Isekai Ryouridou

"Oh, you came this way"

When my complexion returned to normal, Rayna-Lew approached me with a large wooden dish in his hand.

It was a hot giva cutlet that was put on there apparently freshly fried. A large wooden dish, possibly one, was stunningly filled with cutlets wrapped around fox-colored clothes.

"Hi, they seemed to have weak fire momentum and the giva round grill didn't seem to finish very well, so I finished this one first. Make sure it tastes good if you like."

Everyone was cheering, headed by Dan-Lutim, but Raina-Lou's eyes even looked at Roy and Siri-Lou.

Dirty wooden dishes are washed with water from a water bottle and 'giva cutlets' are taken up there. The ladies of the division who followed me later carried tons of chiseled tinos, so that was equally taken apart.

The cutlets have sauce and seal juice, while the tino's chopped with dressing is prepared. When Dora's father, choosing a sticky sauce, smiled and cheeked 'Giva Cuttle', a further look of joy exploded on his liquor-stained face.

"Hey, it's great to be ridiculous! Among Giva's dishes, this guy is extraordinary!

"Yeah, I knew you couldn't wait to freshly fried cutlets"

While expressing my consent from the bottom of my heart, I also indulged in the taste of 'Giva Cuttle'.

The clothes are crisp and impeccable, and the way the heat is put on is exquisite. And after all, when you fry the cutlets in giva lard, you can't wait to taste rich. Then I couldn't complain about it anywhere because it didn't feel weird and even felt neater than a ton of cutlets fried in salad oil.

"... how about that?

Rayna-Lew knelt on the rug and stared directly in the face at Roy's.

"It's delicious," said Roy, who tasted "Giva Cuttlefish" in both sauce and seal juice.

"You guys are really good at frying food. I didn't take it too seriously because of the fashion delay, but I'm not sure I'm going to finish this fine fried food dish with carons and kimus."

"... how about you?

"Right. I think it's a lot different from what I once said in Castle Town."

Siri-Low answered in a low voice looking at the cross section of the twitchy cutlet.

"For the fried food dishes served at that dinner party, milk fat, cheese and salfal vanilla were used. If I were to sell it in Castle Town, I'd be happier with the food there."

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"But in terms of just being delicious, this dish will never be inferior either. Are you saying that you use Giva fat instead of lettuce or milk fat for the fried oil?"

"Yes."

"I think it's delicious. Giva is an excellent ingredient for both meat and fat."

When Siri-Low concluded that way, Dan-Rutim, who was teasing the cutlet with great joy, suddenly said, "Oh!" He raised his voice.

"Speaking of which, you're the daughter who was present the night you entertained the nobility of that town called Banaam! What do you think, a true fowl would be delicious?

"... I don't think the dishes I mouthed in Castle Town are that inferior, and most importantly, I think the broiled Guillebs fish made by Varcus tastes better than either of them"

Even as he withdrew, Siri-Low answered resolutely. Speaking of which, when I served the Milanese-style cutlets in Castle Town, they were both present at the tasting place.

"Uhm! I guess the people by the woods and the people of the castle town have different tastes too! But you guys entertained the people by the woods with a lot of food yesterday, right? Rudd-Lou bragged about it!

Dan-Rutim embarks on himself as he shines through the dugout, letting Siri-Low pull himself out as much as he can.

"Hopefully, I'd like to try your dishes too! That's Giva's cooking too, if you can!

"… in the castle town, we are not yet allowed to deal with the meat of Giva"

"Oh, but yesterday we delivered to the aristocrats a guy named Giva's Bowel Meat. That's hard to sell in the lodging town for the price, so they might start selling it in the castle town any day."

Siri-Low is kicking my ass.

"Is that a true story? You think Giva's meat will be put up for sale in Castle Town?

"Yes, of course, with the pardon of the Marquis de Genos,"

"Really......" Siri-Low lays his eyes down at will.

"What's up? Have you been offended by anything?

"There's no reason to be offended. If that's true, I want it to happen as soon as possible."

"Huh? Siri-Low interested in Giva's meat?

Then Siri-Low looked at me with a half-hearted face.

"We cannot incorporate your methods, but Giva is no less an ingredient than Caron and Gamma. I suppose it's only natural that you want to handle it quickly as a cook, isn't it?

