Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

If you make your own boundaries, it's easy to get yourself off the subject.

Return to your room and retrieve the "Royal Castle Clerk's Uniform" that was stored in the item box.

There are several ways out of the castle, but every time the same, you just find out, so you get a whole human uniform working in this castle.

Last time I tried to get out of it wrapped around a knight armor, but I was just surprised by my physical fitness problems, and I found it light.

'I got a little interested in the armor you're all wearing, but it's hard to move,' said the emotional gaze of 'Ah, this guy's cute' directed from around me when I complained of deception, I can't forget if I want to.

Stop it, seriously stop it.

"Right this time...... go with emerald green eyes on tea blonde"

Magic yourself to be the most statistically common combination, the color combination of eyes and hair.

Okay, we'll just get out of here at an unpopular time later.

A dense section of restaurants that can finally reach you across three rivers from the Royal Castle section.

In the past, there were not many, but over the years one store serving its own dishes in search of entertainment and stimulation has grown, again, to the point where its number now reaches three quetzas.

The last time I got out was... was right after I woke up last year.

For the first time in about three years, even though it was scarce for change, there was a sigh.

Well, still, I enjoyed it a lot thanks to the fact that the cooking boom was changing from mushroom dish to fish.

People start to grow in Russia, as the sunset begins to illuminate the food and drink streets.

The figure of a resident walking around in some floating way, which can only be seen on this street or so, digs up memories as' Kushi 'that he has placed in the distant, distant past.

I remember that last night the three of us went out, and that 'conversation'.

And... the first trigger.

"If you hadn't invited me to the game... I wouldn't have been here right now"

I remember my best friend like that, who may never see me again.

Every time I drink alcohol, I remember.

I remember every time I walk in the dark.

I remember every time I argue with someone.

And - I remember every time I eat dinner.

You influenced me too much.

That's why I can't move on.

I'm still waiting for you.

Another moment when the three of us get together.

"Karua again? That's what women and children drink."

You can't drink kids!

'That's right. Here, try this. It's a sweet, light brand. Ice and lemon make it easier to drink. "

"What an old man to drink sake... yummy"

"Right? I've been having a crush lately. Me."

Was that definitely right around the time I turned twenty?

It was you who made me remember the taste of liquor and taught me the delicious store.

On parity, the complacency that I'm the only one on par with you never made me speak.

Even though I was older because of my "brother" birthday, you always walked in front of me.

How many times have you visioned the way your back is going before you on this path of darkness?

"... feminine. Even your soul was pulled by your body?

I accidentally leak laughter, look up as if I were going to shake off my thoughts, and look back at my commutes.

I'm probably out of the castle, looking for you in the dark.

Hey, aren't you coming here? Me, I'm a lot better now, huh?

If I give you instructions, you're going to start a war.

That's funny, right? That's me, right? Long live opportunistic observation. I'm number one, right?

What would you say if you saw me now? Does that impress you? Surprised?

No, it's about you, so I'm sure you'll say 'what are you doing' with a laugh.

"... well. Where's the rumor store? I heard it was on the sidewalk."

It seems to be a popular store. I might not be able to get into the store if I don't get there soon.

Explore paths where people flow unnaturally while walking a little faster.

And find a place with a lot of people in the neighborhood at first sight amidst several existing sidewalks.

Old and young...... the age of appearance is about the same, but the space where many humans hiss.

It's like I've been waiting for you now or now, and I'm never going to get into that crowd thinking that maybe this is the store ahead of me.

"Damn... don't make me want to reveal who I am and make them all kneel"

I resent my own little body. Why doesn't it grow? Oink would have lost weight or something.

... I guess it's 'body growth stays stopped unless that condition is met'.

It's none of my business. At least not to me...

"Does Shun still go to Selew's side? I leave it to the local people to crusade the demons."

Second, I remember another friend, a partner who shared a long, too long time.

Probably about that guy who's been trapped in more messes than I am.

