It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

The morning of day 12 began in a situation where light rain persisted. Asked Liz, he started coming down from the morning.

Give up the warm stuff for breakfast and pour the portable food in white water.

I also talked to the investigation team, but they said it would continue. Only manage your physical condition thoroughly.

The carriage moves more slowly than it did yesterday when we entered the woods. Bad vision, so it seems to be something like this in order to proceed while checking.

There are roads, but the situation is bad because people still rarely get their hands on them. Every time a tree falls, the dollar comes out and has it thrown in.

I was talking to Ray, who focuses forward in the rain, but the road itself seems to have been laid by nobles who thought about entering the seaside in the past.

It was a concept to make herself viable with seafood resources, but the cost of transporting firewood and food gave up.

I also thought about earning some money for fish, but it's 10 days away by carriage. If you don't salt it, it rots. It seems that the price of that salt rode the transfer costs, not very much, but not on a profitable basis.

Firewood production from the forest also takes six months to a year. Looks like we pulled out without waiting that long. Then the sea became a gateway, as long as it was not too close to other towns.

They don't have very thick magic vegetables by the sea. As a result, there are almost no demons. If we think about expanding the human survival zone, we can make it to the seaside, but it's a tough place to live.

I, too, wouldn't have been able to get my hands on it without a chance to make salt.

As such, he gives you red wine, honey and spices divided by hot water every break. Alcohol, of course, is modest. I don't get accidents or spills from drunk driving.

It was really good because it was very well received and morale increased.

But I heard it was a forest, but it's pretty deep, and I feel close to the forest already. Salt firewood was supposed to transfer charcoal, but there are plenty of coal oriented trees. In the long run, it would be better to dispatch a garden.

Like that, the 12th is over. Tent and rest wet in the rain. I was practicing magic because it was my back turn but gradually the rain also stopped and in the morning I was back in the sun again.

Enjoy a warm meal on the morning of day 13. None of you were ill. Really relieved.

Keep moving for 13 days. Apparently the road was better than expected, and the plans were around noon on the 14th, but they're going to arrive on the morning of the 14th. It's also big that every time the dollar finds a fallen tree, it's throwing it away.

Normally, it takes more time to process. Even in that sense, it's helping. While hunting and more, it also enriches my diet, and day 13 ended that way.

Day 14 morning is sunny. Enjoy the morning with the rest of yesterday's prey and start traveling in the carriage. After two hours of running, I began to smell the nostalgic sea.

"Something smelly?

Fia seems to have noticed whether her nose is sensitive or the smell of the ocean.

"I wonder if this is the smell of the ocean. I think we're almost there."

"Er. Something, isn't it the smell of rotten objects?

Fia looks terribly nasty.

Well, this is what's around the ocean, and I don't think Japan and this world are going to change.

Went out of the woods much earlier than planned. The plain spreads as soon as possible, with a light blue colour spreading ahead. The sea.

My buddies nailed it to the sight I'd never seen before.

Personally, I am concerned about the variety of coconut trees that live in them. Japan's northern limit is around Okinawa. It's not even that far south, but I think it's okay, but it reminds me of Paniasimo's story and gives up.

There are a large number of coconuts of various kinds. It would also be able to produce sweeteners and make liquor. Coconut juice, since Okinawa.

Get a carriage to the site of a past village, close to the sea. As for building materials, reuse has decayed to a difficult degree.

I haven't heard much about how long ago it was built, but it's an empty house exposed to damp sea breezes. It won't be that long.

As I prepare for the camp, I'll go check on the ocean. After a stone-covered side, the sandy beach spreads. The waves are calm and angular transparent to the ravioli. I can see the bottom everywhere.

When you touch the water, is it slightly higher than the temperature?

Fly over the sea with a hover, out to the offshore, but you can see the bottom until hours. Fish shadows abound. In incredible transparency, every fish swims endlessly.

I just honestly don't know what depth feels like. I go along wondering how deep it is. It's about 20 km. Going offshore is suddenly shelved and deeper all at once. The color of the sea changes around it.

Touch the water, it's incredibly cold. I guess it's completely different with shore-side currents and offshore currents. That means near this shelf is the treasure trove of fish. Seaweed like kelp also grows, and fish cross between them.

If the southern limit of Kombucha is Japan, it is certainly around the Tohoku region. I guess the water temperature here is constantly cold to the temperature around it.

