Isekai Ryouridou

In that way, time will come to this day.

Ai-Fa told me to "go to sleep first" and went to Grandma Ziva's bedroom, and I'm having a sleepless night. He's falling asleep in a big empty house and up on his own.

(What do you mean, poison! Son of a bitch, that Giva father... he looks so refreshed by himself!

Perhaps Donda-Lou became anxious to see his family trying to bless us one after another. I was wondering if my family was going crazy - or if I was going crazy.

But I could hear my eldest brother Jiza and get that answer.

Bullshit, as Grandma Ziva said at the beginning, "It's each person's own whether it tastes good or not".

So, I was relieved.

No one was crazy, I'm sure.

But.

That would mean that he genuinely felt 'Gibba Berg' was' unsavory '.

(Then people have their own preferences! Some people don't like hamburgers.)

My eldest brother, Giza, and my second brother, Darm, don't know what they're thinking. Maybe he just doesn't want to say "delicious" because of his rebellion against me and Ai-Fa.

But my third sister Lara-Luu and others - really, I guess' Gibba Berg 'didn't suit my taste.

He complimented me on "Baked Poitan" and "Giva Soup," so I don't think there's any lies or deception in that word.

(But then... Giva pots and BBQ made with meat that didn't even drain blood are better than "Giva Berg," you mean...?

That must be what underlies my sense of defeat.

Am I proud?

Is it wrong to feel defeated about this?

Put your hands on your chest as you bite your teeth.

Rimi-Lou made it for me, a necklace... eight fangs and horns rang a pleasant tone of jarrari.

First time in this other world, the price.

Even eight of the twelve admitted that my dishes were "delicious".

That would be something to be proud of.

Not very much, but I don't feel like redeeming these fangs and horns for Poitan, Aria, etc.

The truth is that maybe making it your own flesh is the most right thing to do. I don't think the day I can make a decision like that has yet come for the time being.

This is a testament to my existence.

They admitted that I was worth it.

I'm glad.

I'm proud of you.

Even in this other world, I can exist - and feel forgiven.

But.

At the same time, I was denied my job.

I regretted it.

It was a shame.

I feel as if I've been denied all my existence.

That didn't make me feel like I could be cleaned up with the general theory that "people have different preferences" etc.

Especially - you abandoned my dish as "poisonous," my parents Donda-Lou.

I don't think only a big man like that giva turned out to be able to leave him like this,

(But then, what am I supposed to do -?)

And when I got that far in mind.

Tons, tons, tons - and about three times the doorway door was slammed.

"Yes, please?

I wonder if I'm Ey-Fa, but would he knock or something?

I mean, this is the first time I've ever known that there was an act called knocking in this world.

That means I'm sure it's not Ai-Fa.

"You didn't hang it, did you? Go ahead," I stood up.

Limi-Luu should only be in the bedroom of Ziba-Lu with Ai-Fa.

And that means...... I don't like it, but Rayna-Lew's innocent smile comes to my mind.

She was the one who defied her parents, Donda-Lou, and first imitated Grandma Ziva's actions. I think she kind of gave me a vision when I did it during cooking and afterwards. In this situation where I haven't interacted so much with anyone yet, I couldn't imagine anything other than her, such as a person coming all the way to visit me.

But I don't want to say goodbye to my daughter, who has such a cute face, such a privileged style, and who only wears such a troublesome costume, and face to face alone at such a late hour. Or, you can't ignore it.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It was not Raina-Lou who stood there, not Giza-Lou or Darum-Lou, but, in a way, a more dangerous, too dangerous opponent than that.

"Thanks for opening it. I'm so glad. Wow, Asta..."

That colorful voice alone makes it possible to tell who's who anymore.

From the gap in the door, which only opened a little, a privileged limb by the time it was irregular, then slips down.

"Duh, what's going on, Vina-Lou?," I'm going to add, and I'm going to stop. Because there doesn't seem to be a custom in this world to give personal names such a name.

"I missed you, Asta... because you had something to ask..."

"What do you want to hear, sir?

Take off your leather footwear, which is easier to make than a man's, while giving me a glimpse of confusion. I didn't give you permission, but I'm willing to come in.

"I'm glad Rayna didn't get me ahead of her. Wow. I was still worried about what I would do if you were taking me in..."

"Re, there's no reason for Rayna-Lew to visit me anywhere, is there? Because she and I just cooked together."

And it's a rarer pattern than that with you, right, which I responded to with the inclusion, but Sister Vina laughs glossily, "Ugh."