Sometimes you have to hang out with me for a drink. Ah, it'll be a little easier to spend.

But even if I ask him out, he decides, "No, I can't drink properly unless it's sweet booze," and he says no.

When I say the cocktail boom is on its way, there's nothing that sweet about it, actually.

I'm a crackhead and a sweetheart, but it's the opposite of that taste when it comes to alcohol, and it's hard.

Well, you've finally got a flow of people moving.

What you see is some old liquor store. A style stand-up that might even appear in a scene in a movie.

What's the name of the store? Write it in Japanese.

Even if you have time, studying is a no-senquence.

"Welcome -. Uh... alone, perhaps?

Ask an elderly woman who would be an employee at the same time as entering the store in a variety of ways to enter the store.

Oh, you bet. This Nali, then the elves will be seen by the children.

But strong elves grow slowly, the market dictates.

To show that, show off the armbands, which are a testament to the humans working in the castle they use for today's disguise.

"Excuse me. So... I'm sorry, can I ask you to take the back wall seat?"

"Oh-ooh-ooh. Plenty to put on. Bring me the right popular dishes and booze."

"Hehe, that's pretty good, you"

"Oh, I'm so proud you drank it."

Bite down the joy of behaving as you please in false language, and head to your seat in the corner with your exasperation.

Hmm, that clerk looks good old. So this is the master's wife or something?

But I can't confirm the appearance of a master and a human being from here.

On the contrary, even the other employees.

Oh, come on, are these two people judging you? Isn't that impossible?

With that worry spared, the woman who led me to my seat earlier came to put a plate and a glass on the tray.

Wouldn't it be quick? It hasn't been three minutes since you asked?

"Hehe, are you surprised at the speed? The popular menus here are also famous for what we can offer right away. The stewed seafood, and he's the cook, he says," Abnormal aquapazza. "

"I knew seafood was popular... don't you smell so good? This."

"Hehe, try it, 'cause I'm surprised"

Fried small fish or squid fillets peeking from red soup.

And shellfish... something I don't really know.

What is this? Lever or something?

Curiosity prevails over vigilance in the appearance of unobtrusive objects, and its warm hot air and fragrance cheeks with a spoon as it hurries.

"Hmm!? Hmm! Hmm!"

Yum! So yum! What is this, a liver? What is this? This is so thick.

What, this isn't too good? Drinking prize, give me some white wine.

As if I had predicted this thought, it was white wine and a bumpy light amber liquid that was carried with me.

Swallow that intense sip, which should also be referred to as violence of thatness, as a remnant, and sip the wine.

but once again, it unfolds to drain this degenerate liver.

And from earlier on, Nimanima and this one reacted. A clerk woman was staring at me to enjoy it.

"It's called Sangria Bianco. The recipe is a trade secret, but these days, more stores are imitating it, right?

"Wow... and carbonated... are you dividing it with active water for production?"

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh

I'll drop off the clerk who's leaving satisfied. No, I'll take a second bite.

Not too delicious, this. I have certainly made many trips to stores that have climbed to the apex in this neighborhood in my previous history.

At one point, a famous store that uses chickens. In some times, small shops with excellent vegetable pickles.

I have enjoyed every storefront of that time that changes with the changing times.

But - this is not just about North American, European and American cuisine rooted in semifinals.

Obviously... it's obviously optimized for booze - somewhere familiar.

It's as if... it's like our homeland of nostalgia: a perverted nation that arranges the cultures of other countries in their own way to make things more loved by the people than the main house.

"Finally, you've come this far and this world... and the meat-rolled rice balls I ate in the semifinals were something of a Japanese-like flavor... no, they're delicious"

... I won't put a thread on the gold. Let me cover all the food in this store today, okay?

I'll let you sneak it into the item box for what you can't eat, though, okay?

"Kai, customer number 13, now say" Perhaps a bean cold potage "."

"Are you serious? I rarely answer that..."

"He already said he wanted to dominate the whole menu, that girl."

