Isekai Ryouridou

Then, roughly three hours later, our work was done.

In time, it is hardly different from 'Jomtien's Day'. Even though the number of dishes has increased by nearly 300 meals, this is the result. I guess that synergized with the increase in the number of customers themselves and the fact that this one is getting better.

Besides, on Jomtien Day, I was selling "Fried Giva". Switching that to 'Giva Curry' must have led to an increase in turnover.

Thanks to this, the seats were always full and passengers flooded the streets all the time, but the guards around did not have to reprimand them that much. It was up to you to sit in the streets, but you don't even touch the laws of Genos for standing and eating. Guests who couldn't wait for their seats to be vacant bought one dish at a time, stood up and ate it, and then bought the next dish.

The first to sell out was the lesser portions of "Giba-Man" and "Poitan Rolls," so I entrusted Yamil-Ray and the others with the sale of "Giba-Curry," and I switched to the laborious sale of "Carbonara". That's how we worked on it in the second half with four of the two stalls, so 'Carbonara' could sell out without so much delay to the other stalls.

Also, Maim, who sold out the food earlier than that, remains with Michelle, who visited as a customer. Tomorrow, Michelle is due to be closed for charcoal grill work, along with Dalaim.

While we waited for our work to be done, Mime and his escort, Barsha, went to the tent of "The Seat of the Gamleys" and enjoyed the Inn Town festival. Unlike Yumi, Mim and Michele will be spending holidays with their families exactly. Michelle was always on the top of the Buddha, but it was an exchange of father and daughter who seemed happy from anywhere.

Also, around two-thirds of the street food was sold out, and a separate squad was set to move at the Lew family.

To pick up the old ladies of Ziba in the settlement of Lou.

Four separate teams leave the streets with two luggage cars pulled by Gilru and Zidula and Totos of the Mim Char and Ray families. Its members consisted solely of the human beings in the main house: Giza-Lou, Dalm-Lou, Vina-Lou and Lara-Lou. Ziza-Lou and the others go straight to Grandma Ziva's escort.

That's why when we got back to Kimmus's Tail Pavilion after business, four different people were waiting for us there.

Four new members, who took over the transfer role from the Ziza-Loux after delivering Grandmothers Ziva and the others to Dalaim. Some of them looked like Zida to the crackle.

"Hey, it's crackling that Zida gets run out by an escort."

"... because Barsha is being driven out there, there will have to be"

At first, I didn't know what that meant, but it was also an exercise in keeping with the "old age should spend time with family" lesson, apparently. They are Zida, who are completely familiar with being part of the Lou family, but they are originally, not infrequently, the people of Selva.

"The Balshas are already on their way to Dalaim, did they make a mistake on the way?

"Oh. I was walking in the dark. You won't have to worry because on a day like this, all the bandits will forget their evil deeds and drink."

Members who cannot get in the van do not wait for the dining room guests to hitch, but are on foot to Dalaim. Furthermore, given that a dozen of the old ladies and gentlemen of Ziva are already in Dareim, a lot of them should have been counted back on foot tomorrow morning.

"Then I'll return the stall, so wait a minute"

I opened the doors of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion with Ai-Fa and Raina-Lou and others.

Here too, it is a battlefield for the duration of Easter. The dining room is packed with large numbers of guests and Terrier-Mass and other employees seem to be busy standing. The reception deck was deserted, so a peek into the cook behind it revealed Milan-Math sitting alone in a chair.

"Hi, good job, Milan-Math"

"Yeah, oh, you guys. That wasn't early today."

"Yes, I could still sell out the food safely. Milan-Math, too, is it a small pause?

"Oh, and all they have to do is tease the fruit liquor. I've run out of Gibba's meat."

It is only when people are having fun that there are people behind them who work so hard. And so on, I want to put myself up on the shelf and impress you. As much as that, Milan-Math was exhausted.

"Are you guys Dareim now? You're doing perfectly fine."

"Yeah, I would have invited the Milan-Maths too if I didn't have a job"

"Is there such a thing as a hippo on a holiday?... but when we get into the silver moon, will the Dareim people go to the woodland settlement again?

Milan-Math said blurring as he removed his hat and soaked up the sweat on his forehead.

