Inari wants to live in peace

I took a day off from the hospital to meet with a visitor, but it was a foreigner named Louis Flois who actually met.

In addition to him, Gaspar Villera and Lorenzo Ryosha were present.And obviously, they're all good old uncles.

By the way, I am currently renting out a room for visitors to Fushimi Inari Shrine.

Since he introduced himself with a serious face, I also quietly correct my posture.

"I see you for the first time, Inari God.

My name is Louis Flois.

The two behind us are Gaspar Villera and Lorenzo Ryosha. "

I don't put it on my face, but I'm surprised that Mr. Frois spoke Japanese and respond with it.

"Well, I think I already know, but I am Inari God.And here ─ ─ "

"My name is Sakura. We serve the side of Inari God.I'll see you later. "

When I introduced myself formally, the cherry blossoms who were completely settled by the caretaker lowered their head small toward them.

I was eager to ask about etiquette and manners, so I taught a lot about gentlemanly behavior in the future.

My source of information is mainly entertainment works such as cartoons, novels, animations and games, so it may be wrong in various places, but Mr. Sakura seems happy, so perhaps there is no problem.

When they saw it, Ms. Flois bowed reflexively, impressed by her politeness.

At the end of each other's introduction, I ask him what I have been worried about.

"Still, Mr. Frois is a foreigner, but he speaks Japanese well."

"I have a mission to spread the Lord's teachings to people.

So love your neighbor.... "

As he lowered the pendant of the cross from his neck, he remembered in his mouth that it was also the teaching of the LORD to learn Japanese.

Having heard that, I somehow figured out who Mr Frois was.

It has appeared in various entertainment works in Japan in the future, and there are cosplay costumes that are comic and similar.

It's something I know, even though I'm not familiar with history.

"Mr. Flois is a missionary, and loving your neighbor is a Biblical verse."

"Stream stones are gods of Inari. Did you know?"

The passage of the Bible is often seen on the country road.So I knew it even though I had never actually read it.

Nevertheless, it is clear that the other thing left in my memory is to reconcile with the cat.

Mr. Flois and the others are very impressed, but I don't know what it actually says.And I didn't bother to say it, so I kept quiet.

"But I didn't think the gods of this country were down on earth.I didn't know. "

"I guess..."

I'm just pretending to be the Inari God, not the real God.

Fortunately, it is accepted by the local people, but it is certainly an astonishing fact for Flois, who comes from abroad and believes in God.

Not only he but also the two men behind him were surprised, so I clearly understood that my mind was not calm.

I went all the way to see Yoshihiro Ashikawa.

I wasn't good at getting around, so if there was an important purpose, I wanted you to talk to him right away, so I opened my mouth to ask him directly.

"By the way, why would Mr. Frois want to see me?"

Then they suddenly correct their posture and turn into serious expressions, speaking in a cool manner.

"Inari God, I want permission to preach in the capital of Kyoto."

"... I see."

Initially, he would have relied on Yoshihiro Ashigawa, but he would soon retire and become isolated from politics and power.

Then it is normal to try to cross over to the next General Kaisei, and it is easy to imagine that you will rely on me.

At that time, will control of Kyoto also shift to this side?I don't need to be honest with you because Edo is the only place I plan to be.

But I don't think it's any different to tell Mr. Frois that.

Above all, the problem will be solved if I send a letter to the person in charge of the land after unifying the world.

Having come to a general conclusion, I will be clear and public.

"Okay, I'll allow you to preach."

"It's still that easy! Eh!?"

Flois and the others were all surprised that I had granted permission lightly.

But is the decision so strange now?

"Oh, you know, Inari God? Will you really allow me to preach?"

"I hate lies, and should freedom of religion be guaranteed?"

"Eh? Hah, hah, well..."

Somehow, it seems that Mr. Frois has a bad tooth cut.Maybe it is different from the future, but is the Sengoku era different?

Perhaps it would have been a little careless to give a quick permit here.

"Remember, however, that if you speak the name of God to hide politics and evil, the oppression of missionaries and believers is unavoidable."

Reflecting that it was too much to give permission quickly, he hurried to put up a line of defense, and not only Mr. Frois but the two of his children lowered their heads deeply.

"Hahaha! I swear to God I will never do such evil!"

I may have threatened too much, but I don't like lying.

Therefore, if you try to hide Christianity and get into the slave merchants who sell Japanese to foreign countries, it is certain that you will not stop hitting the killer until he cries.

Fortunately, Mr. Flois and his fellow missionaries seemed like sincere missionaries, so I didn't think they needed to worry.

Still, they will come to Japan after this, and I don't know who else.

So we need to be careful not to do strange things by watching.

I heard that Inari God likes sweets.

I don't feel physical fatigue, but sweets are best to relieve mental fatigue.That's why I eat sweetness frequently during breaks.

If you're not busy working day and night, it seems to be an open secret enough to get rumored in the capital.

But, well, it's nothing to hide, so I'll tell Mr. Frois with all due respect that it's positive.

"Sure, I like sweets.What's that? "

"In fact, today we have prepared a special treat for Inari God."

He held the sachet in his hand and gave it out respectfully.

Take it while tilting my neck a little.

"This way, please."

Then he loosened the string of the sachet he gave me and peeked into the contents and was surprised.

"The confectionery is a Portuguese Confederation ─ ─"

I see! Was it golden sugar!

What!?

What?

Lumpy bite-size sugar chunks of golden plain sugar, unlike the future, are cloudy and have large grains.

But still, it was very similar to what I knew.

Speaking of which, I would like to immerse myself in nostalgic memories of what I ate when I was a child, but it seems that I made a mistake, and I am asked by Mr. Flois, who was upset, that I am afraid.

