Isekai Ryouridou

It was four and a half minutes down the road that we went for the Inn Town.

I tend to be confused when I think that the moment is about seventy minutes, but if you dare to put it another way, it's around 5: 15 p.m.

By the way, the sunset is six moments down, roughly 7 p.m.

It was a prospect that even if I returned too late, I would like to start sales at the fifth hour and close the store at the seventh hour.

In that case, the business hours would be just 140 minutes, and the calculation would be only an hour shorter than the daytime business, but I wondered if it would still make the product extra.

The reason is simple: in this Genos, supper is asked to be 1 to 5 times the amount of snacks during the day.

Then, customers who are usually satisfied with lid plates will also want three plates at a time, and the product will sell out at a speed of 1,5 times.

Of course, it was unknown how many customers would come this evening, so I'm consolidating my readiness to extend it for another hour or so when I have to. It was planned after a meeting that even the people by the woods who went to bed early would not suffer from a lack of sleep.

So, we managed to get to the lodging town after we had finished preparing for it downstairs, and we arrived at the planned carving limit, but the town was showing no different amount of buzz than it was during the day.

This is the first time I've been down to Accommodation Town at this time, so I don't know how busy it is compared to normal.

But anyway, the lodging town was busy.

Whereas the chairs and tables that had been served in front of the inn would have been cleared and the meat and fruit liquor of the sieve would have been long exhausted, the people are crossing the streets in a floating manner. Many arrived in Genos for this evening, and it also felt more travellers in luggage and cape than usual.

Whatever it is, it is business preparation.

As usual, we divide ourselves into squads that rent stalls and squads that deliver food to the inn and take their own path. The hunters of the escort also scattered numbers along with it.

Incidentally, the number of Kamado numbers was 14 as before, but the unsolicited night sales meant that the escort had been increased to 13.

With the addition of inspector Sphilla-Zaza, the total number was 28, six on each of the four luggage vehicles, plus two on the Mim Char and the Totos of the Ray family, the largest ever.

Escorts, familiar with me, were Ai-Fa, Barsha, Rudd-Lu, Sin-Lu, Lau-Ray, and Dan-Lutim - plus Giza-Lu and Gazran-Lutim, and even the facial rashes of Darm-Lu, Ji-Mayam, and Gilan-Lilin. The other two, whose names are unknown, were the stories of Mufa and Min's men, so that the seven families of Luu would be covered without loss.

Nevertheless, it would be surprising to note that the three brothers in the Luu main house are in full swing. The wound on his right hand still does not heal, but the left shoulder has healed completely, so he has no problem with the role of escort.

Incidentally, the Kamadu number of the Lou family, in addition to Sheila-Lou and Limi-Lou, who were originally on duty, also had the appearance of Lara-Lou.

She asked me to take her place on duty with the Ladies of the Ray family because she wanted to take part in the "One of the Gamrays" tour after work.

Anyway, with that look on our face, we got to get ready for business.

The Blue Sky Dining Room, which remained open, and although fruit liquor and gravy had been spilled on the table, the chair waited safely for us without being stolen.

The person in charge warms up the dishes and iron plates, and the person in charge takes care of cleaning the dining room.

The rookie Kamadu numbers seem to be getting a lot more work and venue vibes, and I don't see any problems for once.

"What, are you still opening the stall tonight?

And he stopped by with a bunch of Jagals for a purpose.

"Yes. Only on holidays, I thought I'd stay open at night. You'll be forbidden to do business during the day."

"I appreciate that! The dining room at the inn would be full anyway, and I was worried about where to eat!

They looked really happy to me.

"This is the first time you've ever left a store at night, but there are other stalls out there besides the restaurant. Is this also unique to holidays after all?

"Oh, because there's usually no one who bothers to buy pots and kettles at night. Still, a lot of people get upset on holidays, so I guess the merchants are trying to reclaim what they couldn't earn during the day."

The outdoor area was also 80% of the day, and what percentage of the shops were served.

After all, ornaments and beautiful textile shops seem to dominate over household goods. Besides, some of them seemed to be arguing about alcohol on the side of commerce.

"Oh, it's time for five moments"

And the customer who was behind me snapped pompously.

Seeing it, the guards, who had Totos pull a large, roofless luggage, had just come from the southern direction.

