Isekai Ryouridou

Two days after "Jomtien's Day," the 28th of the Purple Moon.

That day, we went to Castle Town as requested by Marquis Marquis Marstein of Genos.

On the seventh day of Easter, which lasts ten days, this major event is finally about to end. It was quite a burden to fulfill even such a task in such a way, but there is a people by the forest who are bent on it. Neither Kamadoku nor his escort had any voice in dissatisfaction with this service itself.

Business is going too well. All the dishes I prepared yesterday and today could be sold out, and since the first night when the bandits attacked me in the tent of One of the Gamleys, there has been no noticeable noise. The people of the town enjoy the festival wholeheartedly, and the pleasure seems to be well propagated to the people by the woods as well. In the meantime, Grandma Ziva was also to visit the Inn Town and Dalaim, and this would have been a time of great significance in the sense of exchanges between Moribe and Genos.

So it is my belief that this expedition to Castle Town will also help to improve the relationship between Moribe and Genos.

I wonder if you and I are getting the same thoughts, the members who accompany us on that day were just a short while ago and two were added.

Namely, Sufila-Zaza and Dari-Sauti.

These two names, each belonging to the chieftaincy muscle, were to be accompanied as separate auditors from Kamadhu and the escort.

"At last, the settlement of Sauti was able to regain its calm. As we delay, let us see what Fa and Luu do"

That's what Dari-Sauti said when he reunited with crackling.

He is a painful figure still hanging from his broken left arm, but his injuries are otherwise in a way that heals, and his expression is reviving his former strength and bulk.

"It will also be necessary to know exactly how you are spinning your fringe with the nobles in the castle town, the house of Zaza. I will be the eye of the Chieftain Graph, and I will see it through."

Sufila-Zaza was a tough face as always, but I guess that's also due to his strong sense of purpose.

Whatever it is, as far as we are concerned, we are in a mood to raise our hands and welcome them, and we were able to get recognition from Castel Genos with pleasure. Dari-Sautti and others were also asked to take their seats as chiefs of the forest.

Participants on the noble side, incidentally, had a face like the addition of tea party members to key members of previous welcoming parties, bringing the total to fifteen. The phrase "it is a very inner meeting" was given in advance, but well, even this number of people in Castle Town would mean that it would be small.

The Moribe people facing it comprised six Kamado numbers, two auditors and eight escorts, for a total of sixteen.

Kamado number is me, Raina-Lu, Sheila-Lu, Lara-Luu, Tour-Din, Yun-Sudra.

The auditors are Dari-Sauti, Sphilla-Zaza.

The escorts are the men of Ai-Fa, Giza-Lou, Darum-Lou, Rudd-Lou, Gazran-Loutim, Dan-Loutim, Gillan-Lillin and Sauti.

Further apart from that, Sin-Lu is also accompanied.

It is to fulfill the trials of swordsmanship, at the suggestion of Leeheim.

Sin-Lu, driven out by such a pastime, was still a tattered hesitation, as usual. Lara-Luu hasn't said anything to the face, either, and even if he asks if it's a nomination from the noble princess, he doesn't seem to care at all. Even when I snuck up on my mood, I just said quietly, "It's only to show shameless power as a hunter by the woods".

At this tasting, three cooks from Castle Town will also attend: Varcus, Timaro and Yang.

Every one of you devises and reveals effective ways to use the black fuwano powder, white mammalian vinegar, and white mammalian liquor brought from the banner.

The majority of Kamadoku numbers at Moribe were set to swell their hearts in anticipation, especially as to what dishes Varcus had devised.

"My breasts are full just because I'm heading out to Castle Town."

Yun-Sudra, who was peering through the windows of a box-shaped Totoss car switched at the castle gate into the town of that castle, said so in a hot voice.

"Really, not just the road, but even the building is stone built. It's kind of hard to believe."

"I guess so. I don't think it's easy to get used to, no matter what."