"At that time, that's enough if you take the Terrier one again. Let me know as soon as you're ready."

"Roger that.... Um, Milan-Mus, thank you very much for your help this year"

When I try to keep my head down like that, Milan-Math frowns a lot.

"What the hell is going on here?

"In my hometown, at the end of the year, this is what I was saying to you. I don't think that's a lot of lessons in Genos."

"Oh, and he's always making a foolish scene and not about to say hello.... Well, thanks to you guys, it's been a hell of a year."

With that said, Milan-Math also comes bowing his head.

"Either that or we'll be the ones who took care of him. Well, thank you very much."

"This is me, I can't sleep with my legs turned to Milan-Math. Best regards next year"

That's how we brought the stall to the back of the inn and finally made our way to Dareim.

Five luggage cars, including the portion of sauty, plus personnel who can be transported with two tototosses, for a total of 34 people.

This alone is a large number, but there are four Morishabe people, including Barsha, who are ahead of the mimes, and there should be a further two ketas under Ms Ziva. If we add up to that, there will be fifty more people by the woods in Dareim.

Among them, there will be seven members of the smaller clan, two souti, two Zaza to plump his family Tour-din, and two in Barsha and Zida for the guests - the remaining nearly forty will be people who will be bordered by Luu.

Half of them were men as escorts, and the remaining members, headed by Ms Ziva, were women who wished to take part in the feast in Dalaim, as it was their turn to take part in the business of the Inn Town of Ten.

If such a crowd did not exist, one luggage car, such as Grandma Ziva's transfer, would have sufficed. but that kind of hopeful gave him a large number of names, so he had to add more men to accompany it, so he had to mobilize two luggage cars and two tototosses altogether.

(Nearly forty of Luu's hundred family members are going to Dalaim. really this guy is a huge story)

That's what I was thinking as I was rocked on Gill's carriage.

During the night's journey, it was arranged for Ai-Fa to hold the reins. I don't have the skills to run a luggage truck at full speed in this darkness, even if I install a pine light.

Instead of me, Tul-din and Yun-Sudra slept very well.

It's been a couple of hours since sunset, so it's usually just about bedtime. Even if it was around 9pm in the light of my hometown, it wouldn't make a difference that it was a late night for the forest folks, and that was the same for me, who had been living the same life for over seven months now.

But my head was covered, and most of the others looked energetic. The hunters and others in particular probably have a lot of energy and strength because they are out of giva hunting jobs. It's easy for them to spend the night without sleeping, if necessary, to think about the old Parents' Conference, which they were supposed to talk about all night.

Within a thought of that, the luggage car arrived in Dalaim.

The fields are sinking into darkness, but beyond them you can see the light of the burning fire. In every house, I suppose, the resurrection of the Sun God will be fulfilled through the night. Likewise, the fire burned brightly in front of the Dora family, and so many people could be heard making noise.

"Oh, you're finally here. We just arrived."

The big shadow that was forming in front of me cheerfully calls out. It is Barsha in hunter mode with leather breasts and hands on it. Around it were also the appearances of Mim and Michelle.

"Good job, Asta! Is Yumi still at work?

"Yeah, he said he'd rush as soon as he sold out the food."

Outdoors, nearly thirty people seemed cheerfully noisy, including the Mimes.

About half of them are unfamiliar faces. We talked about short-term people rolling out to the boarding town, so I guess it's relatives taking care of the field along with people living close to it. If you skip your gaze, you can also check the fire of the pine lights that are traveling all the way between the fields.

"The owners of the house and Ziba-Lou are all in the house."

With Barsha's words, we decided to say hello to Dora's father first.

Nevertheless, the house is also close to full capacity, so it knocks at the door with carefully selected members. Seventy percent of the noise in the house was by the woods.

"Hey Asta, good job! That was fast, wasn't it?

"Yeah, I managed to clean it up as planned"

Your family had your father and uncle, and then three women on their faces. I don't see your sons or Tara.

"Oh, the others are heading out to the warehouse. Dan-Rutim and the others said they wanted to see a pile of vegetables."

If you ask me, not many faces even the people by the woods could see. Grandma Ziva and Ziza-Lou, Dalm-Lou, and the rest are unnamed men and women.

Near Grandma Ziva, your father's uncle and mother were in formation.