"Well, yes. Varcus, you're purposefully picking up a live gamma from Sims, aren't you? I don't know if I can handle a fine ingredient called Gibba that exists in the same territory, but I don't know if I can handle it."

That's what Roy told me, and I'm supposed to feel "I see."

"Varcus doesn't really put that feeling out there, so I never thought about it that way. I didn't want Gibba's meat once."

"As far as ingredients are concerned, every day seems to be a continuum of research. The truth is, maybe you don't have time to deal with giva meat, but if you were that guy, you'd still want it."

"Sure," I laughed.

There, "Yo," Rudd-Lou approaches.

"Now we're done. Take it to the guests.... leave my share, too, will you?

In Rudd-Lou's hand, the wooden dish was raised. His favorite, the croquette of giva meat and chach. That's a welcome feast, a big act.

"This guy's a big deal, too. You mix finely chopped meat and aria in a chutch and fry it."

Roy shrugged his head a lot.

"Damn, you're left to be done when it comes to fried food. I don't have my hands or my legs."

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"Speaking of which, I've never seen Varcus cook fried food either. I knew you weren't that good at it?

"Deep-fried food dishes are supposedly out of fashion, so the order itself doesn't come in. If the order doesn't come in, then naturally you won't have a chance to make it, will you? There can be no such thing as bad food in Varcus."

Siri-Low said like a muck, and when he saw that face, Roy laughed.

"Then you've never eaten either. I suppose lifting your master to the point where you have no proof would, on the contrary, degrade your character, huh?

"I don't want you or anything like that to say about character."

Siri-Low turns away.

So Raina-Lou, who was satisfied to see how they were doing, clouded his eyebrows a lot.

"... you are like husband and wife to one another"

"Am I right? What's wrong with the couple? If you say anything too funny, I'm gonna blow up Siri-Low anyway, okay?

"Really? But it's unlikely that men and women who are neither family nor companions will come together that way around the woods."

"I'm sorry, I had to. And Siri-Low, unlike me, grew up well, so I guess the hunters' faces are just going to freak you out. It's not like you're stuck with me."

"I'm not frightened or even stuck!

By the way, if I were to add an annotation, Roy and Siri-Low were sitting on the rug about the distance their bodies were about to touch each other.

Raina-Lou stared at them like that with a half-eyed look reminiscent of the Buddha statue, then graced them with all the more polite tricks and walked away.

At the same time, more and more flashy tones echo.

Seeing, Doga's giant was finally being knocked down to the ground.

but instead was the mida above the doga in mass.

And even a few meters away, Lolo was shouting "uh-huh".

Its flimsy body is ambushed by young men. "Okay!" she raised her voice and woke herself up from her, what a Rau-Ray.

"Holy shit, when did you get ahead of yourself! Mida and Rau-Ray are supposed to be brave, right, Gazlan?

"Yeah, you didn't seem to have any teeth in the other men. It's a lot of power."

"Uhm! I'd love for you to stand with me too!

Dan-Rutim was shouting and raising his hips like that, but before the ritual fire a single orchestra was once again advancing and he was starting to play another cheerful, nostalgic tone. Doga and Lolo pull into the corner so that they can chase us to it.

"Ah," The Examination of the Moon Goddess "! Everybody, let's dance!

From a little further away, I can hear Yumi. That's how she proceeded before the ritual fire, pulling Terrier-Mass's arm laughing with a troubled face.

Rhythm is a relaxed triple slap. Yumi dances flirtatiously to that melody, which is cheerful but somewhere pathetic. Terrier-Mass looked very shy, but when Yumi laughed innocently at him, he eventually began to step aside.

Apparently that was a dance that was also danced in Dalaim, and eventually some women joined the Yummies. Focusing on the ritual fire and the orchestra, only ten women make a circle. Once the men started clapping and stepping, even Huey and Sarah went in there and began to skip to the rhythm.

"Wow, that sounds fun! Tara, let's dance with the Remi!

"Yeah!"

Two young girls rush for a ride.

On a regular feast, my daughter under fifteen never shows her dancing. Because dancing at a feast by the forest is also a kind of matrimonial act.

