Isekai de Slow Life wo (Ganbou)

Sicilian shop recommendations.

It was an unexpectedly small, seemingly old brick building.

"--I 've been waiting for you."

Hmm. I'll take care of you today.

"Yes, enjoy today until you are satisfied."

A gentleman, seen as a clerk, proceeds from the entrance to the left of the hallway, where he arrives in a room with two longitudinal tables and chairs.

There are no other sidewalks or tables, and apparently this is the only part of the aisle on the left.

And this time, my neighbor has a serious discussion? As a result, Mizera and Sicily became like.

"Fufu. Shiro and Wendy seem unhappy, but they still have to be next door to host the main guests."

"Mmm... As soon as I do something weird, I'll change sides."

"Yes? Weird things don't have specificity. This shop is small, so there's nothing you can do about it.

That's how Sicilian pretends to take the container with the knife and fork on me, and presses my biceps against my arm.

I inadvertently changed my shape and stared at my boobs, releasing pressure, but I noticed Salte's gaze and opened my eyes.

"... under the nose. It's stretching."

"... yes"

Let's admit it.

Probably had a stretch under my nose.

I mean, the valley of a chest that's not straight is precious.

How is it that you are about to be snatched away and sucked into the abyss beyond?

"I knew you weren't in good order... I'm worried about your husband becoming an alien tit....!

"Hah... then, shall I take my place?

"Are you sure?! - Are you sure?!" Mm, okay?

"No, I'm just... alone..."

"No, Mizela. I made up my mind. Leave it to heaven, and the heaven has decided Mizera, so just be grand."

"Heaven... it was just a trick..."

You must have been strict and a trick...

Well, I hope it's settled peacefully.

"Now, I will serve you today. What can I do for you? We have a menu, but the price is not written. Since the price has already been paid uniformly, drinks and food are all-you-can-ask. Please do not hesitate to let us know."

"Don't hesitate... are you okay?

"I'm fine... what?

A gentleman who responds well to my little whisper.

First of all, I was dispensing drinking water for a few people, but I felt something extraordinary in each one of them.

"No, we all eat quite a bit. Don't hesitate to tell me, you're really not going to hesitate?

"It's okay. No problem at all."

Oh, that's a very confident statement.

It's not just because I'm a woman, but it seems like I have full trust in the store.

"Hmm. Eat until you're full, even if you don't mind."

"Mm-hmm?

I heard it was an expensive shop. Is that okay? And she looks at me and asks me, and I look at Sicily, and Sicily comes close to my ear.

"Well, I pay for something that's not cheap. Perhaps, no matter how much the shiro eats, the shop won't lose."

"Seriously...."

I wonder how much that is...

Sicily knows how much she eats... and she knows how much she usually eats, so she won't be able to be confident unless it's quite expensive.

"Besides, the people in this shop should surprisingly eat it. They are explorers who study cooking every day, sublimate taste, and satisfy customers with joy. We only accept up to two pairs a day for the best performance."

"Only two pairs... If you think that far, your expectations will increase... Looks good, Shiro. Feel free to eat whatever you want."

"Ooh. Nh!"

I should have just eaten a pile of steaks, but my eyes are sparkling and full of motivation.

And three of our adventurers are motivated to hear it.

Eina and the other three will eat more than me...

Now, when the waiter knocks on the lid of a hole in the wall in the corner of the room, it opens like a window and starts carrying the food that comes out of it.

I see. Is the space between the desk and the desk because of the ease of serving?

And now they're distributing salad and aperitifs in a small bowl.

It is boulders that are given orange juice.

"It's an appetizer, but it helps reduce hangovers, stomach pain, and more from eating or drinking too much."

"Ah, even after the aftercare... I'm going to eat too much of this, too."

The clerk lowered his head and moved to the corner of the room with a smile on his face.

There, Sicilia gave us the menu that she wrote on paper, and we'll start with an aperitif.

"Now, make it simple without being hard. Cheers!"

Cheers!

Aperitifs had a low alcohol content and a strong fruity flavour.

