Glory to Earth Magic

"No, I didn't think I'd be able to see you again in this place, Alba."

Once he stops eating, Fore says as he scratches his head poly.

"Does the fact that Fore is here mean that Fram and the others are with him?

"No... I guess I was alone when I realized. Seems like you weren't even there to ask me that."

Surprisingly, there was a foray nearby, so I was hoping maybe it wouldn't work out so well.

"Because I caught Weissman, the lightest of all, and I went to get you guys, and I was about to go into my room and I saw a weird light. I realized I was in Yamato."

I see. Because he was near us, he was accidentally flown in the same direction.

"For now, let's talk more about it while we eat at dinner. They seem a lot hungry there, too."

If I looked next to Fore's words, I was peeking at the menu so Justina could eat in.

"... you were so hungry?

"Oh, no, you're not! It's unusual because it was written in the letters of the Yamato country..."

When I ask, Justina rushes to deny it as she blushes.

I don't know... I feel like Justina's charisma has been dropping ever since she started accompanying us.

It's not like being in front of me right now is a bit of a masculine girl, not an enemy boss.

"Well, I'm hungry too, let's just order something"

There were two menu tables on the table, so Justina and I took them.

The menu table contained illustrations and the name of the dish.

It was full of familiar dishes such as soba and udon.

By the way, the characters are drawn in both Japanese, the language of Yamato, and the language of the continent where we lived.

I'm just a little moved by the nostalgic Japanese language.

"……… O"

Looking at the menu, I see one dish.

In the place I lived, I've never seen it before, but if it was Japanese, it was quite familiar.

I felt nostalgic, so I decided to ask for it.

"Did Justina decide?

"Uhm...... this, Curry Udon? I'm going to make it something."

"Curry…… Udon…………………?

Listening to Justina's choice of dishes, I find myself stunned.

"What's wrong with Curry Udon? Alba, you."

Fore, who doesn't understand the seriousness of the matter, asks with a Kyotong expression.

"Looks delicious as far as the painting goes, is there something wrong?

Justina asks about it in the weather.

Uh, flat chest combo.

"Look, Justina. I won't say anything bad, so stop curry udon. Amateurs have a lot of difficulty. If you ask, you'll regret it."

"Hmm? You can take that as a provocation against me, right? Fine, I'll take that challenge. I'll eat curry udon!

Yeah, I advised you.

I take pity on my inner Justina and distance myself.

Then when I call the clerk, me and Justina make the order. Despite his advice, Justina ended up asking for curry udon.

"So, Alba, you. In looking for Fram and the others, are you an atheist?

I'm free until I can cook what I ordered, so Fore will resume the earlier conversation.

"That's what we were after initially, wasn't it? So I'm going for Kuvasa as it is. Think it's better that way than looking around poorly."

"Uh, sure, Fram and the others would guess. For now, the goal is to get out of Yamato."

"You will. However, I don't know where the demon ship or ship is coming from..." Sorry to keep you waiting - "Ah, here we are."

In the middle of the conversation, the dish I was asking for arrived, so I interrupt and receive it.

When I put the dish in front of me, what a nostalgic good smell.

Smells good to be born Japanese. I'm not Japanese now.

"Smells! What's that smell!

"Alba, what is it that emits that strange smell of soba…………"

Fore and Justina pinch their noses as they smell drifting from the dish I ordered them to take a daunting reaction.

"What... Nato soba?

Yes. What do you want me to hide? What I asked for was The Sum Mind.

It is soba noodles.

Nato is a versatile ingredient that is good for your health and suitable for soba, pasta, curry, etc.

When I saw the menu, I doubted my eyes, but when I saw them, it was undisputed natto.

It is touching.

"I smell so bad..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Rude. Apologize to the farmer."

I wonder what this Petanco elf is doing to me.

"But... hey?

"Oh, oh…… the smell…………"

Follet and Justina are talking to each other face to face.

Flats seem to agree with each other.

Well, from outside of the Japanese, Nato only looks like an object X that emits a foreign odor, and I can't help but say.

It's just that I wanted to eat it, and I'm not trying to get an understanding.

I grab soba noodles when I take the lacquered chopsticks.

I haven't used chopsticks in a while, but it's something my body remembers unexpectedly.

As I make a noise, I soba natto all at once.

Originally, it is a violation of manners to make noise and eat, but soba, udon, ramen, etc. do not apply to that.

"Yeah, delicious"

The flavour is not different from that of the natto I was eating in Japan, and it matches the noodles Tsuyu.

This is going to go in as much as it takes.

"Wow... I'm really eating"

Seeing me eat like I'm delicious, Fore looks incredible.

"He said if you try it, you'll know how delicious it is. Here."

"I can't, I can't! Look, look, I'm already hungry!

When I move the vessel toward Fore, I refuse to use all my strength while shaking the boom and neck to the side.

"Well, Justy." That's what you asked for! I hope you eat!

Justina says that forcefully before I finish.

Even though it's delicious.

"Well, I'll eat what I asked for. Yeah."

Justina holds chopsticks as she turns forward to delude herself.

After all, she also seemed unfamiliar with the handling of chopsticks or struggling.

Eating natto soba, Justina manages to grab the udon with chopsticks as she looks sideways, taking the udon to her mouth.

"" Ah. "

Tsururi. Udon, slipped through the chopsticks by the brilliant as it was likely to hear such a sound, falls to the demon's brown waters.

And the splash, as I feared, would bite Justina's armor.

Seeing how it goes, Justina and Fore make dumb noises.

"Nah…………………"

Justina is shivering with a vague view of the juice hanging from her armor.

Oh, that's why I told you.

Curry udon does taste good. But a beautiful rose has thorns. There is a trap in the delicious curry udon as there is a saying.

That is......... so juice flies!

If you've eaten curry udon, you've experienced it.

Experience of that brown splash hanging on my clothes.

When that was white, I can't even see it.

Naturally, I have also had the experience of hanging in the hands of a curry udon demon. From then on, when I eat curry udon, I try to eat it with clothes that do not show dirt.

Justina is arguably baptized with curry udon in a way.

"Ku, Ku Ku...... I didn't know you were going to turn to me for food habits...... good! I would have taken it if you wanted to!

He declared war on Curry Udon somehow.

And as a result of the battle...... let's just say curry udon prevails.

It goes without saying that Justina washed her juicy armor in tears.