Isekai Ryouridou

When we were encouraging the commerce of the stalls, only Pratica eventually came back.

"Is that it? Pratica, are you alone?

"Yes, Nicolas, at the inn, cleanse yourself, he said"

When you say cleanse yourself, there shouldn't be any inns or anything like a bathhouse set up in the lodging town. If so, it would cleanse itself with a wet hand wipe or something, as many residents of the boarding town do. It was thought that he would be renting the place to the grace pavilion of Tanto, where he was pleading.

"'Pasta with meat sauce' hasn't sold out yet. If you can afford it in your stomach, be sure to."

"Yes, that's why I let it loosen up."

Pratica walked away to the Blue Sky Dining Room in search of the food she was looking for from the stall in charge of Yun-Sudra.

Then in exchange, a long figure wearing a hooded cape approaches. I thought it was an eastern customer, and it was a crackling Sanjula.

"Oh, Sanjula. That's a little hiccup."

"Yes, as long as I'm sorry about the stalls, the visits, the distances"

In a word so smooth west that Pratica couldn't beat it, Sanjula said so. He was born and raised in the kingdom of the west, although his appearance can only be seen by the people of the east. Still, the eastern language is more fluent - after all, because of its complex origins. He was the hidden son of Cycleus, an unknown man on the outskirts of the realm of space, raised by his mother, who was born in the east.

"None of the dishes are sold out yet, so go ahead and get whatever you want. Except for the pasta, I think I can bring it back with no problem."

"Thank you. … before that, thank you, may I?

Sanjula, who removed the hood, said so with a soft smile. He, the people of the west, does not hate to express his feelings.

"Thanks for the dinner party, suggestions, and thanks. Refraia, the mood, the reckoning, the suggestion, I presume?

"Oh yes... I was just about to go out and wonder if it would give me any rest..."

"That is not the case. Asta, Lefreia and Chiffon-Cher, both know each other, they are invaluable."

I was once told that by another squire, Musul. Me and the people by the woods are the few people that Refraia can tell the truth about - and that's the kind of anticipation she's going to have.

Chiffon-Cher will soon be leaving for the southern kingdom. That would be a happy thing for Chiffon-Cher, because if we move God from north to south, he would be free from the status of slave - in recent years, Chiffon-Cher had become irreplaceable to Refraia, Musul said. If we were to lose Chiffon-Cher like that, it was with such concern as to how much sorrow Refraia would bear.

(Chiffon-Cher said he still couldn't decide what to do... but he wouldn't want to be a slave until he was cut off from blood with Eleo-Cher, his only family)

Thinking like that, I made Sanjula smile back.

"With my dishes, I'd be happy if Refraia cheered me up a little bit. And then...... is it possible to exchange words with Refraia or Chiffon-Cher without the eyes of others?

"Yes. There, I came to tell you. Asta, for a moment or so, loose, castle town, to visit, is it possible? I'd like you to meet me at that hour, the Refraiers."

"I understand. Sorry for the inconvenience."

"Apologies, and words of gratitude, should be conveyed, here. Me and Musul, perhaps, from Refraia herself, Asta, thank you."

That said, Sanjula bowed her head deeply.

Musul is a squire who has looked after Lifreia since she was born, and Sanjula is - Lifreia's belly brother. For Lifreia, who had a thin relationship with her flesh parents, they and Chiffon-Cher would be the closest they could be.

Sanjula thus packed some giva dishes in the vessel she brought with her and returned to Castle Town.

After a while, I sold out my cooking, and I headed to the Blue Sky Dining Room to help. There, even Pratica was engaged in dishwashing for some reason.

"Is that it? What's wrong, Pratica?

"I, numerous annoyances, am making. At least I'm thankful."

Pratica also offered to show her gratitude in copper coins, but it was to be solidified by Donda-Lou and Ai-Fa alike. Donda-Lou and others said, "If you think it's annoying, you just have to stay away from the woodland," without any pussies.

"I'm sorry to hear that. How did the innkeepers cook?

When I asked her that way, encouraging her to wash the dishes, too, Platica sharpened her eyes with a yes.

"Inspired, greatly." The Great Tree Pavilion of the South, "southern ingredients, handling and skill." Tanto's Grace Pavilion ", taste, delicate." Alou's Stuff Pavilion, "the confectionery is flourishing and brilliant. Castle town food, never lost, I think"

"Yes," Tanto's Grace Pavilion "is selling dishes conceived by Jan. Besides, it would have been very easy to eat because it avoids complicated flavors according to the preferences of the people in the lodging town, right?