Were you exchanging words again? Grandma Ziva is laughing with a squeaky face.

"Thank you Ziba-Lu for your tiredness, too. How about adding or subtracting your body?

"Oh, I'm so energetic... more than usual today, because I let you sleep plenty during the day..."

Grandma Ziva's way of talking is always a little hard because she's getting a lot less teeth. but even in this dim glow, my skin seemed glossy, and anyway, Grandma Ziva looked fun and happy.

So the door where we came in opens with a baton from the outside.

"Oh, you're back, it's Asta!... Ziba-Lu, that was a bit of a sight to behold! There's nothing dangerous about it, so check it out with those eyes!

It is Dan-Rutim that he was heading out to a warehouse of vegetables. Grandma Ziva nodded, "Well..." and looked at her great-grandchildren.

Ziza-Lou takes a small breath before rising and putting his hands up on the oldest's back and feet. Thus, for each rug of Gibba's fur that was hung on the chair, Grandma Gibba's small body was to be held by Gizza-Lew's successful arm.

"Then I guess I'll join you. If you like, Asta and the others can relax here."

"Oh, no, I'm ready to cook within the moment."

"Yeah? I'm just getting the job done, so why don't we take a little break?

"No, I don't even know where I get drowsy, so I'll clean it up within my health"

That's how your father and Giza-Lou went out of the house, and we decided to head to the cook.

There is only one item to be prepared today, Heavenly Heaven.

This evening on New Year's Eve, I couldn't thank you enough for your desire to deliver this dish.

"We all just ate in Castle Town three days ago and I'm sorry."

When I made him apologize that way, Raina-Lou, who was following me to help, smiled back at me saying no.

"Making the same dish in a short period of time is appreciated because it will be training. The food we serve in the street is enough to make us feel that we are doing better."

"Oh, if you make three kettles of numbers every day, then you'll get better at it, too."

Four of them even followed me to the cook: Sheila-Lou for Raina-Lou and Yun-Sudra for Tour-Din. They're all a handful of elites who helped with the same dishes in Castle Town.

Divide the sleeping dough into thinly sliced clerks and the tempura vegetable-cutting clerks, each taking up a cooking knife. Sim's vegetable cutting knife, reminiscent of a sickle-shaped thin blade knife, was very suitable for cutting the buckwheat apart.

"The people of the woods and the people of Dalaim are really messed up, aren't they?

"Right. Brother Ziza may not have a break."

Rayna-Lew laughs when she dulls.

"But this would be the feast of Dalaim that the Ziva woman wanted. The truth is, Mama Meer Ray wanted to come too."

"Hmm? I figured as a bundler for the ladies, I couldn't vacate the house?

"I'm guessing that too, but didn't you take into account the feelings of Donda's father? Instead of giving Brother Giza to me, Donda's father won't be able to move out of the house."

Only Mr and Mrs Donda and Mrs Tito Minh, and then Sati Ray-Luu and Kota-Lu, remain in the house of Luu. It was just usually busy, but I felt a little lonely imagining it.

"Well then, I guess we should just give priority to those who could not come to Dareim this time for the next period of rest. It's not Easter or a feast, but as a party to deepen rapport."

"Right. If that's what you felt you needed as a forest chief, then that's what Father Donda might think."

When Raina-Lou answered that way, he went out the window and said, "That's enough!" A loud voice echoed.

It is the voice of a very familiar girl. I met Rayna-Lew face to face and then rushed over to the window in the raised direction of my voice.

Outside the window, it's dark. That's the back of the house, so there's no burning. There was no sign of the girl I expected there, and instead Sin-Lu stood alone.

"Sin-Lu, what's wrong? That's Lara-Lew's voice, isn't it?

"Oh, Rayna-Lew on Asta?... No, I just pissed Lara-Lew off again"

"Why did you say you pissed Lara-Lu off?

"I don't know that. I'm sure it's because I'm a man who doesn't care."

Beneath the moonlight, Sin-Luu looked oddly soggy, what a pain, unimaginable from his brave appearance three days ago.

"I was just asked what I was going to do if I was invited to Castle Town again, so I replied that such a thing was up to the chiefs to decide.... how could I have pissed off Lara-Luu if nothing was supposed to be the wrong answer"

"Hmm?" she said as I was leaning her neck, pulling the sleeve of her t-shirt that Rayna-Luw was hard to come by.

