Isekai Ryouridou

"So, shall we go? It's a waste of time, so choose what you want to buy."

"Oh. I'll buy the one with the best smell."

Purchase rock salt and fruit liquor along the way as you follow the path you originally came.

The rock salt was put in my bag, and the fruit liquor was stringed by Ey-Fa, who was to hang and walk.

Further walking, there was an outdoor shop selling vegetables, so inquisitive.

It's dangerous to get your hands on completely unknown ingredients, so it would be Tino or Pra here after all.

Ask your daughter, who is totally swimming in her eyes, for the price, she says she can buy two for Tino with one copper coin and three for Pra.

By the way, Aria and Poitan could buy twice that number. I see. This is a luxury.

I also sell aria here, but when I looked up to Ai-Fa wondering if I could really buy other vegetables, she told me to "like it" even though I didn't say anything.

Then I chose Tino.

Tino is a vegetable with a similar texture to cabbage and cabbage.

In contrast, pra is a vegetable with a pepper-like bitter taste.

Both were attractive, but Tino would still be more versatile.

So when I packed two balls of Tino, my bag quickly became so pampered that I couldn't beat Ai-Fa.

"Let's go," Ai-Fa said, returning the blemishes, and I finally chase after them.

Even though the bag is equally tight, the density of the contents is completely different. All I could say was that while I was in charge of roughly 24 kilometres of large baggage, I was not disturbed by the poor pace of the Ai-Fa.

I guess the strength of the trunk is unusual first. I guess it's a unique toughness for hunters who can move around freely in the woods with bad feet.

Well, at the end of the day, it's a long awaited snack.

"Ah. Let's make it that way"

Next to the stall where I was selling smoked meat, I was supposed to stop.

It is a store that was a little inspired by the sense of smell even on the way.

A little girl is still waiting for the product to be made, and it is also how it thrives there.

Ai-Fa nodded and approached the stall in unparalleled footsteps.

"How many copper coins is that food?

It was a dark-haired, well-fattened middle-aged woman who kept the store number.

That fuzzy face pulls me off when I see the eye-fa.

"... one red if you're small, two red if you're big."

"Okay, one small one"

The woman returns her gaze to herself without even responding.

I glanced inside the stall at the head of the girl in front of me.

There in a large iron pan, brown objects boil together.

It is loosely semi-liquid, with bite-sized pieces of meat and vegetables peering through its face.

It has a very similar refreshing aroma to Leelo and a strong aroma of garlic-like spices that I have never smelled by the woods, where the smell of meat and fat melts.

And beside the pan, there was a stack of ingredients like baked poiton.

The colour is whiter than the poiton and the texture is quite dull.

It comes in two sizes, about 20 cm in diameter and about 30 cm in thickness, about 5 mm. Wrap the ingredients inside the iron pan with that fabric and squeeze the top tightly to form a slightly less dressed kinky bag.

If you're going to give it a name, well, it would be like a meat bun.

"Ho. Be careful, it's hot."

"Thanks!"

Little girl about Rimi-Lou gives a happy voice and reaches out both hands.

I made way for the kid to get through easily.

Then the girl looked back at this one cheerfully - I saw Ey-Fa and stood too stifled.

On that clap, the meat bun I just bought falls out of that hand.

"Wow."

I think I was pretty lucky to catch that reflexively. If I hadn't put my stuff down under my feet, I wouldn't have been able to do it first.

"Yes. Be careful, okay?

The girl had a pretty frightened eye, but still lowered her head with a pepper, and then ran away with a meat bun.

"... one small, huh?

Saying in a missing voice of affection, my aunt quickly rubbed my share.

The arrangement is brilliant, but it still doesn't feel good as a customer business.

We paid the price and settled in the free space again.

"Eat up. Eat and we'll go home."

"Yes, then, I'll have it"

For me, it's the first time I've eaten in about twenty days, cooked at the hands of others.

Well, there's an example of a giva pot, no matter how fragrant it may be, so I stuck it on that meat bun while I stiffened my readiness there.

Well, the flavour...

Hmmm......

"Delicious?" Ai-fa asks in disinterest.

As far as I'm concerned, all I could say was "normal".

I don't know... it's so easy.

It doesn't taste good or bad. Normal for unscrupulous. The No Difficulty.

As could be seen from the smell, the spices were quite strong.

The flavor is like a blend of garlic and pacchi. Kuse is strong, but I don't hate him.

The meat is so white, the fat is completely melted. It tastes as pale as a razor.

Red and green vegetable shards have a decent texture and are not significantly different from boiled aria. Or maybe Aria's in there too.

The brown paste that governs them is probably the one where the vegetables are boiled with less water. As sweet as it is a bit, for less assertion, I am not in the way of any ingredients.

The white dough reminiscent of the baked Poitan was still more dusty than the Poitan as it looked, and it was more of an Indian nan-like toothfeel than a bun skin.

Those ingredients are harmonious, hand in hand and create a very well-behaved flavour.

Very, very normal.

"Yeah, well, it's totally normal to eat, and my curiosity's been satisfied enough."

It is not an amount of pain to be consumed, and it is food that is not claimed enough to be painful in the first place.

