Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[09]

[161st day]

next morning.

Waiting for the air in front of the Buddhist temple, two hours.

"Mr. Sawyer, calm down a bit."

"Oh, calm down."

Lonewell replies with a whisper.

My knees are shaking because I'm cold. Not because he is upset.

"Yeah, but. It's the first time you've ever used an Air guy, and you should have followed me."

"How many sisters are you?"

"I'm scared and not listening. What if I'm older?"

"Because it's an elf, it's an impossible story. Isn't my sister useless?"

Do you call Air "one sister" or "one sister"?

No. Either way, Lansir suffers because of her sister's position.

"But it's just like a child. I'm worried. Are you rubbing with other elves?"

"Isn't it okay? I think you're a solid person."

"Ummm"

Is I just overprotective?

Why did this overprotection happen?

"Oh, you're back."

In front of Lonewell's gaze, I saw an air as the carriage rider.

She notices and shakes her hand. I turned around with both hands.

"Are you OK?"

"What the hell? I just came in a casket full of barrels."

"That's right. When I hand over the miso, the other elves are swearing or harassing me."

"I'm a princess, I'm a princess. I'm respected as the best Yori in the forest."

"Say?"

It was completely uneasy. Now, we have to show the value of miso to the priest.

Air holds the carriage in a carriage and moves to the kitchen with white miso and red miso.

Show it to Rutsuko who was waiting.

"Maybe it's a miso that meets your expectations ..."

Rutsuko had a hemp bag on her head for some reason.

"... What happened?"

"Well, nothing."

"Hide your head and don't hide your ass."

"I don't have a face that suits my parents."

Gummelly behind is also wearing a hemp bag imitating.

The priest saw a word when he saw one and two.

"I'm ashamed of crying and exposing me to ugliness. You're a young man, but if you're a human being, you may run around the city naked."

What kind of situation.

"Mr. Sawyer, I can't see my hand so I'll leave the finishing work.

"………Yes"

Make miso in white and red and put it in the bowl donated by Zava Shokai. Mix and dissolve with pork bone soup made by Rutsuko.

Yes, it ’s pork miso flavor. The soup is still white and clean even with the dark brown color. The taste is rich, and the taste of miso is mixed with the taste of miso.

deep. It tastes deep.

What made ramen soup in another world?

Drain the priest's boiled noodles, put them in and loosen them.

For the first time, the bowl was accompanied by two spoon forks for ramen donated by Zava Shokai.

"Priest, Rutsuko, taste it."

"I'm sorry to you first"

First, the priest.

"This spoon is interesting. I wondered what it was used for, but it was for ramen. And this container too. Sawyer, a middle-aged business person."

"No, not so much"

Lonewell behind me shines. Speaking of which, were you still there?

The priest eats ramen.

Eat noodles without making noise and taste a bite of soup. Then she turned a spoon with a mysterious look.

The world's first pork bone miso ramen. Really what?

"Next is myself"

Rutsuko also eats. Turn the hemp sack over the mouth, slurp the noodles like a Japanese, and drink the soup in a lively manner.

"what about?"

I'm worried about her reaction.

"Kussoya ... passed ... it's my mother's taste!"

Thumbs up.

We eat slurp and ramen. After completing the meal,

"I want to go home"

I developed homesick. It looks like something was twisted.

"The priest, ramen is ready. Add the ingredients and you're done."

"Um, sorry. Can I just call someone?"

"Yes, yes."

The priest goes outside.

I moved too. Leave Lonewell and Rutsuko to the carriage's sister.

"How was it?"

"I got ramen."

"I did it! I want to try my tasting if I hand over the miso!"

"Please, please. I want to hear your opinion because I need to add more tools."

"But other people can eat ramen too."

"What's that?"

"The luxurious feeling that has been dominated by relatives fades ..."

Elves are like that.

"Air, food culture is a thing that changes with diversity. The taste of ramen can be improved by touching various humans. Things that go beyond the ramen we made may appear."

"I can't imagine that."

"Well, why don't you make ramen? I think you can do more than just your hobby."

All arms and materials are available. Yukikaze has recorded everything about Rutsuko's soup making, and the decisive miso is made by her parents' home.

We have all the conditions to start a ramen shop.

"It's a ramen shop. You might think if you're a retired adventurer. But now you have to do it for your brother."

My sister put her hand on her lap. I will put my hand on it. Turn your free hand to your back because your shoulders are coming. Cold long ears touched cheeks.

It has a good atmosphere. It's subtle and eye-catching, but we want to tell you that we are siblings.

When I'm flirting with my sister,

"What are you doing?"

He was put in Tuttu. There is also a priest behind her.

"Mr. Sawyer, that kind of thing in front of the temple."

