Isekai Ryouridou

The 23rd of the Purple Moon.

The day before yesterday, when we were struck by an unexpected disaster in the tent of "A Seat of Gamleys," we were still engaged in business that day.

Finally, the Easter of the Sun God began in earnest.

It was also a business day during the day, the first day since Easter began.

The streets are full of people.

After all, from yesterday to today, it is an extraordinary increase in the number of people.

The more the festival, the more relaxed the guests' feet, was heard many times, but it was certainly the impression that the noisy lodging town had become the more noisy from time to time.

The red flag of the Sun God is adorned all over the town.

They arrived today. Totos and cars are hitting the streets.

East travellers who hid their faces softly in the hood of their capes. Southern travellers in flat hats, weaving short capes of length. And the Genos-born western travellers, with black hair and brown hair close to black with ivory skin. While enjoying the festival, a large crowd gathered in Genos to earn one of their own is walking down the stone streets.

By opening the Blue Sky Dining Room, our stall, which had already slammed up nearly double its sales, was set to show such a bustle.

"Good morning. You're an amazing crowd today!

"Hey, Mim, good job"

Also appearing four or fifty minutes later than us today, Mim peered into my hand as she sparkled her eyes in anticipation.

"That's a nice scent. What dishes are you selling today?

"Today, it's a dish made with kimmus eggs. If you want to name it," Giva Meat with Eggs. "

In a large pot, sweet spicy broth based on tau oil, sugar and fruit liquor, simmered with rose meat, aria and eneon, plus pepe leaves and bunasi medimodoki. Cover the surface with molten eggs and transfer them from a semi-ripened portion to a dish of ingredients to serve to the customer.

One egg per serving is approximate, and only seven can be finished at the top. A little queue has formed in front of the stall, but this was a dedication based on last night's reflection that too fast a rotation of the passengers could result in overcapacity of the passengers and a lack of utensils.

Compared to yesterday's day, the customer's legs are still more than there. The passenger seat rented up as much as eight new stalls last night, so although there is still room for loose ends, the dishes are likely to run out as soon as you get off guard.

(I'll just have to order dishes and a new roof today)

If you just bought a new chair and even a table, you'd have trouble putting it away after Easter. So I had decided not to install a seat in the newly rented space, just to prepare the roof for the sudden rain.

I mean, for today, it's just an empty lot with no roof or seats, but the customers are eating on the rug they bring, not the wind that cares about anything. If it rains, you can also escape into the jungle behind you, I guess you feel about it.

By the way, I was supposed to do some moving work in a whisper this morning.

There were more new stalls in the south area, so maybe our stalls were set to drift north.

The area on the south side, close to the inn and full of people, also increases the cost of the place. We pay only the minimum price for a place, and the more stalls we have on the south side, the more and more we are driven to the north.

And yet there are finally three more stalls on our right hand side like that, that is, in the previously deserted space on the north side, starting today.

Just like us, it's a stall of people who only paid for a minimal place. The industry was Jagal's iron hardware store and Selva's fabric store, plus Sim's grocery store.

"Even at this northern end, it's a lot busier because of you. Then you wouldn't even have to bother paying for a place of high prices."

My father at the iron furniture store said that with a loving laugh. This person has apparently been visiting Genos for a little while, having settled in "The Great Tree Pavilion of the South".

So the tent of "A Seat of Gamleys", which was built directly in front of me, was also now somewhat dressed as a peek on the left hand side. It's one struggle to move the tent over there, even more so when there are more stalls on the south side, our side will have to deviate.

At the same time as welcoming Jomtien into business, the tent of its "A Seat of Gamleys" still seemed to attract more than one customer yesterday.

I'm sorry if the customer's legs fell out last night because of the noise, but apparently it was worrying. Is the bad reputation of being raided by a burglar something that can also be a propaganda effect for a spectacle hut that sells a kind of flamboyant atmosphere?

All in all, business went well.

The number of people who are served fruit liquor from day to day has increased, but so far security has been maintained in the dining room and in the street. The patrol guards were strengthening their personnel more and more across the street, and today as many as twelve hunters were keeping a good eye on us.

Yesterday's commotion led me to the conclusion that we should still be more careful than usual during this period. From now on, it was stipulated that every day, the current Totos and all the escorts he could carry in his luggage would accompany him. Kamado and his escort, plus auditor Sufila-Zaza, make up a total of 28 men.

In the meantime, there has also been an increase of one Hakamadu number since today.

It's the Baym women, who will be in charge of the daily menu with me.

His name is Fay-Baim. They say she's the eldest sister of Baim's parents.

Slightly lower in height, but in a sluggish, father-like shape, he always looks grumpy with small eyes, and a letter to the big mouth defaults. She was 19 years old and older than me, but she is an unmarried woman.