If you dare say so, this would be too expensive for one bottle of fruit liquor, two balls of tino, and four balls of poiton.

"Do you want to take a bite of Ai-Fa, too? I asked."

"I don't want it," he said lightly no.

"Hmm. I'm not convinced that people by the woods are discriminated against as' givah eaters' by people who are satisfied with such uninteresting food. Giva would be a hundred times better."

"... you remember the flavor of the pot you ate the first night, Asta?

Oh, I forgot.

But I guess that's because the folks at the woods didn't know how to eat meat, and didn't handle it properly, such as blood draining.

Didn't the inhabitants of this stone capital come to the idea of using Giva as meat?

"... Until the people of the woods moved in about eighty years ago, Gibba said he was jumping in enough numbers to flood out of the woods and attacking people and fields. The story is that for the human race in Genos at the time, it was above all a symbol of terrible disaster"

It's a symbol of disaster, so you don't deserve to eat, do you?

It is a story of utter infirmity.

"I don't know the details with me, but I guess there was no shortage of meat. That Totos bird is not likely to be eaten."

"Whew. You gonna eat that one?... Well, it doesn't look like it's creepy."

"Whatever, the people in the capital were afraid of Gibba. And he feared the people by the woods, who would kill Gibba and eat Gibba. Now half the horrors of Gibba have been forgotten, and it is the people of the woods who have fulfilled the symbol of fear... and so said the Lady Zibba."

"What is it? After all, you discriminate without being told. How come the people by the woods aren't trying to break this situation?

"... there's not a single thing that's inconvenient to be afraid of."

Is that so?

I don't think it was praised, after all, to spare the trouble of solving misunderstandings.

It must be a joy for me to conclude that the people of the woods are unreasonably white eyed because they deserve it.

That's why I almost said, "But come on."

I discovered something odd in the corner of my sight and decided to hold my mouth.

That was a girl.

An earlier little girl sat across the street from the stone and grabbed a meat bun just like me.

If that's all, well, nothing happened. When I turned my face, the kid turned away with agility like a squirrel.

So, it's time to turn my face again.

The stone street was as wide as ten meters, so I couldn't see the expression, but it looks kind of intriguing.

"... I guess it's strange that humans with white skin, like you, are dressed in woodland outfits"

And it seems that Ey-Fa, who had noticed the presence of such a girl for so long, abandoned her so without showing any emotions such as this.

"I see." I'll observe it sideways.

After all, when I was a year old, I was about Limi-Luu, like, seven or eight years old at best?

Hair stretched to the shoulders is burnt brown and skin is yellowbrown. He's wearing an orange piece of clothing, not a rolled one, but a cylindrical one, with leather sandals at his feet.

The limbs and torso are thinner than Rimi-Lou's, and I really love the way he sits on the ground and cheeks on a meat bun with a magu.

I put my face around you.

The unintentional girl stiffens without being able to look away.

Plus, laughing all the time at it, the girl felt like she had a look that stuck the meat bun in her throat before she could flaunt her mouth weakly.

It's far away, so I don't see it very well.

"... what are you doing, you?

"No, I thought you were a pretty girl."

…………

"Huh? No, you're not! What are you looking at? What kind of person do you think I am?

"Disgusting. Don't disturb me.... Do you like children?

And all of a sudden, I'm questioned at my normal physical waist, and I'm shoulder-through my emotions.

"If you like it or not, you like it. My father's shop was full of little kids. There was a lot of family."

"... right"

That. Have I misdirected the story?

Reminds me of my conversation with Ai-Fa last night and I panic a bit.

Is it easier to avoid talking about the world I was in for a while?

"Still, I'm going to be disgusted to think I'm going to take this big package home. I thought there were too many 20 meals?

"I always bought this amount. Or -" Ai-fa turns a blind eye to the fuzz.

"Don't you need as much as twenty foods?

"Um, i-fa."

Even I don't see my destiny ahead of me!

... What a good thing I didn't have to yell at you.

But instead, I can't find the words.

Ai-Fa had quietly laid her eyes down, as if she were reluctant to be seen the emotions in it.

"Ai-Fa, I..."

Anyway, I have to say something.

I opened my mouth with my head shut.

And the unspeakable anger and noise erased the word.

"If you have a complaint, make it clear! You must be the proud inhabitants of Stone Capital!?

Lost inhibition, the voice of a young man.

Broken objects, intense tones.

People's give, scream.

The scream also mixed the voices of as many girls as earlier.

"Hey, what? What's the matter with you?

I'm not sure what the situation is.

However, the streets are littered with broken crate wreckage and yellow mysterious fruit. At the center of it, there were two guys working on it.

That's the girl's eye and nose.

The other people were shying away from the winding, distancing themselves and making rings, but only the girl had gone to the ground frightened.

"Oh, hey, what's that...?

Without having to be drawn to my attention, Ai-Fa stood up loosely.

The eyes, with a lot of noisy light, are gleaming at the men.

We work together on the streets from daylight, men.

One of them wore a fur cape and had shallow black skin - he was a young man in a forest neighborhood without a shadow.