While I feel some frustration with an order that usually doesn't come out very often, sandwiched in the middle of a fierce battle, on the contrary, tension has emerged, what a kind of high state, while turning my gaze to the audacious customer.

You're small, Elf, but I can't believe you're that small.

... No way.

"Mr. Misty, do you know who that customer is?

"Perhaps he's the one with the blessing and getting the name of Master Dahlia? He's already at the castle, isn't he?

"Heh, that's awesome"

The person who can only confirm the back of his dull blonde head.

But if that's a disguise...

Before being swallowed by the sea of thought, he moves his hands to finish the dish.

Back the contents of the bottle, which is rotated and stirred by itself in a sorcery operation, and serve on a potage dish.

And - add one drink you're not going to add to the menu.

"Mr. Misty, I'd like this glass from that guy too"

"Oh, maybe we know each other?

"Could be"

Handmade fruit liquor with notes of fluffiness and apples.

Let's get started.

Start it, as if it were an associative game, with thin threads.

See how you receive the dishes provided and work on other dishes.

The customer's legs are still not likely to be interrupted.

So we're still gonna have you hanging out, little customer.

Moving his hands, he glimpses how things are.

At that moment when the glass is stirred, the opponent's movement stops perfectly.

Oh, I knew it.

That's too much of a reaction to be sure, Dahlia.

You broke the seal on the sake you bought too often.

'The fragrance is flying and it's not delicious'.

So when you first drank the apple liquor I made with it, you were very impressed.

... Speaking of which, when I was at the semifinals, I did something similar to Lue.

It is also still new to my memory that I made sangria so that I can drink cheap wine deliciously.

"... Now, when are you going to notice, the test begins?"

He starts making the dishes he often asks for, little by little, between taking orders.

Grilled chicken, sashimi, thick grilled eggs, fried bones.

Baked squid or nostalgic seven-flavored mayo.

Put a small amount of them aside whenever he asks for a new dish.

Look, you're already at a hell of a pace to ask for a drink.

Many, many silent exchanges.

And from time to time, do you even wipe your mouth, that trick you're rubbing your arms against your face?

Moments and closing times approach as you observe the backwards of recommending an evening meal by yourself in the distance.

And...

"Kai, she stays until the end of the day... she ordered dishes she couldn't hear on the last order"

"Tell them as they are. I'll make it."

"Kimpira Gobo? The dish called and Agedasidowf? It's called cooking."

I leak laughter about that conveyed dish.

Ha... isn't that your favorite? But I'm sorry, Tofu hasn't been made yet, even in the semi-final.

But - if it's similar in texture, I can offer it to you right away.

Start preparing under the gobo, which was treated as an ingredient in medicine, which is rarely eaten.

"... I like you more than tofu."

You sound like a liar.

I'm drinking japanese liquor with a seven-flavored mayo on, me.

I haven't eaten an egg roll in hundreds of years, not an omelet.

A small bowl I hadn't asked for began to come with the dish, and I immediately tried to see the shopkeeper.

However, it was not possible to see if I was busy. If so, I would speed up the pace of my order as if I were trying.

Each time it's brought in, it stimulates our memory.

And one, and another, and his legs were cut off, and at last the voice of the other guests stopped making noise.

I don't turn around. Until that moment when I can be sure.

And I ordered that last dish.

"I knew the best dish in the convenience store was fried tofu with kimpira."

'Isn't it good or just hard to pull a hassle?

'I also say yes. You know, when you're halfway through it, sometimes you're out of line. "

"Hmm, but they're both better made by me, aren't they?

'I can't grow up. Don't burn it against the convenience store. "

"I'll make it, so pay me."

I wonder what it is. Just a little, I really had a little hunch.

Something's been going on here lately, and I was feeling like something was moving.

But if you were here, you'd be convinced.

I feel signs of people behind my back. And there's a fragrant aroma and a dark fragrance of nostalgic soy sauce.

"You kept me waiting. I brought the last dish myself."

"... it's always bad, just let you... make it"