This Fay-Baim was set to cause a slight commotion on his first day at work.

The drunk West customer stuck me out of love and told me that you had no love for her.

We managed to close the scene, but this was an unforeseeable event.

The woodland ladies were originally often teased by unreliable people, so many of them were good at their customers. In addition, in the past few months, discrimination against the people of the woods has become a lot faint, so none of them have developed into strange noises. It happened in there, it was this mess.

"Fay-Baim, can you please be careful not to rude your customers, although you don't need to pluck in your affection?

While I dropped the new egg in the pan and waited for it to boil, I decided to sneak up on it.

Fay-Baim looks back at me in a loud way.

"It was over there that I lost my thanks first. Why should I be blamed?

"I'm not blaming you. But to do business, you need to keep your feelings down."

"Do you mean to beat off pride and flatter for copper coins"

"No, that's not what I'm talking about -"

It wasn't much of an example to deal with this type, so I kind of shut up, too.

Then Yamil-Ray threw his voice from the next stall.

"Fay-Baim, you've gone all the way out to places like this to see what Fa and Luu do in the boarding town and what they're trying to bring to the woods side, right? If you were in the way of business like that, you wouldn't even be able to get the right results, would you?

Fay-Baim looked back at you with such a harsh eye.

"To put it further, if you imitate such a thing in Baym's house, which is opposed to the business of accomodation towns, you might think it is deliberately interfering with Fa's house work. If you don't want to be suspicious, you need to wear a little more."

"… there is no connection between you and others"

"That's not true. This is a big job in shaping the end of the woodland, so anyone should be qualified to express their opinions."

…………

"It's one fine opinion that you can't admit what Fa's house did. But until the next Conference of Parents, we're supposed to see how it goes and determine whether it's right or not, so getting in the way of it would be tantamount to breaking the code. So you're saying you should wear it, too."

…………

"If you don't care so much about this job, you don't have to take it. Why don't you take turns with the other women in Baym?

It is a tongue with no mercy or grudge.

He is a resolute and mindless Yamil-Ray who has not taken a step back from dealing with the nobility of Castle Town. In a concurrent human being, I don't even think it's an argument.

As a result, Fay-Baim was to remain silent.

And when I realized it, from those little eyes, there had finally been a spill of transparency.

"Oh, you know, Fay-Beim was so strongly motivated by something called a delicious meal passed down from Fa's house that he wished for this role all the time."

and the D'Agora women, who had kept the 'Giba-Man' stall with Yamil-Ray, interrupt in a hurry. Dagola is a member of Baim's family.

"It's just that Fay-Beim doesn't like people in town, so I guess it's a little disturbing when you say oh. I never feel like I'm in the way of Fa or Luu, so can you manage to keep an eye on me in the long run......?

"It's okay. I will not do all of this."

Without even trying to soak up the spilling tears, Fay-Baim has bowed his head deeply.

"I'm sorry. If you'll excuse me for a moment, I'd like to calm my mind."

"Oh, oh, yes..."

Fay-Baim ran over to the back luggage truck and Yamil-Ray sighed heavily.

"... nothing to cry about."

"Excuse me, I had to coach well, but I misjudged Fay-Baim's temper"

"No, I do the same thing. You don't have to imitate it."

By the time the new "Giva Meat Eggs" were thus completed, Fay-Baim had returned with a firm foothold.

He lowers his head to me again as he blushes his eyes with a muffled face.

"I'm so sorry. Please keep up the good work as I squeeze my strength to get my job straight."

"Yes, it's nice to meet you"

In that way, the whispering noise was to converge safely.

To my mind, I must have gotten too used to the reliability of the Lew family and their families. The people of the Lew family, who have long been rich in raw life and have polished their minds and minds to defeat the Sung family, are remarkably proud and powerful among the woodlands. Even seemingly adult Sheila-Lou and the like, I'm sure they're tougher and firmer than the little clan ladies.

Not only Fay-Baim, but Gaz and the Ladz and Dagola ladies should be a little more attentive to such mental care, whether they are able to adapt to the work of the accomodation town or think it is a fun and rewarding job, like the people of the Lou family, I decided to reflect.

After that, he was even busy killing himself at work, and after Jomtien, Yumi also showed up.

I would have worked hard late yesterday, but I still look energetic today.

"I've been preparing 100 servings today! I'm gonna sell it all and make you say," Oh, my God. "

The mime has also been preparing dishes for eighty servings, and that seems to be the limit value for her. but the customer foot is about to beat our stall and is likely to be the first to close today.

By the street, the Pinots are starting the art of visiting again, making the people on the road celebrate. After Jomtien, there will be so many crowds, from here and there: "To the Sun God!" The voice echoed.