At the end of the descent for tomorrow, at the fourth moment of the descent, he left the settlement by the woods. Although it is still early to call it dusk, a truly halfway point, it was still how the people of Castle Town enjoyed Easter a great deal too.

There are even more people in the stone streets that were originally crowded. Those who sing and dance, those who bring up whistles and drums, and those who put up fruit liquor from day to day - at least it doesn't seem to differ from the boarding town in that kind of buzz.

"Still, you don't seem to see anyone called an outlaw."

Ziza-Lou, whose similarly this will be the first castle town, said so.

It would be logical not to see the likes of the unreliable and the outlaws, as you would need a passport to step into the castle town. Even Dabbag, not covered by walls, seemed exceptionally insecure compared to the Inn Town of Genos, even more so if it were a castle town.

But it's also not that far from the Inn Town in any other part. Just so I know, Kamua-Josh and Zashma of The Guardian, Schmiral and Dial of the merchants, and Niya of the bard are allowed to travel to and from the castle. Especially on the journey from the castle gate to the first square, many of those travelling clothes people and the figure of Totos pulling the luggage were seen.

That's how tototos cars rock, dozens of minutes.

What we were led to was the former Count Turan residence, which we were familiar with every time - but which was now to be used as a VIP hotel.

"I've been waiting for you, everyone by the woods. This way please."

The yellow dressed lowlifes greeted us as we walked through the doors of the building guarded by the guards.

Since this is no longer Count Turan's residence, Chiffon-Cher is no longer a guide. Together with her husband Refraia and Tolsto, she should have moved to the official residence near Castel Genos.

As for her brother Taru Eleo-Cher, Jan asked for a message through Polearth, but I don't even know if it conveyed exactly right now.

"I'll show you to the bathroom first"

At the head of the small surnames, continue along the carpeted corridor.

Young but well-trained lowlifes who do not reveal their agitation on the table even in front of large numbers of hunters. The luggage I brought was entrusted to a downstairs attendant, and we were invited to the brick bathroom for the first time in about fifty days.

"Clean yourself up here if you are a cook and Sin-Lew, and if you step into the kitchen and VIP seats."

It was Ziza-Lou who raised his voice "Hmm" to the explanation of his lowest surname.

"Not only for how long, but also for those who go out to the dining room to clean themselves up?

"Yes, the Marquis has offered to do so"

"Hmm. They didn't say that before. I wonder if some nobleman complained about it."

To Rudd-Lou's twinkle, the last name drapes his head deep.

"This one was to be treated as a VIP hall from the other day, so the lesson has been revamped for some time. Please understand everything."

"I'm not going to disobey your lesson. But I haven't been asked how many escorts will be allowed to accompany me to the dining room yet. Should we all keep ourselves clean so we don't get into trouble later?"

So the men were also supposed to cleanse themselves.

Naturally, all eight except me are hunters. This has been a tremendous diagram since I came across Giza-Lou and Dalm-Lou in the water field in the past.

"Oh, this is a face demon! You're as comfortable as giva meat broiled in fire!

Naked Dan-Rutim is laughing in the bathroom with only steam. Either way, it was the brown muscles that looked around, and as far as I was concerned, I wasn't sure what feeling I should have.

Incidentally, this will be the first castle town only for two people: Giza-Lou and Gillan-Lillin. Of course neither is the type to reveal anxiety or upset about this, and Gillan-Lillin and others have always seemed to have a pleasant face from the beginning.

After that, the women also cleansed themselves, and some of them here were to act differently.

Sin-Lu, who is invited to the match in front of you, and Dari-Sauti, who is invited to the VIP table, and the men who will escort him.

Lara-Luu, who had always even been emotional, raised his voice there for the first time.

"Sin-Lu! Um... good luck with that, huh?

"Oh," he nodded, staring back at Lara-Luu's face still with that slice-off eye, before Sin-Luu walked away with his guide's lowest name.