"I'm sorry"

I apologized at my brother and sister and reflected. It was cold, so I was excited.

Put the air and go back to the kitchen. The Tutu brought by the priest is also there.

I knew somehow why Tuttu was there.

"So, what's meow called me?"

However, he doesn't seem to know.

"Tutu. Drink and watch this soup."

“Hmm?

Have Tutyu drink the re-added ramen soup. Early morning drowsiness Manako opened her mouth after drinking a sip of soup.

"This is my mother's taste!"

Just as I thought.

A material that has been around for a long time, and is available to the Tutu mother, the beastman. There will only be as much pork bones as can be discarded. But what about miso? Did Alma and Toto have a friend?

In an era where the rights of beastmen were weaker than now, it is easy to take away if you publish a recipe. Even if you leave it to your young daughter, if you do bad things, you will be killed and robbed. I didn't give it to Barful because Toto was reading that he would disappear.

In order to protect goods, power and rights are necessary. Because it doesn't have it, the recipe that disappeared happened to be resurrected.

Well, one problem.

"Who made this, who made it ?!"

"No!"

I point to Rutsuko.

"Huh? Yes, but Ms. Ms. Saoya is like ----"

"Okay!"

"Yeah ?!"

Tuttu embraces Rutsuko. I was able to read that he was puzzled over hemp bags.

Looking at it for a while, the priest opens his mouth.

"Tutu. It's bad, but is it a good story?"

"What is it?"

Tuttu responds to the priest while sitting on Rutsuko.

She doesn't seem to be leaving.

"This soup is the same as the one made by your mother, Thothmelange, right?"

"Yes, definitely me. It's a memorable taste."

"When that happens …………… What ’s wrong with Sawyer?”

"What shall we do?"

It has become a difficult problem. When this happens, we can't take the right to the recipe. Made by Tutu's mother. If pioneers cannot gain respect and rights, culture will not grow.

"Tutu. It's awkward, but we plan to make a ramen meal with this soup. But your mother, that is, you have the right to soup."

"Huh?

Tuttu is not sure.

"In other words, get proof of occupation of the cooking recipe"

"I'm not sure, so I leave everything to Sawyer."

"Korakora, think hard. Are you making money? Probably quite, maybe quite a bit."

"Well, but how much money can I get without working? Nya is such an unreliable Nya. Humans, working with a sweat stream, tired at night, and a good night's sleep is wonderful."

It is a word that is so pinched that my chest hurts.

"But that's it."

That said, even if I get proof of occupation, my awakening is bad.

"I have a good idea"

Lonewell, who has been eating ramen in the corner, raises his hand. I want to see you loved Oita. How many cups is it?

"Let's get the proof of recipe occupancy under the joint name. Saoya and the mistress of the hemp bag, Tutu, and three people. The profit is earned by Sawyer and the lady, and the money is favored by Tutu and nothing. Should I just pass it over? "

"Well, then you don't have to put the name of meow. You don't want Saoya and the monster to get paid.

Tutu is serious.

But it really makes sense. Money breaks human relationships.

………Money. Gold? …………… Ummm. it can not be helped.

"I have a good idea"

My proposal was against Lonewell. The priest, Rutsuko and Tutyu agreed.

"Then the decision is made."

"Leave it to you"

The priest left the kitchen in light steps.

Normally, obtaining proof of possession of a recipe takes a considerable amount of time, but she seems to have a special route, and she can get permission quickly.

"Well, Saoya."

I heard the scream of a greedy merchant.

"You can make enough with this bowl or spoon fork? And miso is monopoly. If you sell ramen, how much will you make?"

"Bowl and spoon forks do not make much money if you deduct the investment. It is a new thing, there is a capital investment. Miso is also a relative of Soya, so I will buy it at the last minute of the difference from the selling price. Isn't that profitable? "

"Well, why not do it at a ramen shop?"

"... I see. Did you have any plans for the new store? Go back a little and look at the land. I'm sorry for this today.

Lonewell went home.

I'm quick. I haven't heard of other people's ramen yet. It's delicious, but it may not fit the tongue of others.

The priest has returned.

"Mr. Sawyer, I forgot the important thing. I hate my age. I will donate this masochist and other items outside. Don't miss the red shoseki to Heures Forest in winter. I hope he helps the people in the forest relieve the cold. "

"Thank you. I think my sister will be pleased."

By the way, important promises have been completed.

Go outside and go to my sister.

When I told her that she went well, she came back with a great smile.

The miso barrels of the carriages are put in a food store with the flame shrine maiden, and the carriage of Eyre returns to the forest with red shoseki for the price.

In the kitchen, Rutsuko, Gummerry, and Tutu remained.

"Well done ramen?"

"is not it"

"Yes, me."

Making ramen is also late.