A new twist was raised there around the corner, which was bad for a moment down the road.

From the north, a box-shaped Totos car approached.

Both Totos and his luggage frequently go and go, but his body bears the crest of the Count's house, protected by the martial officers who pulled another Totos.

It was indeed the appearance of Polar Earth, the first of its kind.

"Hey, it's been a shame, Lord Asta. Looking good, above all."

When Polearths, rounded in shape by the time he appeared out of the car, such a twist spread to the streets.

I guess the people who recently visited Genos are the first to see the aristocracy coming to our shop. It was supposed to be roughly the first time in a month that I looked at Pol Earth, too.

"You look good there, too. Most importantly. I only saw you the other day when we opened this dining room."

"Oh, that should still have been the blue moon. This one was too busy to beat Lord Asta."

But his happy face still had a bright grin, and he looked very healthy physically and mentally.

"You took care of me at the tea party the other day. If Lord Eurifia decides to do this, it will be difficult for Lord Genos to take the reins as well. No, really, I appreciate you taking this impossible offer, me and Marquis Genos.

Saying, Polearth peeks into the iron pan.

Jagal's customers, who were waiting for the eggs to boil, pulled themselves aside on the face, but still stepped on the spot with the order to give way.

"Yeah, today's dishes are very appetizing, too. From what I hear, Lord Arishna is letting you bring the dishes home in your own dishes, isn't he? If I prepare the vessel the same way, will I be allowed to take it back with me in any dish?

"Yes, of course."

"Then I'll give you the messenger later! No, I'm looking forward to it!

Since then, Polearth has whispered with some strange face.

"By the way, Lord Asta, I need to talk to you about something a little confidential, but could you give me a moment?

"What, now? I can't leave the stall until the business is over..."

"I won't let you have that much time. Besides, I'd like to get recognition from the Lew family."

Is the fact that Polearths has been whimpering is a more intrusive story than the last tea party?

Still, I couldn't leave the stall, so I finished the dish I was currently making, threw a new egg in the pan, and then decided to talk behind the stall.

Polearth comes around this way with two martial arts officers, and I call Rudd-Lou, who was in formation over the dining room.

Giza-Lou and Dalm-Lou had to tell Donda-Lou about the murder last night, so he withheld his escort today.

"I'm sorry for such a busy Easter, but I'd like you to sift that arm again in Castle Town, Lord Asta."

"Ha..."

I knew it was something like that.

As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to concentrate on Easter, but what's wrong with this?

"But it shouldn't be like letting you take time so badly. Look, on an offer from Lord Wellhide, you would have asked me to come up with something called a delicious dish with banaam fuwano or mammalian vinegar, right? It's about time you revealed it."

"Oh...... sure. Well, it's been over a month since you asked me to. But how could you bother to do that during Easter?

"It's Easter, I don't know. We're running out of seeds to welcome the mission, so I need your help, Lord Asta."

The Marquis of Genos is a monarch for the people by the woods. So it's hard for this one to say no even if they give orders without a heads-up, but I guess it's the sincerity of the Marquis and Polearths who are offering that to me in such a grubby way.

Besides, maybe Eurifia used to call me to Castle Town, so even Marquis Genos wouldn't be able to say anything like this if there were no circumstances. When I look into it, is it a diagram that someone from the burdensome Banaam mission forced me to put in a request to the people by the woods?

Moreover, the same is true of the Banaam people, who attacked the mission ten years ago and cut off the deal, among other Sung family murderers.

I haunt my head with "hmm" while checking the simmering of eggs in the wooden slab.

"Well... if it weren't for the day before or on the day of the holidays, and yet evening to night... we might be able to manage this one without resting our business hands on the castle..."

"I'll leave the day to you. I would appreciate it if you could take that off, as this one also refrains from a grand feast on holidays"

"So, is it around the 28th or 29th of the purple moon?"

That's how I answered, but I'm sure the feeling of the patrol was on my face. Polearth is laughing as he lowers his brow butt.

"It's only been half a month since my tea party job, and I'm feeling really sad. But the other cooks with the same job are totally ready, so even if I were you, Asta, I'd like you to show your skill in the same place."

"Are you the other cook?... For once, does that include Vulcus?

"Yeah. Lord Varcus and Lord Timaro, plus three of them, including Jan."

It was indeed a blurred face.

Speaking of which, Bozzle hasn't shown up since, so I haven't even heard what Varcus thought of 'Giva Curry' yet.

I worry a lot, and then I say, "Okay."

"Every time, it's something I can't decide on my own, so I think I'll discuss it with my parents and my elders and consider it positively"

The head of the family, Ai-Fa, has, of course, refrained from replacing me from the start.