Mizera sitting next to her seemed to be very comfortable with her mouth, and she was spared the opportunity to drink it out.

"I think you should ask me later.

"Ah... yeah. I will. But you also drink lager, right?

I see. I don't know what to ask..... "

"I want you to leave the first cup to me. Or rather, I already asked you to try it first."

"Thank you for your patience. It becomes a lager made from yodobelle barley. Also, boiled beans, please simply serve with this salt."

"Ooh...."

What shines like a small barrel of jockey is a white bubbly floating lager.

"This is Lager...."

"Ah, the world I was in was more beautiful in a glass container. Just looking at it gave me a bit of spit."

"Eh... a glass container. I see....."

Hmm?

"Excuse me. May I tell the chef about the glass container?

"Oh, of course I don't mind...."

"Thank you very much. Now, one more thing, we're going to go high."

A clerk who bows his head respectfully, but he immediately stands back and takes care not to disturb the meal.

Somehow, I'm enthusiastic about research.

"Well then, hurry up..."

Lift up the jock and put it in your mouth and it won't feel cold.

I thought it was a lukewarm lager, but the more convincing it was.

"Gh... it's so dark! And beautiful...!

Beyond the bubbles lies a beautiful dark golden lager.

The taste is bitter, and even deeper, rich, all with gorgeous aromas of hops and the sweetness of wheat.

However, the palate is smooth, with a heavy taste.

It's not as refreshing as a cold beer.

But this is Lager! It was a lager that expressed the strength and overwhelming presence, the good quality and taste of the uncluttered wheat itself on the front.

I see.

That's why the knob is simple salt on boiled beans, and the main character of this combination is not the knob, but the taste that can be seen as lager.

Sicilian-sama advanced this first because the boiled beans came out early, so she chose a lager that matched it.

"Fufufufu. Will it be dark? But it's good, isn't it?

"This is delicious...!

Unexpectedly, the smile spills.

It's much darker than what I usually drink, and it feels like a high beer to a commoner like me, but it's still been a long time since this feeling has soaked in a slightly touching finish.

Boiled beans are not Edamame beans, but I felt that I could feel the taste of lager more strongly after taking salt, and it seemed to change when there was a knob or not.

"Nnh... bitter..."

Eh... Misera pulls her tongue against her eyebrows.

Because it feels darker when it is about human skin, it seems to be strong for Mizera.

Even though the sweetness is emphasized by the knob, the bitter taste is still strong, and it seems that people who don't like it will not like it.

"Shall I drink?

"Yeah... I'll try harder..."

You don't have to force yourself to drink it, but Misera imitates me and chews and swallows the beans while tasting them. Then she leans the jock and drank them vigorously.

"I was able to drink... Hah... the way you drink it changes a lot... It's not that much, and I think I can drink it all."

"Hmm. I thought you might want to try a variety of lagers this time, so Jock asked for a small one so you could have a bad taste. If you like the lager, you can use a big jock."

That won't help me.

The food is delicious here, and the beer is bulging...

When I looked at the dish in front of Shiro, there was still meat.

And that's... cartoon meat, as usual!

The bone jumps out like a handle on a cylindrical meat, and Shiro bites thousands of times with his own sharp canine teeth and cheeks are swollen and bitten.

From the tip of the bite, the delicious soup called gravy conveys the meat, and the expression of the shiro that hits you again so that it doesn't fall off zero seems to convey that it is delicious and happy.

Aina, Salte and Renge seem to be drinking brown soup like stew, Renge is moved to look up at the ceiling, Aina smiles unexpectedly, and Salte savours the softness and deliciousness of the meat by keeping her cheeks down.

Wendy was gracefully eating vegetables and thinly sliced meat with a knife and fork, but when my gaze met, I pointed a little to the side of her cheek and Wendy wiped the sauce on her cheek with a handkerchief like cloth.

Everyone seems to be enjoying the meal as much as they want.

"Well, there's still more. Don't crush me faster.

"I understand. I'll be with you as much as I can."

Sicilian laughed satisfactorily, but next time I asked for a combination of lager and knob that this was a recommendation, and I also clamoured at it.