I’m Being Paid ¥ 300,000 a Month to Say ‘Okaeri, Kyo MO Ganbatta NE’ to a Hardworking Neighbor Oneesan Who Earns ¥500,000 a Month but Doesn’t Have a Use for the Money, Which Is Really Fun

"Welcome to Curry Shop for People in the Trail of Life!

"Again, the restaurant..."

"The talk is good, isn't it? I think I can say it three times."

"Curry shops for people who have fallen into the path of life, curry shops for people who have fallen into the path of life, curry shops for people who have fallen into the path of life.

I could tell you. "

"You could say that."

"I'm proud that neither the clerk nor anyone has ever chewed -"

"... I feel like I'm going to overlook a lot of things, more important than chewing or not chewing"

Although me and the seniors talk as usual. Although the clerk says so in a bright tone. The gap with the store behind it is amazing.

Unlike last time, the interior was also a little different this time. Little things and lighting are dark and dull, I wonder what it is, creating such an atmosphere that it is likely to be in a place where the wind, light and even the smell of spices cannot be reached behind a group of architectural buildings built up over two thousand years ahead of us through the back alley of the ancient Indian capital, Argra, which is also the stage of "Aladdin and Magic Lamp".

India, I've never been there.

"The interior is all over the place."

"Oh, there's Sanskrit everywhere"

"Is that it? The menu on the wall remains in Japanese, right?

I looked around the store imitating Senior Tsuchiya and noticed a menu stuck out on the wall. Little different from when it was "Curry Shop for Troubled People," the name and catch of the dish are written in Japanese.

"That was Sanskrit at first, too."

"Did you say you put it back?"

"Yeah, in a day"

"Why is that?

"I couldn't even read it to the clerk"

"I see."

So is that. There will be limits to memorizing the whole thing.

Rather, I wonder who the manager is who can read and write Sanskrit.

"Is it at the table again this time?

"It's a consultation for troubled people, isn't it?

"No, there's nothing more troubling than worrying."

"This suffering is not a raw thing to worry about," he said?

"Lately, I've had a wonderful time living. See?"

"You've been right the last few days."

The matter with Senior Dry also fits round and the rice was delicious this week. The curry here will taste good too.

"Huh...?

If I answer that honestly, the clerk's sister is tilting her neck. Did I say something strange?

"Murasaki"

"Yes."

"This is, 'If so, why did you come?'"

"I see."

"No, no, that's not true. I'll show you to the table."

The table was the same deep table as last time. The lighting is a suitable oil lamp for argra, and the fact that it appears to be a bare bulb creates a sense of clogging. I feel more like I'm in some end-of-century state than in India.

Well, whatever the table is, the food will taste the same. My order has already been made and is fine.

"Senior, what will you be made of?

"Wait a minute."

Seniors stare at the menu. It's not supposed to be that different from last time.

"You're a lot eager to read it"

"Murasaki, can you read this?

…… The menu was in Japanese. "

The part the senior pointed to was Japanese after all, which was also Hiragana.

"Which do you think this is," Minni Curry "or" Garlic Curry "?

"...................................................... I think it's 'garlic curry'"

Honestly, I was a little bothered by the atmosphere in the store.

"There's also a Nazo Garlic Curry underneath."

"I think it's 'Nan Garlic Curry'. This is a set of curries with nan and garlic. I'm sure it is."

"Oh, yeah, do it. I guess that's just with the curry of human meat. I don't think so."

"Speaking of which, Mio told me."

"Ooh?"

"He said he'd seen a movie where the Necromancer simmers his best friend into a curry"

"Best Friend Curry"

"When you put it in the curry, it looks no different than regular meat," he said.

"Murasaki"

"Yes."

"That's what you need to say now?

"None."

"I said without."

"Because I remember"

"I must remember."

"Was it a better occasion not to say"

When Senior Tsuchiya says "no shame," he's generally bowing his head in my place behind him. I kind of know that, so I'll just check it out.

"Curry, not before you eat. Where?"

"Okay."

After that, let's be careful.

"Akan, I'm getting scared of something... There's no human processing plant in the basement of the store."

"No, I don't think so."

"Probably."

"Because there's absolutely no such thing as"

"Saya."

I don't know, is it really okay? I was just getting a little anxious, and my smartphone shook and my shoulder freaked out. A notification of receipt of the chat is displayed on the screen.

"... seniors"

"Dogged"

"Rumors say shadows."

"Ooh."

"Mio sent me a chat."

"Oh, from the premature maiden? What?"

I showed my smartphone screen to the seniors who embarked on it. In the picture Mio sent me, the package of the movie that I'm going to watch. Senior Matsumoto, with a pulled smile, is out on the edge.

"They say it's a movie where you can find a bloody basement,"

"..................................................................................................................................................................."

"Excuse me."

I apologized because I knew this and involved seniors. I'm a little too scared to take it alone.

"Oh, my God, I could've gotten cold."

"I'm kind of feeling better again, too"

Senior Tsuchiya is rubbing his arm. This should also be viewed in terms of strategic withdrawal. That's what I was about to think, and my face came out of the aisle all the time.

"Are you ready to order -?

"Oh, yes!

I realized I had no choice but to be prepared for the appearance of an overtimed clerk.

"Thank you for waiting -. Is the item you ordered approximate?

"Uh, yes, I'll take it."

"Take your time -"

I stare at the dish the clerk left behind so that I can poke Tsuchiya's forehead at him. From the curry and nan served on a plate of metal, a good smell and hot air stand up.

"... is this garlic curry"

She ordered as she was surprised by the appearance of the clerk. I don't plan to meet with the customer tomorrow, and the smell seems to be fine. What about the smell?

"Sounds delicious...?

"Oops.... well, I'll have it"

Indian and Thai curries are somewhat more sassy than curries made at home. The senior lifted it slowly and carried it to his mouth as he soaked it soupy with a spoon.

…………

"Senior?"

Silent.

…………

"Um, senior?

…………

I knew it was silent.

"Say something, seniors"

…………

"Are you sure it tastes like sea turtle soup...?

"No, I don't know what people taste."

"Talked"

"I'll talk."

"Um, so what's in the curry?

"Garlic."

"Garlic."

"Garlic flavour"

Does it taste like garlic from garlic curry?

You sure about that?

"How'd you get that curry melon bread over there?

"Oh, yes."

Encouraged, take the melon bread. The surface is crisp and the bread inside is moist and fuzzy. That's all I could tell.

When a mouthful is scratched, the spicy curry inside is soaked into the bread fabric. The aroma of butter, coriander and cumin went through the nasal cavity with a more sophisticated balance than last time.

"... Dozen?

"... it's melon bread"

"Melon bread."

"It's melon bread."

It was melon bread.

That was exactly, melon bread.