"Yes. Now, fine workmanship, scattered. Jan, I'm a respectable cook."

The food at that stall also seemed to feed Pratica, above all.

After that, he has successfully completed his business and is also reunited with Nicolas to return to the settlement by the woods. Today, the third day of business, was my personal training day.

"With the dinner party at Count Turan's approaching, I'm going to hit that training today. I also use plenty of new ingredients, so if you like, please use them in your home for future reference."

Today, the women of Yun-Sudra, Tour-Din, Malfira-Naham, Ray-Matua, Fay-Beim, Ratz, and the facades of Kulua-Sung were coming together for us. None of the members other than Krua-Sung have heard from me because I have a rash on my face asking for help cooking dinner parties.

In the meantime, Krua-Sung was bowing his head in a frightened manner.

"I apologize for wishing to join you on such an important day. Please forgive me as I try not to disturb you."

"I wouldn't be so frightened. I'm the one who asked you to come anytime."

After completing his training, Krua-Sung, like many other Kamadu numbers, is at work for a few days. However, as for the study group held at Fa's house, they were almost all in the state of duty awards.

"That's all I'm passionate about training, because it's a pleasure to me. All the same, please say hello to Klua-Sung for the chance to ask him for help."

"Not at all. It won't be easy for immatures like me to come around."

"That's not true," he said with a smile, a casual bunch of rats.

"Krua-Sung is the best new recruit, but he's getting better and better at it. I'm not going to be chased anytime soon."

"Yeah, and even this time, if I could have asked the Lew family for help, there wouldn't have been a voice for me or anything like that."

And it was Fay-Baim that smeared his mouth. As a matter of fact, on the same day, the Rayna-Lew and the others were to have dinner jobs at the Earl of Saturas' house. Well, if I revealed the seeds, both Count families were just talking about the street commerce choosing a closed day for me.

"But this is how we might have more opportunities in the future to separate ourselves from the Lou family in their actions. For me, the neighbors depend on me."

"Whatever you take on, it's the existence of a dying force. If you have any trouble, please don't hesitate to scold me."

That's what Fay-Baim said, letting his square-face take his temper.

"I'm sure Asta should have given all the families a fair chance, and she also spoke to me and others. But as far away as I'm concerned, I'm not an impossible person. I want to do my job as a Beim person so that Asta doesn't regret it."

Indeed, I set the arrows of white feathers against the women of Fay-Beim and Rats because of the weight of fairness. It is the backdrop that just because the origin of the main players, Tour-Din, was bulky, we let Baim and Ratz speak out, which is not included there.

"Then let's start training. Pratica and Nicola are invited to visit today."

I had just told both names to behave as participants in the study group, but today was not a study group but a pre-dinner exercise, so I couldn't even take a hand. Of course, both names are not dissatisfied, and they are testing our operations with a harsh eye.

"The Count Turan family is a house that used to work sins with the Sung family. I am sincerely delighted to be able to work with such an opponent!

During the work, it was Ray-Matua who said so.

"That's right," I'll try to answer with a smile, too.

"Of course, all sinners have been tried, so there's not a single reason to resent the Count Turan family now... but I really don't think there's any such thankful story"

"Right! Wouldn't it be so nice if someday Klua-Sung could help you with your job, too?

Krua-Sung nodded, "Yes," as she quietly glowed her silver-gray eyes.

"I would find it difficult if the Sung and Count Turan humans, who once committed a great sin, could hold hands that way. … What kind of person is this Lord's Refraia?

"Refraia seems to be as old as I am, but she was very resolute, and she was a beautiful person! It's a little incredible that someone like you just figured out Asta!

Ray-Matua was once present at the Joint Harvest Festival of the Six Families, where Refraia was also invited. There was also the head of the father Sung main house of Kulua-Sung, so this much information should have already been communicated.

"Looks like Refraia grew up in a bit of a special environment, so I think she's got a lot of complicated temper. But the root part will be deep emotional and very core...... I wonder if the struggle I've been carrying will nurture her into a fine person"

It's been a bit of a great rhetoric, but I've decided to keep the supplement that way too.

Krua-Sung smiles hiccupulously, "Really?"

"I think overcoming family sins and your sins is an extremely harsh path. You must have been born of a strong star."

Then Pratica, who was running the gaze of the quarantine everywhere, looked back at Kura-Sung to Urung.

"... Are you an astrologer?

"Huh? What is it?

"You, strong star, said. Astrologer, I like to use it, it's a word."

That said, Pratica narrows her eyes sharply.