"Asta, I feel like Lara's sister, I'd rather not talk any more. I'm sorry, can I leave it to Asta?

"Yeah, I don't know if I can help."

So instead of Raina-Lou returning to cooking, the eye-fa, which was tumbling around the entrance, approached.

By the window, I call Sin-Lu.

"You know, I guess Sin-Lu did return the right word as a forest folk, but I guess what Lara-Lu wanted to hear was Sin-Lu's own feelings"

"My own feelings?

"Yeah. I don't feel comfortable heading out to Castle Town, but there's only one thing left to do, if there's an order from the chief. As a forest folk, there's no other way to answer that, and maybe Lara-Lew wouldn't have gotten mad, either?

"I'm not neglecting to go out to Castle Town. It's not always fun, but I even feel proud to be asked for strength as a hunter"

That response gave me some hints.

"But only this time, your mistress's thoughts were teased there, right? Doesn't Lara-Lew care about the area?

"... why should Lara-Lew care about such a thing?

Sin-Lu asks rather strangely.

If that's the case, I had to step into the delicate part, too.

"Well, of course, if the extra woman used her eyes on Sin-Lu, she wouldn't be at heart calm as Lara-Lu either. And it seems to me,"

Really, Sin-Lu's face blushed so clearly even under the moonlight.

"... but whatever the aristocratic ladies think, it can't even be about dowry or son-in-law taking. Then you won't have to disturb this one."

This becomes a reproduction when I talk to Lara-Luu or Ai-Fa on the day after.

but conversely, the idea gained at that time seemed to be a flow that could be used as is.

"So what if Sin-Lu was in the opposite position? Looks like we can send Lara-Lew to Castle Town without any worries?

"Sure. If there were an escort hunter, there would be no danger to the nobles, no matter what they think."

"Um, well. But don't you feel bad about someone you don't know just looking at Lara-Lew strangely?

"Don't"

What a masculine response.

I'm sure Sin-Lu has more humans than I do.

but because of this, I cannot perceive the anxiety and anger of Lara-Luu.

"Still, Lara-Lew probably doesn't want to expose you to the eyes of noble daughters."

And while I was looking for words, I said it in a clear tone.

"Even if you don't think so, Lara-Lew thinks so. With that in mind, I wonder if you should return your words, Sin-Lu."

"Hmmm...?

"At least, Lara-Lew was going to disturb my heart with your words. If you want to spin the right edge with Lara-Luu, you shouldn't be able to throw it away"

Quiet, but silent tone.

Furthermore, Ai-Fa said, looking straight at what Sin-Lu looked like.

"The person you need to talk to is Lara-Lew, not Asta. Even though Lara-Lew walked away angrily, it seems more wrong to me than anything else that you're standing there. If you don't know why you pissed Lara-Rue off, shouldn't you be exchanging words with the person until you figure that out?

"... right. That's right."

Sin-Lu nodded, returning the blemishes.

"I'm sorry I got in the way of my job. I'm looking for Lara-Lew."

"Yeah, good luck, Sin-Lu"

Sin-Lu ran away across the darkness, mocking the hunter's clothes.

I look back at Ai-Fa.

"You were brilliant. I just wasted my time."

"It still is. It's just that the men by the woods don't think like you do."

Ai-Fa shrugged one shoulder and went back to the entrance again.

I go back to the workbench and get smiled at by Sheila-Lou, who was encouraging me to work there.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, Asta.... but if Singh and Lara-Lu, I'm sure they'll be fine"

"Yeah, that's all I care about you. I'm not so worried at the root, either."

After that, I even immersed myself in the work.

This is not so much work as joint work for us to enjoy the feast. Selling food to customers and eating delicious meals together change my consciousness. Tour-din and Yun-Sudra, who seemed to sleep in the luggage car, were also very enthusiastic in the chest, cutting the vegetables apart with great pleasure.

Once you have finished cutting the dough and vegetables, work on finishing each with a kamado. To improve everyone's skills I turned to the director and had two people take it in rotation, boiling the noodles and frying the tempura.