I don't care because Sin-Luu has decided to win, such as a comparison of power with the nobility, and I guess Lara-Luu, who was out of line, will also be freaked out by anxiety when that carving comes to a close. Those eyes, watching Sin-Lu's supple hindsight, had sometime floated a subtle light.

That's how I bid farewell to Dari-Sauti and the others, leaving fourteen members. This one solemnly aims to cook.

Guided was the larger chef adjacent to the huge pantry.

When I open the door, I get a lot of different aromas. The Castle Town cooks all seemed to have already begun their downstairs preparations.

The first three visitors to the occasion, Lara-Luu, Yun-Sudra and Sphilla-Zaza, look away in awe and admiration. It's a reasonably natural reaction because it's a site area that seems to be 15 meters square, maybe two classrooms at school, or about half the gym.

The number of workbenches lined up varies to two and three groups are currently working on cooking there. The ceiling was high and windows were empty for brightness and ventilation everywhere, but still quite hot.

"Hmm, that's a lot wider. Then let's leave the guard outside the door to Darm and Gillan-Lillin"

Those two remain outside at the behest of Giza-Lou, and the other members step in with each other.

Then Jan, who was encouraging me to work on the workbench in front of him, greeted me first.

"Lord Asta, you guys by the woods, that's a hiccup.... Oh, and Lord Tour-Din."

"Oh, uh, yes"

Suddenly made a nominee, Tour-Din bows his head in retrospect.

She was to be credited with making the best confectionery at the last tea party. In Jan, I guess the name was to be engraved deeply.

"Thank you for your time today. We look forward to your tasting time. … have you already heard about the tasting steps?

"Yes, I hear we can have a tasting today on the same spot as all our guests."

"Yes, so the cooks exchanged opinions and wanted us to explore better uses for the ingredients that came from the banners."

Saying so, Jan turns again to Tour-Din.

"Nevertheless, I could only prepare sweet confectionery. Will Lord Tour-Din make confectionery today?

"Yes, no, I just help Asta... well, I didn't even have time to deal with that, the black fuwano thing..."

"That's a shame. I've been thinking about what kind of confectionery I could make in Black Fuwano if I were Lord Tour-Din, and I've been working on that all along."

"Wow, I was so excited to be eating your sweets today, too"

Thur-din responds that way while dyeing your face bright red.

Jan smiled on the thin side of the meat.

"It's an honor. At the tasting venue, please give us your feedback without any objections."

"Yes!

There comes a new shadow.

Forty years later, with a nice, clingy, bloody face, a white-coated cook who is skinny but whose stomach is only pungent - it's actually the first time he's been reunited in four months, Timaro from Selva's Spear Pavilion.

"This is too shabby, Lord Asta. You look well and above all."

"Oh, Timaro, I'm really hitting on you. How were you there, too?

"Yeah, sure," Timaro grins softly.

On the surface, he is a gentleman of moderation. The last time I saw it, it was something Malstein had done to me and was shaking me to humiliation, but no such shadow remained anywhere.

"I hope you're gentle today.... and that's a lot of people."

"Yes, because there are so many products. I'd like to hurry up and start cooking."

"Hmm? By the way, how many dishes do you plan to serve?

"Huh? Well... let's divide it into six different kinds"

"Six types! That's a lot of money!

With his hands wide open, Timaro makes a surprise pose.

Sure, it may be a lot of pieces, but the main one is only my prepared "Tsukuba" and the Lew family's prepared "Stewed White Mammalian Liquor with Giva Meat". And then there are six, including it, because I'm going to prepare a salad and everything else to reveal mayonnaise and dressings made with white mammalian vinegar.

"I'm surprised that even I was able to prepare only three dishes."

"Yeah, but the important thing is not the quantity, but the quality of the food."

"Yes, you are. … we talked about how only one dish is prepared, such as Lord Varcus, who is known in Genos as one of the best cooks."

Saying so, Timaro turns his gaze backwards, a lot more sticky.

Behind the room, four cooks, wearing a perfectly white mask from their heads, seemed very busy standing. It will be Varcus and his three disciples.