Cold currents with abundant nutrition pour in from the bottom of the ocean, stirring with warm currents in bumps. Yeah. This is going to be a good fishing area.

With that in mind, looking more offshore, I could see giant creatures like whales tearing through the water and jumping. Wow, even whale watching can't be seen this close. Awesome.

Well, it's dangerous to be hit by such a big creature, so let's get you fishing by the shelves. I thought so.

Hurry back, the camp was ready.

"How'd it go?

Liz asks.

"Fish shadows are thick. We found what we were looking for later."

"For you?

Liz tilts her neck. Honestly, Kombu had given up because he heard it was the southern sea. I'm glad that's what I'm going to get.

For lunch, I asked to collect and pick up firewood. I take out the fishing rod and go fishing. I also want to check the status of the fish. You'll catch fish with fat at this time of year.

In charge of the bucket, the rock was spreading about 2 km to the east. Turning the rock upside down with a few hits was a mess. Put a bag in it and head to the edge of the rock.

The trick is done, so adjust the length of the floating yarn while looking at the depth of the water and throw it between the waves. If you can aim, is it a stone seabream at this time of year? There is also a risk that the thread will be cut.

When I think about waiting for temperament, all of a sudden the float reacts with a freak, a freak. You're not reacting too fast? With that in mind, he sees the floating motion, aiming for a large sinking moment, raising and hooking the rod.

At that moment, the handle of the reel turns with great momentum and the thread leaves. Carefully roll up slowly to avoid being cut off the thread. While waiting to get tired, pull and repeat the letting out.

I'm afraid the rod will break, so I straighten it in the direction of the fish and wind it up as I later step back. After a few minutes of battle, I saw a fish shadow. Black and white stripes, as expected. Were you still in this world?

After I see it, I'll fight again for a few minutes and catch it. Is it more than 50 cm long? It also weighs quite a bit. I can't even see you in Japan. If this size is gobbly, a few would suffice.

The "Recognition" teacher's ecological description found it to be poisonless. I guess it's a close-edge species of Ishidae.

Tighten with a knife and bleed with hydromagic. It's a retry where the blood has fallen. After that it also takes an outside road, but it also takes Ishidai quite a bit. It was a smart, cautious fish impression, but the fish in this world are not rubbed.

It ended with about 4 cars. Salt-roasted and seaweed, I guess?

When I got back, the sampling team was coming back. The firewood crew is a little distant to the woods, so they haven't come back yet.

Assemble the stock firewood and light the fire.

The fish carefully takes the scales, grates them into three pieces, and carefully pulls out the bones left over from the abs as well. Break your head in half, too. The head and the middle bone go cooked carefully.

The stock is only from sea bream, but, well, this is all Ala. I guess it's a luxury. Produce hot water in the pan and add the head and medium bone. Boil the root vegetables first and combine later.

The grated body beats the split skewer, sears the surface over high heat and cooks it carefully away from the fire when the colour changes.

While I was doing that, the firewood crew came home, too.

"That's a big fish... Is the ocean just such a big fish?

Tiana listens.

"It's huge. Some big fish. I guarantee the flavour."

With that answer, concentrate on baking fish.

While doing so, add root vegetables to the tidal juice, chop dried ginger and shake. Season with salt and finish.

Pour into everyone's cup and explain how to eat fish. Because all humans have never eaten a head before, explain how to take meat around the cheeks.

Leave the salt grill on a plate.

"Unfortunately, we have reached our second destination. Once we're done investigating here, we're returning. Let's try a little harder. Okay, let's eat."

Contains tidal juice in the mouth. I usually use it as a kelp base, but I don't care about the good taste because this is all the sea bream in it. On the contrary, it has a luxurious flavour. I also get fat on my body and entertain myself in the mouth with the molluscs.

The salt grill is excellent. The same goes for fat, but it's a long time ago fresh sea fish. I'm just happy with that.

The people around us, too, are already eating silently and silently. Noisy all the time, but quiet when eating delicious food. The fork is used carefully and the meat is removed from the head area for a bright face.

Unfortunately, Ray has no head in number, but he divided the mesobone area into multiple eyes.

"Sea fish are so delicious... I didn't like how the river fish was crusty. But this is delicious."

Tiana shrugs.

Well, even if it's salted, it's juicy because it's fat on it. River fish are difficult to fire or subtract.

As such, the first meal after the arrival of the sea ended in favor.