If you chase people flooded with streets and put some heavy load in the middle of the street, you will march solemnly here. And two soldiers, one at a time, remained in the place where the load was placed, putting up long wooden spears.

"What is that being done?

"Yeah? Yeah, that's fire prep. That's a unique lesson for Genos."

While we were talking about that, the guards also came in front of our shop and unloaded on the street.

It was a large bowl that could be one, and it seemed to have a leather roof stretched about a meter and a half high with a wooden frame.

When it gets dark, I guess I'll light the fuel in the bowl. The leather roof must be ready for sudden rain.

Such a fire bowl is placed over and over seven or eight meters. The place is in the middle of a street with a road width of as much as ten meters. This would, well, not interfere with the passage of luggage cars, nor would it risk extending it to stalls or houses.

But the main street of this stone is hundreds of metres away, even in the area of the Inn Town alone. With two guards positioned at this interval to the southern edge, that alone should have required tremendous manpower.

"It's a holiday, I guess you're more manpower than usual. In the first place, not many people usually leave the stalls at night, so they're all gathered on the south side and only prepared for the fire."

"I see. So, you're withdrawing when everyone's asleep?

"I guess so. I've never even seen it in my bedding by then, but after cleaning out the firebowl, I'm talking about guards with pine lights patrolling around."

Outside Castle Town there are no stone walls to avoid raiders, so that's how the town is protected by man-made sea tactics. I guess Turan and Dareim are protected in the same way as well as the Inn Town. Even I, who have bitter memories of something called the Militia, had a mind to lose in their work.

And I was just thinking about that, and a guard brought back Totos from the northern edge approached my stall.

"Hey, you guys open your stores at night too?

Saturas Regional Guard Unit, is Malus, 2nd Platoon Leader of 5th Platoon.

I smiled and said, "Yes. Thank you for your hard work," she replied.

"Thank you so much. Please, don't give me more work, okay?

After saying it with a lumpy face, Mars peered into the iron pan of the stall in a bit of a slice.

"Still, that's a smell that sticks to your stomach. A stewed Tarapa dish."

"Yes. If your meal is coming up, how about one?

"Don't let the fool out. Can I buy and eat while I'm at work? In the stuffing room, a proper person on duty keeps the meal up."

Saying it that way, Mars stared at the contents of the iron pan as if untrained.

It is boiled rather than juice, but the sauce of Tarapa makes a nice, creepy noise, which makes the fragrance really seductive.

"... bye. Especially since this shop is across the street from those people, so watch out for all the commotion."

That's how Mars walked away with his spine up resolutely.

Such, of course, would mean "A Seat of Gamlay". The giant tent is quiet under the sky, which is being stained with cedar. Apparently, today's sales haven't started yet.

"Hey, we're getting hungry, too. You're not ready yet?

Jagal's customers pinned me down and I looked around the left and right stalls.

Ama Min-Rutim, who sums up the opinion of the Lou family, smiles and waves, and Tour-Din and Yamil-Ray also nod back.

"Yes, then we will start selling"

As usual, not dozens of people were waiting. but even on such a northern edge there were many people on the street, so customers quickly pushed in the same momentum as usual.

Besides, I've pulled the stall so far that today's sales would have been passed on to the people on the road. More and more people were coming from the south side as well, and when they realized it had become more busy than usual.

Starting today, I also stopped tasting in anticipation of the crowds. I ended up "simmering tarapa" one after the other on a prepared wooden dish.

Receiving copper coins will be the last I = fa to participate today. No matter how much customers pushed me, I-Fa did his job in a riddle and acted as a seller without a clue.

So - about ten minutes after opening, Lara-Lew was to fly over to me.

"Asta! I'm totally out of seats! That's why they're starting to spread the rug over there in the open. This is a code violation, isn't it?

"Huh? Um, yeah. I guess it's more our fault than eating in our prepared wood plates."

"Then I'll pay for the place at the inn! Sheila-Lou says that's what we should do, and so should Asta, okay?

"Yeah. We'll pay for that copper coin half at Fa and Luu"

"Okay! Sin-Lu, come with me!

That's how Lara-Lew disappeared across the crowd.

It is a sudden incident from the beginning.