"... also, in Sims, the eyes of silver, that is, the eyes of star reading, are said. Silver eyes, human beings, the power of star reading, because they are extremely strong."

"Really? … I am not a people of the east, but a people by the woods, so I will be unrelated to the very move of star reading"

Krua-Sung had an age-appropriate deposition, to which he had replied.

Pratica "Really?" and pulls back slightly.

"Innocent, I said. Gel, star reading, not thriving, so rare, until I thought. If you feel hurt, I apologize."

"There is no apology. I hear that Asta's friend also has an astrologer."

So I ended the conversation, but as far as I was concerned, I was slightly curious.

"Pratica, does Sims have silver eyes, too? So far, I've never met you."

"Yes, but rare. Myself, we've never met. Long ago, I was told it was dead."

"Really..."

Around me was, of course, a myriad of anecdotes heard in the mountains of Morga. The "White People" who once lived in the Black Forest of Jagal have silver eyes - and it is a reflection that they were taken over by the Gaze clan, which was once the chieftaincy of the people by the forest.

(Even so, when Sims also had a person with silver eyes... is it possible that there was also a person with silver eyes in "The People of the Clouds" who met "The White People")

Of course, there was even a toddler with silver eyes in the sanctuary of Morga, which is nothing short of western territory, so I guess it's not strange where there are people with silver eyes. All the people of the sanctuary and the people of the kingdom were compatriots more than 600 years ago.

However, I hear that star reading is a similar move to witchcraft. Still, if in Sims they tell me that silver eyes are a testament to the talent of star reading - it seemed to me that the silver-gray eyes of Klua-Sung show a strong sense of star reading, no matter which blood muscle manifestation of 'White People' or 'Cloud People'.

"... what have you done, Asta?

Krua-Sung stares at me a lot worried.

I laughed, "It's nothing."

As Krua-Sung said, I have a friend named Alishna, an astrologer. Little familiar with Lilanos in "The Seat of the Gamrays," but even a person who specializes in reading the stars of "The Pot of Silver" is an important friend to me. Even if I were a 'people without stars', there should have been no reason to evade astrologers.

(But surely, if it were these eyes of Klua-Sung... you wouldn't feel strange to have any strange powers)

When I was thinking that way, Krua-Sung lay down his eyes slightly dyeing his cheeks.

"I'm sorry. It's embarrassing to be able to stare into your eyes like that."

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean anything strange."

Then Pratica has delivered a voice with a lot of accusations.

"Asta's gaze, her heart, she eats. Consideration, need, I think."

"Uh, I know! Asta, you see straight people! But I see it as a beauty!

"Wow, that's what I think too"

Ray-Matua and Malfira-Naham followed me that way. Yun-Sudra and Tour-Din are also smiling somewhere hazy. After looking around at those figures, Pratica nodded, "Really?"

"So I'm going to ask you, Ai-Fa, yes or no"

"Yes, no, I don't suppose there's anything to get me into until I-Fa?

"Heart of sin, if not, why panic, I wonder"

The Ray-Matua and Rats women were laughing at Platica's mean things.

Even then, the training time in Pha's house was busy.

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And it is also a time limit for supper.

Only two guests today are Pratica and Nicola. Compared to the liveliness of yesterday, it is a whisper, but still in Fa's house, where there are only two families, this still had a doubling population density.

"... now you are not going to spend the whole day in the house of Fa until the day the men of Gerd leave Genos?

During the meal, Pratica nodded "yes" when Ai-Fa asked as such.

"The Lew family, the day the study group takes place, we spent there, forgiveness, we had"

"... I hear there will be a study group at the Lew's every three days"

"Yes, of course, everything else, spending time at Fa's house, I don't think. Such places, bumps, extremes."

"Right."

"I just want you to stay, forgive me, today and tomorrow. After that, we're on a schedule and a plan."

"............... right"

He was a heart-tender eye-fa who looked blatantly annoying but did not reject. Ey-Fa is Ey-Fa, and he sincerely hopes that Pratica and Nicolas will be able to achieve the desired results.

"Asta, handy, brilliant. Day after day, even if you learn, you can't learn."

That's what Platica said as she glowed her purple eyes.

"This dish, it's harmonious, it's great. Vanilla, seasoning, beautiful harmony."

The main dish of the day was a hamburger with plenty of spices. Mintz, similar to Sage, also suited Giva meat well, so I used that as a basis to combine different herbs.