"... Lord Asta said he kept the cook the same day as Lord Varcus."

"Oh, yes. It's a welcome dinner party for Banaam's mission."

"Nearly half the people who were in the row that day, they put stars on Lord Asta's dishes. … No, when I heard it, I also bite a lot of remorse."

"No, that wasn't a taste comparison match..."

"Lord Varcus is certainly one of the finest cooks in this Genos. There will be no one more reminded of that fact than I am."

He whispered my words, and Timaro said so.

"Even today, perhaps, Lord Varcus should be preparing dishes that are not ashamed of their fame. No, this one sounds like an arm too."

In the former Count Turan family, Varcus served as the head chef and Timaro as the deputy chef. Timaro was also a little worried that he might have bad feelings for me and the people by the woods, but more than that, he seemed to be aware of the existence of Varcus.

"Me and I are keeping the cook of Selva's Spear Pavilion. Lord Varcus' open Silver Star Hall also has such a reputation, he said, but we can't take lag here. … Now if you'll excuse me because I have work to do"

"Oh, yes."

When I said all I wanted to say, Timaro went back to the workplace.

It was Raina-Lou who had called me "Asta" looking behind it.

"He seems to have the same temper, but you didn't hide your mouth with a white cloth."

"White cloth?

I thought about it a little bit and remembered. When he first met Timaro, he was taught by Roy that he was covering his nose and mouth with a white cloth, and that was a sign of will that he didn't want to breathe the same air as a lower bitch.

It was not a bad change for us, either way, whether our view of the people by the woods had changed or whether Varcus distracted us and not.

"... Speaking of which, it looks like Roy wasn't called to help Timaro today either"

When I say it, Rayna-Lew has responded with a strange face, "Right."

From that look on, maybe she remembered her concern that she would run into Roy, too. It's a shame Roy isn't here, he's relieved, he's in a complicated mood for me.

"Shall we start getting ready, then? Jan, just once again."

"Yes, excuse me"

Jan, who plans to make only sweet confectionery, had Nicolas and another cooking assistant. Timaro, who apparently prepares three dishes, has three assistants. In contrast, there are six Kamadoku numbers by the forest. "Stewed White Mammalian Liquor of Giva Meat" is just to be rewarmed, so all we have to do is make about five dishes by all means.

Cooking time is about an hour and a half. I've been prepping you as far down as I can, but time is running out. The baggage we left at the entrance was packed in a corner workbench, so we turned to the pantry to secure the rest of the necessary ingredients.

As we proceeded to walk in that way, one of the white masks standing on the workbench behind us looked back at this one like a machine doll.

Blinking beyond the rounded holes are green eyes. Slim and tall, but not as big as a bozzle. This will surely be Varcus.

"Oh, Lord Asta, it's my pleasure."

"It's a hiccup, Varcus. Best regards,"

"Yes, thank you. … please wait a moment"

After saying so, Vulcus began to clean his hands with water from the water bottle.

That's how he stubbornly plucks his hands with a white cloth, then stands in front of me once more and grabs the tip of his hands all the time.

"Lord Asta, I was impressed with your dishes the other day."

"Oh, you mean" Giva Curry "? Yes, it's an honor to have Varcus eat."

Varcus glances at the glowing green eyes as he grabs my hand so hard.

"I may still have misjudged your power. I didn't know you were still young like this with all that brilliant use of vanilla... can you still make that great dish today?

"Oh, no, I don't even use banaam ingredients for that one either -"

"That's a shame....... I'm so sorry. I've always wanted to taste that dish with the best ingredients available in this pantry."

It is always an emotionless and irresistible Varcus, but sometimes it reveals enthusiasm to the point of being unusual in this way. but wearing a white mask from the head, the difference is also doubled. While I sincerely appreciate the enthusiasm and words, I decided to pull myself back "haha".

So, just like every other time, I = fa advances in and out with "Hey."