"That girl's been completely distracted by you already, huh? Didn't you really notice? That's a lot blunt, Asta..."

"Oh, so, the"

"Don't worry about it. I didn't come to get my son-in-law... anyway, let's sit down and talk...?

Shiru's right arm, which is moderately fat, practical and ornamental on top of its thick, thin and moderate muscles, teases me on my left arm.

Wah, wah, the alarm was ringing in my head.

Anyway, this woman has too much color. As sorry as I had to wear an unnecessary ornament on one arm, it was like a chunk of pheromone that the limbs were everywhere glossy, in feminine ups and downs, and if I wanted to keep reason, I'd have to close my eyes anymore.

Its eyes are narrowed to a sleepy beard, and its pink lips are as well fleshy as they are. On the smooth face of the ovoid shape, the narrow and softly stretched neck, the lines of the clavicle that float firmly, and the long stretched chestnut hair clutter around the rounded right shoulder - at this proximity to transcendence, I'm not even willing to lower my gaze any further. If I lower it, something's going to be over.

"... Shall we sit?

Say the same thing again and try to pull me to the back of the room.

That's just the people by the woods who work hard every day, and they're so powerful. Besides, if I disobeyed him badly, my restrained left arm would touch anywhere in that dangerous limb, and I had no other choice but to be taken with a promise.

He stops near a window lit with candlesticks and weighs down as he drifts.

Again for the aforementioned reasons, I had no choice but to sit back with you - but soon, I found out that it was the extreme of my consideration and so on.

And when she fell back against the wall, Sister Vina was brought back all over her body, as if she could not wait any longer.

"Um, so, uh, hey!" And when I shouted pointlessly, my fingertips, shaped like those of the making, followed my lips properly.

"Quiet... I want to tell you something my family doesn't want to hear..."

With the words, a slight exhalation creeps into my ear.

My body was already full of goosebumps just like that.

Of course, not because I was uncomfortable. On the contrary.

Whatever the feeling, however, it is that it is given unilaterally and coercively, rather than by one's will, which evokes feelings similar to those of fear.

It's dim, my older sister like a hunk of color and pheromone snuggles me up and breathes into my ears - that's like, within reason left, it's just a fear experience.

(Oh - were you even making smoked during the day?) The idea that there is no such thing as) comes around the corner of my head like the revelation of a reality escape.

Nothing. The sober scent of Leelo wrapped around Vina-Lou's hair and limbs and the slightly sweet and irritating scent of Pico's raw leaves began to erode my nasal cavity as well.

(That smells good... but something seems a little short...) and all of a sudden my eyes burning like a bobcat opened up in my brain.

Reason and sanity, which were about to collapse halfway, restore tension at once.

I can't be fuzzy forever in this situation where I don't even know when I-Fa will be back.

"Um, what's the story? It's not a little mild not wanting people at home to ask you, is it?

"That's right... I'm here to talk to you about not being calm"

Well, my left arm, which was on the opposite side of my body, put something on the floor.

It was a bottle of fruit liquor.

"I'm sorry, I might be a little drunk... because I'm going to take care of my family... I couldn't squeeze my courage without the help of alcohol..."

"Yes, what the hell is that? I don't want to get into too much trouble."

At this point, it would still seem safer to be considered an unreliable man.

But Vina-Lou has shaken his head loose and put a corn on my shoulder.

"Asta... who are you...?

"- Yes?"

"If you look at the color and face of that skin, you'll see that it doesn't come from the woods... but there are all kinds of born people in the stone capital. Not that strange. Wow. … but your cooking is a wonder"

You're talking about cooking. Then it's not a bluff, but then I want to keep a more convenient distance. My reason for being able to hold it back because of the dangerous feeling of compressing my left arm has been screaming since just now.

"You said that instead of this western kingdom, you didn't even know the name of Ameshorn, did you? You were born in some distant country, not here, right?... I wonder where that is...?

"Wow, I don't know. The name of the country is Japan, but I'm more than likely to know the name of a continent called Ameshorn, and I wonder who lives on this continent might not know an island country called Japan."

"An island country... is that an island country...?

"That's right. There were several continents around it, but I've never heard of Ameshorn."

"Really... that's nice..."

Vina-Lou's feverish fingertips gently attach to my chest.

The chills run through me again.

"Asta... would you take me back to that strange birthplace...?

Say so.

Vina-Lou has been teasing me all over her body, like a madalama serpent.