Rudd-Lou, hands behind his head, laughed swallowingly.

"When it comes to cooking and business, my dads aren't going to talk either. Still, Asta's in trouble.... So? Am I supposed to tell him that?

"No, the Lew family has another story to tell. As a matter of fact, you want to carry out the martial arts entertainment in keeping with the day."

"Martial arts? You want us to compare our powers?

"Yeah, that's just a power comparison. To be more precise, it's a swordsmanship test."

That's what Polearth said, with a much more serious face.

"Of course, I wouldn't have to worry about losing my life because I would use a knife for a match that dropped a blade and wrap up a leather armor. I'd like to invite a woodland hunter named Sin-Lu to participate in that trial."

"Sin-Lu? How could it be Sin-Lu?

"Was that person named Sin-Lu in the castle town at the tea party the other day? Just a request from the ladies who attended. Do you remember Princess Vesta of the Viscount Talfone and Princess Serange of the Viscount Mardel?

"Yeah, well, the other day."

I had lost sight of names and such, but with the exception of face-to-face and Eurifia's young daughter, there are only two ladies left. It would be daughters like those sisters who looked innocent.

"That Viscount Tarfawn house is the one that brings you to the Earl of Saturas. If Princess Vesta and the others wanted to invite a man named Sin-Lu back to Castle Town, Lord Leeheim, who heard about it, offered to call him for the sake of martial arts."

Leeheim is Jen, who initially had a strong interest in Gibba's cooking, but had some trouble with Raina-Lou and cured his attitude.

From before that, he also said that he had set up an arithmetic for buying up giva meat in the castle town, and as it stands, he may be the most important figure in the nobility.

"Somehow, it seems that Marquis Genos felt comfortable swallowing the offer when he saw that Lord Leeheim was going to say something troublesome again when he stuck with this offer. Lord Leeheim is the first son of the Earl of Saturas, so he can't do much for us or the people by the woods."

"Yes, I know that"

The House of the Earl of Saturas is the house that governs this lodging town. For those of us who value business in Inn Town, we should have been careful.

"Lord Leeheim's uncle is a famous swordsman in Genos. As far as I can remember, there is no other swordsman who defeated the man besides Lord Melfried. I want you to try swordsmanship with the person named Sin-Lu."

"Hmm? I don't care what. If Sin-Lu defeats that nobleman, isn't there more to the story?

"No, but it's a swordsman's trial, and there's nothing left to resent. Rather, I wonder if Marquis Genos hopes that the hunters by the woods will win.... I hear this with personal interest, but I guess it's unlikely that a hunter by the woods will defeat?

"I'll stop by to see what kind of arrangement it is. If that nobleman is as good as that nobleman named Melfried, it might not even be Sin-Lu."

Melfried seems to have the power of Giza-Loumi, Ai-Fa once said so. In fact, he is slashing Tae-Sung under one sword.

(But is Rudd-Lou's assessment that Sin-Lou might not be Melfried? Maybe that's all the hunter power in the Lew family has been bottomed up in this short period of time)

Jizza-Luu has also beaten Gazran-Rutim, who beat Sin-Luu in comparison to his earlier powers. If such Ziza-Lou and Melfried were still each other's strengths, there would be no better chance of winning than Sin-Lu. All the more so because Sin-Luu has never even beaten Rud-Luu in the first place.

But if Sin-Lu has gained close prowess to Melfried in this short period of time, then Rud-Lu and Jiza-Lu and Gazran-Rutim are even more on top of it.

Not that I have a grudge against Melfrid, but as a member of the people by the woods, it never seemed like a pleasure.

"Um, I don't know. Anyway, Lord Melfried is one of the swordsmen, so I might not even call Lord Leeheim's uncle the same."

"Hmm. Then Sin-Lu won't lose. Whatever troublesome arrangement you have, you won't be late for a sword fight."

"Right. That's comforting."

And, Polearth breaks his face.

"Neither is Lord Leeheim, he's not a spiteful person from the roots. And since I'm not that tough, I don't think I'll be able to wake up this kind of prank in the future if I think of the power of hunters by the woods. That's how Lord Leeheim was frightened, and Marquis Genos had no desire to be strong enough not to make a fool of the people of the woods."

"That's kind of tricky. If you're being challenged, I don't think my father would turn it down either."

"That would help. So can I tell you this as an official offer from Marquis Marquis Marstein to Lord Donda-Lou, the chief of the forest?

"I've agreed. Whatever. As much as I wanted to deal with that nobleman."

The crackling meeting with Polearth ended, along with Rudd-Lou's muffled smile.

Thus we were forced to sew between the "Day of Jomtien" and the "Day of Doom" and head out to the castle town of Genos.