"Ah, um... do you know this sweet, Inari God?"

Yes, that's why it's golden sugar, right?

"No, no! The sound of the words is close, but it's a little different!It's Confetus! "

The more I hear that, the more convinced I am.But I didn't say Confetus again.

No matter what anyone says, it must be the origin of the golden sugar we saw in the future.

I remember seeing golden sugar, but I think I heard somewhere that Nagasaki's specialty confectionery came from many foreign countries.

Then I thought that Castella would be the same, and said something that came to mind.

And Castella?

"Well, I'm sorry, but I don't know the name."

Apparently, Mr. Frois doesn't know.

Still, I think that the name is just different, like golden sugar, and this is also conveyed from Portugal.

Hmm, is that so?

So I call the cherry blossom caretaker behind me.

"Bring me Castella.You can have the rest of the cook's prototype the other day. "

"Yes, sir."

After respectfully thanking Sakura-san, he quietly left the room.

In fact, I brought not only cooks but also chickens from Nagayama Village on this trip.

For that reason, the Inari god, who rents a kitchen to cook himself or clean and wash himself, is not divine at all.

Therefore, there was a risk of causing a big image down.

But even if you let others do what you can see, the locals won't know anything about what you're teaching.

It is very troublesome to educate from scratch, and above all, it is very doubtful how free you can move.

So the arrow of Hakuba stood in the back of the house, the chef of Nagayama Village's homemade egg restaurant.

She had the audacity to cook a daily meal and at least satisfy her appetite.

It seemed to me that I was alive and not accompanied by anyone to take care of me.

In addition, in the capital city of Kyoto, I was provided with cooks who were familiar with local cuisine.

But after I had them all say Gaffn, the backyard sorted out the kitchen.I feel sorry for you, but I want you to think that this is also a noble sacrifice to develop Japanese cuisine.

And somehow, Matsudaira-san and Oda also brought their own cooks.

When I saw it, I felt a deep sorrow that I couldn't go back to my old diet anymore.

While I was thinking about what to do, the door to the door of the room opened.

The cherry blossom caretaker returns with a ceramic plate on a wooden obon.

On the plate, a bamboo skewer was pierced into a beautifully cut castella, and three slices were prepared in a large plate and one slice in a small plate.

I am grateful to you for having prepared my share, but I don't say it in my mouth, but I think it is Sakura-san.

By the way, I don't have her share, but since she has a satisfactory expression, it was clear that she had eaten in the kitchen first.

Regardless, Mr. Sakura first placed a small plate in front of me and then quietly served it to Mr. Flois.

"Wow, this is it! Castella!"

He is greatly surprised to see the crispy baked castella placed in front of him.

"Yes, have you seen it anywhere?"

"No, this is the first time I've seen it!"

I leaned my neck, but the other two were confused.

Still, if you eat a bite, you may remember, and if you recommend eating Castella, you pick the bamboo skewer with your fingers and carry it into your mouth with the movement of the three of you.

But the moment they tasted the baked confectionery directly with their tongues, everyone opened their eyes at once.

"Wow, what a sweet and smooth taste!Besides, eating baked confectionery doesn't make my throat dry! "

I relied on obsessive memories to create it, so it was difficult to give Castella a moisturizing feeling.

In the first place, when there was no foamer, it had to be made to order, and foaming meringues was initially dependent on the physical abilities of the fox daughter.

Using honey instead of sugar was a series of trials and mistakes anyway.

It was really helpful that eggs and flour existed normally.

"Castella's natural fluffiness and moisture have been difficult to achieve."

I still have the unfinished Castella, but I was surprised.

But when I ate one bite, I thought... I let it out!I thought it would be something like that, but all three have similar trance expressions.

It has become a little suspicious whether this is a baked sweet from Portugal.

"Wow, did God Inari make this Castella!?"

"Um... that's about right."

Initially, the blending and thermal conditioning didn't work well, so it turned into pasapasa pound cake and hard type cookies.

It is now a good memory that such a mountain of failures was piled up.

It was this prototype that finally came closer to Castella after trying and making mistakes with the cooks of this era without giving up.

"Oh, I see! This Castella!Was it the confectionery of the kingdom of God! "

The three of them were so moved, they looked up to heaven and prayed.

When I saw it, I wondered if I thought it was such a fine treat as God would eat.

Certainly, in the Sengoku period, raw materials were hard to obtain and cooking methods were not yet established, so it is a prototype that produces unevenness every time it is made.

In other words, only Inari God (false) can supply steadily at present, so in a sense, Mr. Flois' words will be correct.

Having considered this and considered where to go to correct it, I decided to stop it as it seemed troublesome.

So I didn't dare say anything to Mr. Flois, and I fully tasted the moist type of Castella.

It is common for history books to have commentaries, so for example, hard type castella was originally made, or something like that might happen.

However, I dream of eating as much as I like, so it doesn't matter what the original confectionery is.

Then, after finishing eating, I rubbed the tangy green tea and retorted it.

I was optimistic that making Castella a little ahead of the times would not have much impact.

It will be discussed at a later date, but in fact, Castella has already been conveyed to Japan.

But it wasn't the kind of fluffy moisture that I wanted to stop, but rather, it was close to a crispy pound cake.

Even more troubling is the controversy that both claim Castella's ancestors.

By the way, Kyushu's ancestor Castella abandons the pound cake without shame or audience and turns to my recommended fluffy moisturizing type.

I thought it was the thickness of the skin on the big side because they claimed that they were first in that state, but I couldn't help it because it was bad for the Japanese.

As for me, it was just a roundup of Nagasaki specialties of the future.

So I had to wait and see without saying anything about both claims, and there was no indication that it would settle.