In total, they didn't have enough space for eight stalls, or even 84 seats at all.

(This one's gone. I might have gained momentum on my first day)

We heard that the number of guests doubled from "Dawn Day", but between the time we opened the Blue Sky Dining Room and yesterday, our feet were already nearly doubled. We couldn't have predicted even more dramatically relaxing feet from there.

Of course, this may be the momentum of the first holiday of the festival, but in any case, we have to deal with it so that it does not break the laws of Genos. The cost of the place was only allowed to be loaned every ten days, so there was no other way to rent the place by following the due process, even if it would leave extra space in daytime sales.

(I wonder if the number of wood dishes is sufficient. 'Cause I got ready to match the number of seats, so I might as soon run out of money to buy them loose)

My own job is to simply serve the simmering on a plate, so it is extraordinarily easy compared to yesterday. but it may be its softness that is applauding the lack of seats. "Gibba's Steak" and "Gibba Cutlet" can be tricky. Guest rotation is probably worse, and that must have created a sense of relaxation in the guest seats.

"... what's going on, Asta?

"No, I'm just reflecting on my breadth."

"Right. I don't know what was so far-fetched, but if you think so yourself, reflect a lot."

"Yeah."

In the meantime, only dishes will have to be ordered additionally tomorrow.

I have refrained from three more holidays, so it would never be a wasted investment.

"I'm home! I've just replaced Fa's house!

Lara-Lew returning to the stall says just that and runs over to the dining room.

This one was just running out of wood, so I carefully put in the sardines for the customers in line, entrusted Ey-Fa with leaving a message, and I turned my legs that way, too.

"Wow, this guy is nasty."

Needless to say, the cafeteria was full, and the vacant land on the other side of it had been filled by people sitting on the ground with as much space as the cafeteria.

Of course, space is not used as efficiently as the dining room because it sits on the ground and expands its cuisine. Against 84 seats in the dining room, it seemed like there were about fifty people flashing over there by the count.

"Look! You over there, pack more! From here on out, it's not where we rented it, so if you sneak around, the guards will tease you!

With Lara-Luu twitching like that, he is holding hands and roping to Sin-Luu. They still rented a new space for eight stalls, the same area as the dining room. He punched in a grigi stick to carry an iron pot onto the ground of the soil, where he was tightly roped.

"It was helpful to have Lara-Lew today. I and the other women alone would not have been able to move that quickly."

and Sheila-Lou, holding an empty wooden dish, called from behind.

"But it was Sheila-Lou who gave the instructions to Lara-Lou, wasn't it? I think it was a great decision."

"No, now that I spend eight extra red copper coins a day, I wanted Asta to see if it was really the right decision to make."

"I think you were totally right. I'm sorry I just had a sweet prospect."

"Don't make such a face. Isn't this the job that Fa and Luu are doing hand-in-hand? I want to share responsibility and honor with you."

That being said, Sheila-Lou started washing dishes in barrel water.

I can't get back to work without this, so let me help you, naturally.

The women of Limi-Luu and Yun-Sudra and Ratz are walking around the dining room, which has doubled its space, a little bit, retrieving empty plates. Ama Min-Rutim is adding up there because she still ran out of wood plates just like me, so I guess she left her absence to the Ming ladies to rush to help.

"You were supposed to stay a minute or two after sunset, right? But with this, wouldn't we be finishing the job sooner?

and Sheila-Lou asks as she moves her hand.

"It's about half the hour of five now, isn't it? Yeah, if you do bad, you could sell it out in less than a minute from the sixth hour of sunset."

"I think that's great. The next holiday, you can also sell more food."

That said, Sheila-Lou handed me the washed wood dishes and the wooden spoons.

"The honor is also something that Fa and Luu should share. Giza-Lou and Sphilla-Zaza will surely be more amazed than we are"

I stared back at Sheila-Lou's powerful smile and then went back to the stall.

The stalls already have more than ten customers lined up. And I said, "Thank you for waiting!" Then I took up the radar.

The world is already wrapped up in the dark.

The sun was weak and the sky had changed from silky to purple.

Then after another fifteen minutes, when the time had passed, would it be right? The guards standing on the street finally began to light the fire bowl with Lana's leaves.

Pop, pop, pop, and a warm orange fire dwells in turn from the north.