The finished dishes are piled up on a large plate and transported from the finished to the hall. With about fifty people coming out of the woods alone, 100 servings are going to be ready. No matter how packed your neighbors are, that's all they'll be able to deliver to everyone's mouth. If it's not enough, there's nothing else for you to give me a break for later on with only the dishes prepared by your wives.

That's how I finished the dish as it got sweaty, and when we all carried the last thirty servings, it looked like there was no longer a feast in the hall.

It is a dish that is difficult to bring out outdoors, so they settled into the form of everyone entering the hall in turn and replacing it if they eat and drink alone and make noise. When we got back, the youths Rimi-Lou and Tara and Rudd-Lou, as well as members like Mime and Michelle, had just gotten their hands on the dish.

"This is so delicious! I knew it wouldn't be Asta yet in a dish called fried food. Neither is it!

Mim also looks energetic.

He doesn't seem to like crowds. Michelle was on the top of the Buddha more than usual, but I find it very difficult for Michelle like that to join the banquet hall.

Nevertheless, it seems to be truly disorderly.

Does it seem like that extra because of the large number of stranger faces around both the residents of Dalaim and the people by the woods? No matter who Dan-Rutim or Dora's father is talking to intimately, it no longer even looks like the everyday landscape. Yesterday, but the people of the woodside and the people of Dalaim, whom I am not familiar with, are eating the same dishes and exchanging liquor cups, even though they are a little restrained. That disorder was very comforting to me.

"Come on, then, let's have one too."

With the Raina-Loux who worked with me and the Ey-fa who watched over it, I rinse in by the freshly made. I don't know how much of an incarnation it is now, and I don't have a choice to be sure of that anymore. All that remained was to enjoy even the feast until the sky was white.

In the meantime, Yumi and Luia finally came to the Dora family with only five friends.

Two men and three women. I don't know your name, but everyone knows my face. The men were supposed to be the members Yumi was with when she first visited my stall, and the women were supposed to be the next members Yumi brought.

"Hey, that was too much. This is the last dish we ever cooked."

"Wow, it was dangerous! You almost got eaten up because you guys were so hot!

"Shut up," he blurted, and then one of the youngsters raised his hand to me.

He's the one who was put on a lot of flirting monkeys when we first met, but those episodes are old now, too. Even if he explains that he is wearing Ichamon, or that he was suddenly threatened by Mida, etc., it will be understandable that Vina-Lou was with him.

The other, by the way, was the one who, after the noise, told me how Mida worked illegal imitations in the boarding town.

After indulging themselves by the New Year's Eve with them like that, we all take each other out of the house.

Surrounded by burning fires all over the place, people were making fun noises there.

Grandma Ziva lays a rug on the ground and relaxes there. It is Vina-Lou who is leaning in, and Giza-Lou and Dalm-Lou are also refraining from doing so right next door.

There was no way the instruments or anything else would be brought up, but I could see your daughters singing and dancing around with claps. After a while, Kimmus meat and vegetable juice dishes finished by his wives are brought outdoors, and people cheer for it. All this night, people's stomachs seemed to be bottomless too.

Eventually, as time progresses, even the women by the woods begin to show their dance.

Apparently, the young daughter's dance was not worthy of such a place because of the strong significance of the proposal, but the women also raised their hips in the words of Grandma Ziva, "If you mean that there is no such lesson in this land, you should let this one dance with that intention..."

Still, unlike the passionate dance you see in the forest neighborhood settlement, the women were dancing very gracefully. For once, let's see the Daughters of Dareim dance. Do you look familiar? If so, it is quite an add-on ability. The appearance of the translucent vale and shawl, whilst dancing all around the barbed fire, was incredibly fantastic and beautiful.

After indulging in the dancing of such ladies, Ai-Fa and I took a little off the wheel, we were to meet people resting on the sidelines of the house.

Yamil-Ray and Lau-Ray, and Zwei. Two other people besides Yamil-Ray slept freshly with their bodies up on the rug.

"Oh, Yamil-Ray didn't dance, did he?"

Speaking like that, he was sneered at.

"I don't like dancing. You're better at moving than people in the first place."

"Still trying not to sleep, aren't you? Though you two seem neat."

"Hmm. Regardless of Zwei, I wonder if this parent has the consciousness of being an escort. I thought you were drinking fruit liquor when you were hanging out."