"As I've said before, it's not a very admirable act to unnecessarily touch each other, even men. If you're ready, it's time for you to get away from my family."

"... excuse me for this"

At the end of the day, with regrettable force, Vulcus releases my fingertips.

And those eyes have looked around at everyone on the spot.

"By the way, according to Bozzle's story, Lord Michelle's son is once again equipped with cooking arms that don't suit his youth. Aren't you accompanied today?

"Yes, this is a job that the people of the woods took, so I was wondering if there was any reason to accompany her. … If this was a Giva dish unveiling, I would have liked to speak up too."

"Really? That's a shame. Lord Michelle was such a wonderful cook that I am also very interested in his daughter."

Saying so, Vulcus comes stuck again.

"But I also have a hard time going outside the castle town. So let me suggest - could you please allow me to invite that son, along with Lord Asta, to the fold at the end of this Easter?

"Huh? When it comes to inviting..."

"On the occasion of this Easter, a large number of pedestrians visited this Genos again. So, a lot of the ingredients that have been missing in the pantry for some time now have arrived. I'm sure Lord Asta will give you another taste of it. Can't you hope to accompany your son, too, in keeping with that day?

That was a hell of an offer.

I thought it was time for me to face Varcus and taste the ingredients from Castle Town.

"Yeah, personally, it's a very grateful offer. If her father, Michelle, and everyone at Castle Genos would forgive me, I'd love to make it happen."

"There will be no complaints about the nobles. I only want to touch a cook with a solid arm when it comes to ingredients that can be delivered here."

After all, Vulkas remained Vulkas even when he met Hisakashi.

That makes me feel kind of happy.

"Then I'll let him and Michelle talk through it from me. Are you sure you want to leave it to Varcus about Polearths and the Marquis of Genos?

"Of course it is. Tell them by the end of the day"

As he nodded, Varcus flinched.

So, I clean my hands with water from the water bottle again, facing the workbench.

"Okay, so I have work to do. We look forward to the tasting place."

And so on, those eyes have already turned to the ingredients.

I knew it would be Varcus, and I nodded, "Yes."

"Oh, I'll say hello to Bozzle, too, if you like. I'd also like to say thank you for delivering the dishes to the Vulcas."

"The bozzle is a smoking chamber."

To the words of Vulcus, who quickly discards, this time he says, "Huh?" and lean his neck.

Looking around, I certainly didn't see any Bozzle giants there. Everyone has hidden their faces in a white mask, but you can't go wrong with that giant.

But there were four white masks, including Varcus.

Taller and slightly thinner than Vulcus would be Tartumai, the old man who hits Sim's blood.

So, as small as Raina-Lou, it must be Siri-Lou. Neither one of them has eyes on us, chopping vegetables or simmering pots.

So, the fourth person seemed to be a man - so uncharacteristic, middle meat middle-bodied. He stands in the place of Siri-Low and gazes at the contents of an iron pot that simmers with a very serious eye.

(Hmm. Were there any other disciples yet)

Then let me put my greetings to Bozzle behind me.

With that in mind, as I tried to step out, I slipped through its flank and Rayna-Lew walked over to the person.

"... why are you helping Varcus with his work in such a setting?

Rayna-Lew says it in a cold voice, and I'm greatly surprised.

The white mask on the middle back of the middle meat seemed to only slightly turn back on Raina-Lou.

"Let it go. Don't talk to me in the middle of your job."

That voice will surprise me again.

Whoever it was, it was Roy's voice.

"You must have been impressed with Michelle's cooking, right? And yet, why are you begging to teach Varcus, not Michelle?

"Ugh, you're telling me. That's none of your business."

Raina-Lou tried to say something more.

but the noiseless and sneaky Giza-Lou grabs that sneaky shoulder from behind.

"Rayna, I don't know what you're talking about, but it seems like you're the one who's being rude. You do your job."

Rayna-Lew bit her lips and stirred Roy's white mask before finally returning the spook.

After we reunited the different cooks, we finally got to work that night.