As if they were waiting for it, people in guest seats and streets would say, "To the Sun God!" I summed up my voice.

If you look, the fire was also lit in the northwest direction.

The walls of the castle were lit with watchful fire.

I saw it before on my way home from Doug - the first time I saw it was the night I was freed from Count Turan's mansion.

It is the light of the Night Castle, lit by a town without electricity.

Without it, the sky would also be able to check the shape of constellations I don't know.

I kind of got caught up in the feeling that I was going to scratch my heart.

People's smiles, cheers and festive enthusiasm further highlight that feeling.

I remember this feeling.

That was two years of middle school, in December.

I joined the Hunting Friends' Farm Camp to judge boars for the first time in my life.

That was a three-day stay and we were to spend the first night with all the first people we met.

Thus, in the bedroom, which I was honored with, I felt somewhat sleepless, exhaled white breath, and saw the winter starry sky through the window, and I was caught in this sensation.

It was like being alone in a strange exotic country - and then also enclosing a strange sense of subterfuge, it was a feeling that the sense of homelessness and emancipation was intricate.

(... how does my father and Lina feel every day so far)

I suddenly felt my feet twisted.

At that moment, "Hey," he smacked me in the shoulder.

"What are you losing yourself at work? Are you the one who always told me not to spin the pan?

Ai-fa's blue eyes were staring at me.

I rush to get the ladle back together and stir the pan.

Sim's customers stood at the moment, but since the wood plates had run out again, it was difficult to serve the dishes.

"Sorry, I'm gonna go over to the dining room again. Say hello to the pot stirring."

"Wait," Ai-Fa grabbed my arm.

As long as I poke, it's still unusual for Ai-Fa to touch me so firmly these days.

Ai-Fa has drawn my body and peered into my eyes from close range.

"Asta, are you okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"... are you sure you're okay?

"Yeah, I'm really fine"

"... well," Ai-Fa said, letting go of my arm.

"Then fine. Do your job."

"Copy that. Then say hello to the pot stirring."

I'm really okay. As long as Ai-Fa stays by my side.

With that in mind, I stepped out.

It was dark at my feet, but there was no holes or anything empty there, and only the feel of solid dirt ground came through.

(It's common for people to feel sentimental about pleasant festivals)

I felt like I still had that temperature left in my left arm grabbed by I-Fa.

The warmth seemed to give me more power than anything.

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And so it came to six moments, and when the Sun God concealed his appearance, the streets were to be filled with such vigour.

I guess some of them make noise all night. Yumi and others were about to finally start trading stalls after the sun went down.

"In the south, the Great Tree Pavilion in the south was finally out of the street. There are no other Giva stalls over there, so it seems like it's very busy."

"Oh well. Wouldn't Yumi have done better to open the store that way?

"'Cause the further south you go, the extra you get to pay for the place, right? Even here will make enough money, so it would be more helpful if Asta and the others were too popular."

The "Westwind Pavilion" okonomiyaki was also selling well.

They've been preparing 100 servings for a grand day. It doesn't burn or not, and he's screaming delightfully along with his friend Luia.

After all, Mim appeared with Michelle as a customer.

Moreover, Barsha was hired as an escort, regardless of whether he was a passenger, and was picked up and dropped off in a luggage car.

The lodging town at night is only dangerous. Even with an escort, he came to the store with his father to identify if he should dare to do business.

"Right? This is how the Astas will be around, so you don't have to worry about anything. Barsha will accompany you on your way home."

Mim looked at Michelle with a grueling eye.

Having come to the store with a bit of crackling, Michelle looks more difficult than ever while standing and eating "Stewed Tarapa".

"But at night, there will be bandits. Accommodation Not so long as you're not attacked on the road from town to Turan."

"So you're the escort for that!?

"So what about after that escort pulls up? If they tail their way home and step inside the house, even their lives will be in danger instead of copper coins"

Mim lowered her brow butt, making her look like a constipated puppy.

Beat that offered brown head with a pound as Barsha laughed.

"Then you don't have to worry about being tailed, do you? I'm still a Masala hunter. If there's someone chasing you in a tototoss or a luggage truck, you're never gonna miss it, are you?

"But..."