But today, it's a feast to entertain our guests. When Limi-Lu and his daughters thus joined the dance circle, the other toddlers and their thirteen or four-year-old daughters were happy to throw themselves.

"This guy is amazing. You're right to invite the Gamrays."

When I called it that way, Ai-Fa also nodded satisfactorily. I'm sure I'm glad Rimi-Lou seems to enjoy it.

Eventually the performance turned into a more lucid song of four beats, after all, the daughters were to dance violently.

Now the choreography is falling apart, whether it was a song nobody knew. but just dancing to the rhythm is a really graceful look. Not to mention the men started blowing up to the grass whistle, but it also never caused discord with the melodies played by Nachara.

"What are you doing! You dance, too!

and Yumi approaches us as we take small steps.

At the end of that gaze was Siri-Low, whoever it might be.

"... for a moment, are you telling me?

"Who else is there besides you! Oh, let's dance with everyone over there!

The second half of the words were directed at the two depths of the Dora family.

The two stand up happy and snuggly, and Morn-Rutim, who was a lot sober, also wakes himself up pushed back by Gazran-Rutim and others.

In the meantime, Siri-Low had lost his complexion alone.

"Wow, I forbid you. I only came out to cook."

"That's why, isn't it? This is a feast you opened up to get along with us, isn't it? If it were true, it wouldn't be a good place to have people who don't want to get along with the people by the woods!

"Yes, no, so..."

"Whatever purpose you've come out for, you can't know it as long as you're here! I won't forgive everyone by the woods! If you find out, get in everyone's circle!

Thus Siri-Low was grabbed from left to right by Yumi and his father's wife, and was taken away.

Siri-Low had asked Roy for help in the shapes of his death, but his thin friend just shrugged his shoulders and dropped it off.

(Bad for Siri-Low, but I guess this is the best feast ever at the Lew family)

Due to the large number of guests, they have not lost in numbers even when collecting all their families. And it felt like more glamour was being brought there than usual by the addition of many different colors from the outfit by the woods.

If you notice, Mim is also dancing with the Limi-Lu's. Did Tour-Din also get pulled out around Yun-Sudra? Though it was not by dancing, I was circling around the ritual fire with everyone.

In a slightly distant rug, Gamray delightfully holds fruit liquor. Instead are the astrologer Lilanos and the beast Zetta.

Chantu is forming by the orchestra and banging his hand, and Lolo and Doga are surrounded by men and poked at the dish. Dillo, the pot man, along with Barsha and Zida for some reason, seemed to be talking. Is there even some rare exotic tale of cancer?

Speaking of which - and as I tried to patronize my gaze further, the color of the Zhu approached fluttering.

It was not added to the performance or to the dance, it is a pinot.

"Hi, I'm late to say hello.... Thank you so much for inviting me to such a pleasant feast."

"No, because it was the people from the Lou family who invited them. But I'm glad to be with you."

"Ah, I'm happy for you and the others. Atashi and the others are creatures who can only live in the feast."

Pinot grinned as he stood behind the fire.

"This Genos is a big town, but outside the stone walls, then there's only a feast about the Sun God festival. If the castle and town hedge are any lower, there are more festivals."

"Oh, really? Even in the western kingdom, it's a lot of things."

"Ah, all sorts of things. … so although there are many things to do in Genos that only come once a year, we enjoyed it this time, among other things."

Pinot by the woods at night seemed more incredible than usual.

It's such an incredible thing, like a living doll talking. Even though she only looks like a girl on the outside, she's more accustomed to it than any of those adults, and has a variety of expressions. Even if he didn't show me the art of light work or whistling, Pinot just stood there and gave me strange touches and whistles.

While I was doing that, the song was changing again.

Now it's another relaxed tempo, a melody that sounds a little majestic.

And it also scuffed a tone that had never been there before.

It is the tone of Niya's playing, seven-string instrument.

Sitting in the heart of the orchestra, Niya sounded the good street voice as she played the instrument.

"Let me sing you a song. Everyone, please stay and enjoy dancing."

Next to me, Ai-Fa snubbed.

Pinot notices it makes me tickle and laugh again.

"You don't have to worry, Wow, hunter's sister Sun. It's not a song that makes you feel uncomfortable, and it's forgiven by Chieftain Sun and the eldest Sun."

