Thanks, it seems to be a town inhabited by Japanese people and descendants of Japanese people who have long transferred to Mareiguri, who also retained autonomy as a neutral city during the war. Behind it, there must have been a technology handed down from the Japanese, and the presence of a transferee with a heavenly grace.
It may also be possible that Familis Laritai was sweet to his hometown because he was originally Japanese.
Even after the battle with the Demon King and the Japanese daijiro as city chief, that autonomy is still going on.
As a result, various Japanese cultures remain deeply rooted in Showa Street.
What are you trying to say?
"Excellent. Viva, Japan"
I saw Hal and Caro in their glossy yukata in the Japanese room that was addressed to them as a guest room.
Earlier I was in a kimono, but it took me a while to wear it and Hal and Caro seemed a little dissapointed because it was difficult to move. I could have stayed that way. In the end, I looked like a yukata, but this was the best.
I got my kimono, and Caro totally mastered how to wear it, so I'll have it worn again.
"This should be easy to move around. We'll have Pioneer drill a hole to tail us later."
Hal says so and moves gently.
But because of the minisca yukata, I think I'll see a bloomer if I move around too much.
Well, I'm looking forward to that.
As I watched Hal's movements, including his distractions, she showed her upper-level kicking movements.
That's when the incident happened.
"- Buh!"
I accidentally brewed tea,
"C, Hal......"
"What's up, sir? Your husband."
"You, what happened to the bloomer?
…… According to Caro's information, we don't wear underwear when wearing yukata or kimonos. "
I saw Caro.
Then, did Caro use his fascinating change skills, or is he an adult?
"Of course, I'm not wearing it on top either"
That's what Caro said, pulling the front collar of the yukata slightly.
Two mountains are about to fall from the yukata.
I said again, "It's great. Viva, Japan," he murmured.
But when I went outside, I asked him to wear only his pants.
And we left our yukata for dinner.
"I knew the girl's yukata looks good. Looks like a flower blossomed at the table."
Suzuki praises Hal's yukata appearance in a natural tone.
Hal and the others don't seem to be praised very well either.
"Suzuki, don't look at the Hals with evil eyes."
"I haven't seen it. He said he wasn't going to take his friend's girlfriend."
Right, this guy already has three girlfriends.
Could Lana be one of those Suzuki Harlems? In time, Pochi will also learn the art of humanization and become part of Suzuki Harlem.
Anyway, this guy has a protagonist correction because he's the root protagonist body.
If that's what you think, that Suzuki Harlem candidate Lana brought the dish.
The dishes line up before us, the guests.
It was the soba noodles that came out.
I feel dedicated, on purpose, around the bamboo curtains being laid.
"Ten percent soba."
"Yeah, I could overcome my allergies to wheat, so I wanted to try some 28 soba. Look, our dishes are made by Lana, so the recipe changes are going to confuse Lana."
"I can tell you that."
I said with a smile.
Caro and Hal asked me what I meant by 10% or 28soba, so I gave an explanation to the extent that it was written in the dictionary.
And the four of us eat soba.
Suzuki was eating quietly without making a sound. You used to make loud noises when you ate cup noodles.
I just want to make a noise and eat it luxuriously, but Hal and Caro are also eating quietly with unfamiliar chopsticks, and when we get into town, we'll follow the town and I'll eat quietly too.
"Silent Room"
I used magic on my mouth and sipped lavishly.
Without the sound, I still feel a little short.
Suzuki was smiling bitterly.
I guess he felt the same way about me when he started eating without making a sound.
"Suzuki, this soba sauce... isn't it a little weird? It's not black, either."
"Yeah, I really can't reproduce the taste of soba juice. I don't have any soy sauce or flavor."
Suzuki said with regret. There is no soy sauce or flavor, but this soba sauce......
Speaking of which, during the voyage, he said he hadn't smelled soy sauce in a long time, and Docsco said he was a phantom liquor about sake.
Maybe the fermentation technique isn't very well developed.
Because of this, it's Japanese culture, but I don't feel comfortable.
What am I gonna ask him to do here?