For Ai-Fa's sake of course, which hates strong spiciness, I know how to add and subtract. It is a formulation bearing in mind that it makes use of the flavor of Giva meat rather than spiciness. I was proud to say that it was just as compatible with orthodox demiglass sauces.

"Here, gamma meat, application, it would be possible. Hometown, if you're back, I'd like to work on it."

"Is it a hamburger of gamma meat? The intestinal meat was so delicious, it would definitely have a great finish."

By the way, all of today's dishes were made by these three of us. The lack of problems with its completeness had been proven by the plethora of ai-fa foods.

"You seem to be sparing no effort in using ingredients delivered by Gerd. Are you going to serve all this also at the dinner party of Count Turan's house?

"Yeah. It's the fruit of today's training. I'll have more items on the day, but I think we can all hire them for today."

The dinner party is approaching in three days. It's a meeting to welcome the guests of Gerd, so it was the main guests, Alvach, who had to enjoy themselves.

If that's how you finish your meal, it's post-meal dessert.

Nicola had a tingly, tenacious look and fed me a plate of sweets.

"This will be a treat I have learned from Master Yang. I also borrowed your help from Asta and Pratica, but if you are unable to do so, I would like to take responsibility."

"Uh-huh. But I can't tell what's good or bad about confectionery, so I'm not gonna feel that way."

A plate of confectionery was also delivered before Ey-Fa, who spoke that way.

Its contents are western-style baked confectionery. It was thought that it would be a royal sweet in Castle Town, where the ingredients were waxed with a thin dough of fuwano, shaped like a spring roll, and then baked in a stone kiln.

The dough baked in fox color is hung with a sweet sauce based on minmi when peaches. One mouthful of it, Ai-Fa tilted his neck slightly, "Hmm."

"That's a strange bite. Is this chewy... chatchy?

"Yes, they weave what the forest folks call chatching into the ingredients."

Incidentally, the ingredient is a filling in which tau beans are simmered in caron milk and refined with added sugar, honey and seal fruit juice and egg yolks. In it, they craft finely chopped chutch cakes.

The egg whites are used in the fabric, so the texture is quite light. The tau bean filling was snuggly and the puffy bite of the chatch cake was a pleasant accent there.

"... what do you think? Please don't hesitate to tell us what you're saying."

"Stick, it doesn't seem bad. Well, you don't have to worry about my words."

Having said that, Ai-Fa quickly annoyed Nicolas's confectionery.

It is an eye-fa with a faint reaction to confectionery. Nicola looked a lot careless and was frowning all the time.

"I think I'm delicious, Nicola. This confection was conceived by Jan and Nicolas, wasn't it?

"… rather than conceived by the two of us, it is the result of Jan's exploration of a new use of chatching"

"But in the first place, Nicolas was the first person to come up with an idea to incorporate chutch cakes into baked treats, right? First of all, without that idea, this confection wouldn't have come into being either."

Then Ai-Fa came to his mouth with a gaze that looked away somewhere.

"Hmm. So this is... what Nicolas did with Asta's original idea of chatching into a treat in Castle Town, right?

"Yeah, you're right"

"I see. I also felt that the Marfila-Naham feast dish served at the harvest festival the other day was like a combination of Asta's handling of Giva meat spread around the woods and the handling of vermouth vanilla..."

"Oh, that's sharp. That's exactly what I was thinking. Of course, there are other influences besides me and Varcus, but combining all kinds of vanilla and seasonings that far looks like Varcus after all."

"Right. But wasn't it that Roy or some other Varcus apprentice who said in the first place that he wanted to combine Asta's methods with Varcus's?

One of them was, of course, strongly in my memory. That's how Roy made us try frying dishes with lots of vanilla.

"Yeah, that was an impressive event, too. But what's wrong with that?

"No. I just thought it odd that three people who don't seem to be getting too close to each other are making similar attempts elsewhere"

"Oh, I see. Well, in the past year or so, the Castle Town cooks have learned about the food by the woods, and the Kamadoku people by the woods have learned about the food by the castle. Maybe we've come to the same conclusion from a different path."

When I answered that way, Ai-Fa frowned at Urunou.

"... what are you looking so, so fun?

"Huh? No, it's just a little more fun because it's rare for I-Fa to talk about cooking like that"

Ai-Fa looked at my face for a while, then said it in a solemn voice all the more.

"Surrounded by all the numbers, they were just asking me about the food, so maybe even I was impressed. If you're telling me not to slap an extra mouth, I'll follow it."

"You're in such a fun mood, there's no way you're gonna say that"

That's how when I was laughing, I-Fa turned to pussy for whatever reason.