"Donda-Lou and to the Ziva woman?

I = fa asks with a grumpy look.

At the same time, Niya's song was starting.

It was, after all, the story of the people of the east.

It was a story about Sim's eighth clan that, even more than Sim was united as a kingdom by the work of the white sage Misha, was - now - a legend.

Once Sims had an eighth clan. But they did not specify where they would live, and they were tumbling through Sim's territory. If you live in the mountains, you live as the people of the mountains, if you live in the meadows, you live as the people of the meadows. And they, the tribe of Gaze, were called the people of the clouds by the other tribes.

They were a peace-loving clan. However, he united in the plight of his clan and defeated his enemies with unparalleled force. He said that while he was usually present in the graceful clouds that floated and flowed with puffiness, when things happened, he turned them into pitch-black thunderclouds and showed more power than any other clan.

Eventually, they were to be neglected at Sims like that. It became boring with the two great tribes of the mountain people, who were the de facto rulers of the time, to wage a war to wash blood with blood.

Apparently, the people of the mountain were a barbaric clan that later hunted down the clan of Rao. Gazette had more power than Rao, so he was never to be congratulated and defeated, but as it were, he would have to continue fighting until one of them perished.

So Gaze's clan abandoned Sims.

Wherever it falls, it is inevitable to scowl with the mountain people. If we move to the meadows, we may also involve the people of the meadows. Afraid that the war would spread, Gaze sought a place to live outside the Sims.

The people of Gazette, headed west.

Eventually the road was whispered into a dark grey mud.

Then this time, we headed south.

It was a rugged rocky mountain where Totos could not be used.

The people of Gaze returned Totos to the meadow and stepped through its rocky mountains with their own feet. Such a rocky mountain was not a great ordeal for them to be tough.

A barren desert area awaited us next to Rock Mountain.

You can't live in a place like this. They survived the desert, too.

Beyond that lies the Black Forest, home to the Black Beast.

After all, it was a difficult place to call a restful place. They also tried to cross the Black Forest in order to head further west or south.

There we met was a clan of white queens.

The White Queen's clan was a strange clan that looked white. They were small, didn't even make sense of the word, and I didn't think they were the same person at last.

But they had a strange power to hear the voice of the woods.

They did not have a god with a name, they called the forest their mother.

The people of Gaze, who abandoned the Divine Sim, found some destiny there and decided to defeat the Black Beast with the clan of the White Queen.

Eventually the head of the gaze made a deed with the white queen, and gave birth to a son.

They decided to live in the woods and die in the woods.

They learned the word from the White Queen, and joined hands together to fight the Black Beast, and they became the people of the Black Forest.

So the story came to an end.

Niya's last singing melts between darkness and the narrow of flames.

The people by the woods rewarded it not with cheers or applause, but with silence.

When did you do it, and no one is dancing? Everyone stood on the spot looking like they had been plucked out of their souls. In it, Yumi and Mime and Terrier-Mass were looking around at everyone's faces in a bit of a decent way.

"It was the story of The Black King and the White Queen.... there daughter, what song would you like next?

And, Niya looks back at Yumi as she faces it again in a gloomy way.

Yumi looked back at you in disgust, but eventually put her arms together as she regained her mind.

"Sounds like that wasn't really for dancing right now. Wouldn't it be nice to have a" Weilas Feast "or something?

"Is it the story of the fire god Vairas? That's our sitter's favorite."

To Niya's signal, Zan starts beating Tokotoko and Taiko drums. Along with that, Nachala and the twins also played a magnificent and active melody.

The women who stood still returned to me in a hazy manner, moving their hands and feet with Yumi. When the square was thus surrounded by lively performances, enthusiasm and vitality were revived as if the silence had just been a lie.

"Ai-Fa, the song now-"

When I looked back, I - Fa nodded with a "um" and difficult face.

"The people of the Black Forest, you said. … and gazette is the name of the chieftaincy muscle before Sung"

"Oh, I knew it was a hit? I've always wondered if this is a legend involving the people of the woods."

Pinot smiles joyfully, whilst flapping his vermilion sleeves.

"So, the oldest Sun looked like a black monkey and he felt a lot like it. Actually, I have a song like this, but I asked if you were interested. So I got forgiveness from Sheikh Sun, so I was hoping to make an appearance in the Blur Bard."