However, Yamir-Ray, stuck in his former and present family, seemed very happy on the top of the Buddha.

"I would have liked to have called you Mida if I could. It's just gonna be a little hard to prepare."

"... Mida looked particularly prominent in the Sung family, so I guess it's hard to do so either. Donda-Lou says it's too early to take Mida down to town."

On several occasions, Mida has destroyed stalls in Inn Town that she doesn't care about. If such a mida could go down to town casually, that could be another indicator that the groove with Genos has been filled.

"Well, even Ji-Mayam is accepted, so maybe that's not what frightens you just because you look like."

The Ji-Mayam is exchanging drinks with Dan Rutim and others, and about half of the men who have been out for more than twenty years looked like they were drinking fruit.

"That's kind of a boring sight.... I wonder if the people of the woods have now been completely liberated from the curse of Zazz-Sung"

In a low voice, Yamil-Ray snapped like that.

"I guess there are still a few people by the woods who don't trust Genos humans, like Zaza and Baim. But no one with feelings of anger or hatred feels the same."

"Yes, only 10% of the people by the woods are here, but I hope all of my countrymen are."

In a different circle from the Dan-Rutims, Dora's father and Dari-Sauti are talking about something. Sufila-Zaza and Fay-Beim, along with Ama Min-Lutim and others, seem to be there.

Limi-Luu and Tara seemed to have fun with the other toddlers, and Tour-Din, along with Rayna-Luu, was exchanging words with the Dalaim women.

"Mm," I said, looking back, I watched Ai-Fa watermark farther away.

Young men and women are shouldering each other by the barbed fire at the far end.

That is Sin-Luu and Lara-Luu.

At this distance, it is very difficult to reach the expression. but it wasn't the kind of atmosphere that could trigger anxiety.

After that, I talked to a variety of people.

Your father used to say that there was no difficulty in sleeping on the floor, but there seemed to be very few people or anything like that who would pull in there. Those who lost their sleep were appropriately thrown into their homes, or beaten up on the spot, and everyone was trying to enjoy the feast to its limits. I had a good time on the way too, but then I was able to sift well.

So time passed steadily, and eventually, as the starry sky turned blue and gray, the few people who pulled into the bunk were also to be pulled outdoors again.

Me and I-Fa pick up Grandma Ziva, make sure she's not forced to be physically ill, and then go outside.

The fire was extinguished, and people were flying their gaze in the eastern direction.

It is the direction of the mountain of Morga, covered in dark green colours.

Eventually the ridges at the foot of that mountain become white and twisted, and the Sun God, who fulfilled his regeneration, begins to manifest his greatness.

When the light had finally reached the earth, the people of Dareim cheered.

The people of the woods are quiet. Let the joy of the people of Dalaim not wander - and so that we could understand that joy at all, we even kept staring at the glowing figure of the Sun God.

The women by the woods early in the morning see these dawn sights every day.

But that's the same thing with the people of Dalaim. Still, this was a moment of holiness and a special time.

Now Tara turns nine, Zida turns fifteen and Barsha turns thirty-five.

The old year has come to an end, and today we are celebrating a new year.

I was able to get some solemn comfort, too, with my head a lot hotter due to lack of sleep.

For me, it was only seven months of existence.

What kind of a new year would that be?

The disturbing thought that I might be cut off by a lid somewhere, etc., falls deep into my chest and I want to live hard.

That's what I strongly thought, feeling the presence of I-Fa right by the way.

"... I've lived eighty-five years and I don't think that was the case for such a special year..."

and Grandma Ziba, who was tumbling with the Rimi-Lou and Ziza-Lou on the other side of Ai-Fa, was crushing like that.

"It must have been a special year for most of the folks by the woods because I haven't lived as long as my woman..."

"Right. But this could be a more special year than that."

Staring at the appearance of the Sun God as he twitched and revealed himself, I made him respond accordingly.

"Please see what we do, Ziba-Lou. This year, next year, that next year."

"Oh, I don't want to see you... I can't wait to see what it looks like..."

I couldn't wait to be happy, too.

I want to keep up the good work this year, next year and the next. I could realise that I was living so happily ever after.

That's how the regeneration of the Sun God was fulfilled and our new year began.