Then Platica speaks, as if waiting for our conversation to break off.

"Even today, we have learned different things. Asta, Nicolas, thank you.... also the house of Fa, for inviting me, Ai-Fa, I thank you"

"Uhm. Are we going back to the luggage truck?

"Yes, I'll see you tomorrow, please"

I also felt like it was abrupt, but Pratica was already about to lift her hips.

The empty dish hits inside a water-stained iron pan and everyone leaves the front door. The luggage was packed right in front of him, but Ai-Fa was careful to bring the knife with him.

"See you tomorrow,"

"Good night"

We saw Platica and Nicola fit in the carriage, and we turned back to the motherhouse, too.

If you brushed your teeth with a toothbrush called a toothwood, it's pre-bedtime chatting time.

but i-fa went straight to his bedroom without trying to lower his back on the rug.

"Is that it? Are you going to sleep already?

"Uhm. I'm going to spend the day in my bedroom so that whenever drowsiness strikes me"

If Ai-Fa says so, I have no difference either. I shrugged up Sachi's body, which was rounded at the wall, and decided to follow Ai-Fa.

With the candlestick under his pillow and his long hair loosened, Ey-Fa just lays down in his bedding. I finally leaned my neck down to this step when I clasped on the bedding next door.

"Hey, is Ai-Fa something, mad at you?

"... does something exist to me, even for angry reasons?

"No, I don't think so, but if I did something wrong, you can't just leave it like that."

"... if I offend you, is there any reason to hide it from you?

Lying somewhat, Ey-Fa threw me sideways from the other side of her golden brown hair that spilled over her face.

"... when you're the only one sitting, your voice is far away"

"Oh yes," he responded vaguely, letting me lay on the bedding too.

Ai-Fa sleeps sideways, so I take a stand against it, too.

Ai-fa's face staring at me wasn't even a little angry.

On the contrary, he smiles very happily.

"... do I look angry?

"No, it sounds like it was my mistake"

"It will be. I was just... just cramped."

"Cramped?"

"Mm-hmm. You can't look weak in front of a guest."

That's what I said, Ai-Fa put his arm up to me.

He just doesn't try to touch me, he grabs the hem of his torso all the time.

"... because you suddenly make me smile so cute that I'm about to get disturbed too. In that sense, you will be responsible."

"Right. So in front of the guests, should I refrain from smiling, too?

"Ugly," Ai-Fa smiled softly.

"If you imitate like that, then it will be time to scold you.... you don't have to hide your feelings in front of me."

"Good for you, then. Because I don't think I need to hide my emotions in front of my guests."

"Then the majesty of the parents will be preserved. You want me to make you look like this in front of a guest?

In a shanky tone, Ai-Fa approached me.

Of course, you won't touch me. but its face was approaching close range about the brink of blurring the focus.

Blue eyes, quietly bright and bright.

It was as if the sense of happiness Ey-Fa had poured straight into me.

"... those daughters are splendid"

That's what Ai-Fa said to the lid.

"Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou, Yun-Sudra and Tour-din, Ray-Matua and Malfira-Naham... and Roy and Siri-Lou, with their extraordinary intentions, are engaged in Kamadhu's work. But to Pratica and Nicola... you feel something different, something life-threatening."

"I see. That may also have something to do with those two, the original temperament... but there are aspects of it that I think of more than the others"

"Why is that?

"I don't know either, but I guess each position has something to do with it. If you don't grow up as a cooking number, you don't have a place to go, or... maybe those two don't have close friends? I guess I'm literally risking my life working on my cooking number."

"So it's just like me or you"

That said, Ai-Fa smiled as she missed the old days.

"It's natural for a hunter to put his life on the line of work, but also you... I think when I first came to the woodside, I had a lot in mind"

"Well, I didn't have a place to go either. I was desperate to please Ey-Fa for helping me like that."

"Well," Ai-Fa narrowed her eyes.

My loving eyes warm my heart.

"If Platica and the others hadn't been so tempted, I wouldn't have allowed them to visit Fa's house all day long."

"Yeah. He seemed annoying, but he also allowed me to visit tomorrow and the day after."

"I don't think it's annoying or anything. I just feel cramped."

To be sweet, I = fa pulled the hem of my torso.

"Help the Platicas. You must be equipped with all that power."

"Yeah, I'm gonna do my best."

Even then, the night of Pha's house was quietly changed.

It begins with the sweet aroma and warmth of Ai-Fa and closes with the soft smile of Ai-Fa. This was my happy routine.