"Hmm..."

"But, well, the legend is a legend. Sooner or later, the bard's law story, I hope he hears it in half and laughs it off. Hundreds of years ago, no one can prove it's true."

Pinot approached me one by one and peered into our faces sitting in the rug from up close.

"Atashi and others are in business to surprise and please people. Anything else, I don't care.... even that bluff is there with Atashi and the others."

"Is that stating that you don't need to be angry with that person for his previous deeds?

"Oh, that's a scary face.... Unh, that bluff is also a fun thing to live while you sing, because it doesn't. I don't use such an important song to pluck fights into people. At best, I think I only had a childish idea to surprise Asta, huh?

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"I'm not asking you to forgive me for that blur. If that makes you feel bad, there's no excuse.... just..."

and Pinot hoisted his red lips.

The burning light is backlit and the black eyes are sinking into the shadows. It was as comfortable as a peek into the abyss, and I was supposed to get a chill.

"Grandpa Rai, the horoscope, is a stranger who has acquired so much power by discipling to the people of the west but also to the people of the east. The power to see the stars and the knowledge about them are so ready to beat Sim's fine astrologer. … So, for a star reader, a people without a star has long been of great interest..."

"Hey," Ai-Fa raised her voice sharply.

The girl with her eyes in the abyss hoisted her lips.

"I'm not going to say anything unnecessary. I just wanted to tell you that if I were Grandpa Rai, I would know about the people without stars. Asta took care of a lot of things, so you naturally want to be useful over here...?

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"Of course, I don't hate people who know who people without stars are. But if you're not an astrologer, you won't even hear the name. Grandpa Rai has a little bit of knowledge about the starless people. If that's what Asta wants to know..."

"I know me best myself."

I let him answer that way, falling into the sensation of being sucked into his eyes.

"I don't know how I got this in my eyes, but I don't remember getting any details about what I got in my eyes. And on top of that, I decided to live as a forest dweller."

"... you don't care about Asta about the people without stars...?

"Right. It's not going to make any difference what I'm told."

Pinot squinted his mouth perfectly and kept staring into my eyes.

When you peek into the abyss, you are peering into the abyss again - what passage would that have been?

Eventually Pino woke himself up, glancing at his white neck, and began to laugh, "Aha ha ha".

"If that's how Asta feels, she won't even talk about it. I'm sorry I distracted you."

When he turned to us like that, Pinot was laughing again with a face he'd never seen.

It was a very clear, then all-encompassing, loving smile.

"Atashi and the others, I didn't know anything about the old days, because it's a ghoul gathering that I decided to enjoy right now. Back in the day, even thinking about tomorrow isn't a hundred million robberies. Destiny, the stars, the only thing that makes such a thing the most difficult is these athletes."

"Oh, really?"

"Um, I liked your mood. Wow, Asta? If I could, I'd stick you in the trunk and make you want to get hurt."

"Hey."

"You look scared. Atashi also likes the people by the woods, so he won't have to be so innocent. If I imitate you like that, you're going to chase me to the end of the earth."

While talking like that, Pinot gradually went back to the face we knew.

It's so stubborn, it's like I'm seeing through everything - and yet it's a strangely distracting, attractive, pranky smile.

"So it's not until a year later that I see you again. Until then, please be well... and let us have another delicious Giva dish. Wow, Asta at Fa's house?

"Yeah, sure."

So I finally laughed back.

Just then the sound of the performance stopped and I heard Sheila-Lou's loud voice with that gap.

"The whole giva grill is finally finished! Why don't we all get some rest and taste this one, too?

Seeing, Vina-Lou and Raina-Lou, who were not part of the dance, also refrain from replacing Sheila-Lou with a meat-cutting knife in their hands.

The people and guests by the woods were to cheer and flock there.

I stand up and compare my dear parents to an incredible guest.

"We'll have it, too. This number of people is going to eat up if they're bluffing."

"Um," "yeah," they both nodded back.

Even behind us, Roy and Dan-Rutim and Dora's fathers are standing up.

A blue and white moon floated in the sky, and at last the world was closed black only at night, but only this square was wrapped in bright light, and the feast still showed no sign of an end.