"Michelle, you were born in Castle Town. I know that's why you get worried, but even in a rough lodging town, if you stand around well, there's no danger whatsoever. You know, your daughter does business with only women, don't you? You're not gonna tell me I'm not more reliable than that girl, are you?

Barsha smiled brightly and powerfully on that side, more ambitious than a lousy man.

"By and large, I was very careful to do my job so that even during the day I wouldn't be tailed by a burglar. You're making all that copper money anyway, so it's natural to pay that much attention, right? I swear to God, I'm not gonna invite these freaks to Turan, so you're gonna have to trust my arm."

So Michelle finally broke, and from the next holiday it was decided to join Mim's stall as well.

Today was a one-off contract, so after eating the food, I'm going back to Turan on my way home.

What came after that was a member of One of the Gamleys.

This is the same outfit that we prepare our own vessels and bring back to the tent, just as during the day. but only the light trader Pinot and the beast shantu, plus the bard Niya, showed up.

"The spectacle of the night has begun. I'm only about free of my hands. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'll let you come and go."

As the saying goes, the three of them were to travel back and forth from the stall to the tent again and again.

So, whenever she arrived at the stall, Niya was throwing a floating word to Ai-Fa, but of course, our parents, with their steel spiritual powers, were determined to be thorough and faceless silent without showing a rough attitude to their valued guests, rather than sprinkling with superficial affection.

"A Seat of Gamrays", which began operating at the same time as sunset, seems to be quite thriving. Both at the entrance to the tent and at the divination hut built beside it, it was always possible to ascertain how the shadows were sucked in.

"Do you think you can come and see my brother Sun?

"Yes, besides my thoughts, I think I'm going to clear up my job quickly, so I'm going out with no problems"

After sunset, the sun clock would also be useless, but at that point it would not have reached even half of the six moments yet. That being so, the iron pan in front of me was about to empty early, and the other stalls seemed to have the goal in sight, whatever the difference between large and small.

Though the guests' feet have calmed down a lot, the wood dishes are still in short supply, and the dining room is full to the point of temporary expansion.

We were buying extra dishes for this night. In total, 252 sets of dishes were prepared so that all 84 passengers could handle three sets of dishes at a time.

but at its peak, all its dishes were to be paid for, and the guest seats were over-capable. No, I had a capacity overrun, so I ran out of dishes, should I say?

On average, as many as 130 guests have resided in their seats, so naturally so too. The minutes of "Myrmu Grill" and "Poitan Roll" do not require wood dishes, so although all 130 people were never required to have three sets of dishes at a time, they were still unable to cope with it as it stands. Sensibly, if I had about three or forty more sets to prepare, it seemed like I wouldn't have to wait for the customer for the convenience of the dishes.

(That's a hell of a number of visitors. Next time, try your best to add more curry and pasta)

In preparation for this day, the juice had increased by fifty meals and three points, excluding pasta, by twenty meals at a time, but the momentum is still likely to sell out in less than two hours.

"Giva's Moto Pot" has 350 meals, "Stewed Tarapa" has 120, "Grilled Meermoo" and "Poitan Rolls" have 160, "Carbonara with Giva and Nanar" has 200, and at times 990.

If you think of it as three plates per person, the number of visitors is 330, and the number is less calculated than during the day, but that's because the food runs out early. It was just unexpected that even though we had planned to open 140 minutes in the shortest and 210 minutes in the longest, we would be selling out in less than two hours, etc.

(I didn't expect customers to push in more than daylight because the main part of the night is at the inn. Tomorrow we'll have another op meeting with everyone in the Lou family)

While I was thinking about that, 'Braised Tarapa' sold out.

For the hassle of cooking, there are still customers lined up in the pasta stalls of Tour-Din. but you seem to have about 20 meals left.

So next, "Giva's Moto Pot" sold out, "Poitan Roll" and "Myrmu Grill" sold out at the same time a little late, and finally, the pasta sold out, and it was carried out safely.

As a feeling, I don't think it's been an hour since sunset. So after all, it's less than two hours.

We were supposed to look each other in the face while we were just a little bit stunned.

"... we also have to talk to Raina-Lou about how much more food we can cook on the next holiday?

As she washed the dirty wood dishes, Sheila-Lou said so with a proud smile.