiles with her eyes that are still somewhat sharp.

Apparently, there are things that could not be melted during the spring breeze.

"I know Ash-kun better than anyone else that he's attractive. That's why I know Ash-kun is hot."

However, Micah continued to lift the edge of her mouth deeper than her smile.

"At the same time, I know Ash-kun's immeasurable difficulty well."

The expression "hunter's eyes watching the prey" is still warm.

The intense complacency and mad cravings that he can only drop himself are mixed and reacting with high temperatures.

It's like a heroic warrior trying to defeat his opponents.

Slightly, the expression was too fierce, and it looked more like a magical king to intercept the challenge than a hero.

With such a magical expression, Miss Micah murmurs.

"I'm the one who can drop Ash-kun..."

To Micah, who was gauging her strength, Gentow said that it would be a relief, and took out a pointless envelope from his pocket.

"If Micah wasn't jealous, she wanted to take Ash to this party. If they find out later, and Ash is slashed and abandoned, I'm in trouble."

I thought I had a terrible conversation, but it was a test to anticipate the dangers.

It is an unexpected prudence, in terms of usual behavior. It is worthy of the lord of the Sakura Perimeter, who is constantly alert to monsters.

However, I think it was a dangerous topic.

"If it were another job, I wouldn't complain... what kind of party is it?

"Nominally, the King Martial Arts Cup tournament is also close, so it's an opportunity to deepen our relationship with people who aren't always in King's Landing... fufu"

Gentoe laughs with his nose because he doesn't even like the envelope decoration.

"I'm sure you want to find out what's going on at home these days. Maybe you're thinking of stepping on your feet."

"It's not going to be a very pleasant party. I'm not good at that...."

People who are clearly hostile often don't understand.

And I haven't been good at talking to anyone for a long time.

"Yeah, sure Ash-kun doesn't like that. I was dealing with loud feathers."

"I don't think I can expect a productive conversation, but it's a waste of time...."

Instead of me being selfish, Miss Micah went ahead and took care of me, so it was sweet.

"But I can't do it this time either. I'm so focused on practice that I want to treat you like a feather, so I'm sorry this time!

While apologizing, Miss Micah's expression was bright.

She earns her trust for the reason.

"But Ash-kun will be fine! Even if I don't like it, I don't like Ash-kun. I don't like it at all!

"No, I wonder if that's true for boulders....."

I don't like the air that I don't want to go to come from the bottom of my body.

As I sighed, Mr. Gentow stroked his chin and checked.

"What, Ash's so good at talking, but this isn't a good party?

"I can't. Thank you for all this... you shouldn't make a rough face, and you'd better stop."

I'd rather go to the temple of King's Landing than spend my time at a party that doesn't seem to have such benefits.

It's fun talking to Ms Tris and Mr Ruth.

Wow, that's right. If you're not willing, I won't force you. But if you leave, I think he'll be more comfortable. "

"That guy?

I leaned my neck to see if someone I knew would show up.

"This party is a gathering of the princesses."

Your Highness?

Her coziness means that even if she is a faction of Her Highness, she may not be on Her Highness's side.

I shrug my forehead, recalling the last year of the Military Sons' Association.

Curious roommate who spent two years in the same room.

Sweet of her kindness, I always declared that I would go for help.

I point my forehead finger at Mr. Gentow's overly decorative envelope.

"Which one of them is the unsensitive envelope?

"This is the Marquis d 'Atara. You think Ash's terrible, too? They even use gold leaf because it's disgusting."

"Oh, do you have a giant wolf cemetery in your territory?"

This envelope is also a sign of force.

The abundance of metal resources and the aim of appealing the high level of its processing technology can be seen through.

Depending on the other person, you may learn envy or desire.

But for me, it's just a reminder of the horrible work of some assassins that I took back three years ago.

As always, there is no use of power - she comes to the party hosted by such a person.

That's a good reason for me to go with her help.

"I changed my mind. Please let me join the party."