It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do
Episode 766: Harvest Festival Day 2 Ponzu Rigging
The conversation about rice was about to begin immediately on the spot, so we took a break in each room and then discussed it again. 'Cause, guys, I was scared my eyes were changing color. They'll definitely tell you to add it to the item in the deal. Except for the processed products and the amount we eat, and the amount we use to make them next year, there's not that much. I don't know what the taste is like when I get a short grain seed from Paniasimo. Hmmm...... He said it was for the initial boost, but he brings Liz to the room with a blissful face, thinking about bringing some more from Earth.
Sitting on the sofa for a while, the perspective fits, as I've always noticed.
"Did you notice?
"It was delicious"
I groan with a superb smile, so I gently stroke my head. Taro and Hime get a super polar cow's femur and are in a good mood but biting.
"Whoo!! Come on!!
"I want to fudge!!
Hmm, I think Hime is a little different. Even though my body length is already like that of an adult wolf, I support it with my back leg like a wolf, and I still chew on it. Really beast cute.
"Rice, that's delicious. He said he liked Hiro."
You calm down a little, Liz brews herbal tea and gently offers it to me. Tilt that cup and exhale.
"I guess it's a little different to say I like it...... Because it's already like a part of my body."
"Hehe. Just like our bread."
Liz grinned and smiled softly, but snorted. When I gently mouth him, Liz flutters and stretches. I took quite a nap, but I guess I'm still getting tired.
"Come on, there's still tomorrow, and take your time off today. I'm going to talk a little bit about your work."
That's what I said, and he gently turns his hand around his neck when he tries to carry it to bed with a princess hug to support the broken object.
"Hehe. It's a treat."
I see Liz say that and flutter into bed, gently blowing out the candle. In the room, where the thin smoke was lit by the remnants of the candle and I could see it rising for a moment, only the sound of a sobering breath, and the sound of a tarot and a shark called a sword, remained.
"Thank you for waiting"
Upon entering the reception room, Rostee and Norwe, along with Terraxta, were leaning on the couch for a sake cup. The hand with swallowing is the same.
"You made a mistake."
First of all, I would like to express my deep gratitude to Rostee for her words.
"Did you enjoy it?
Everyone, including me, breaks face and laughs at the words. That's all the formality.
"No. I was surprised by the rice, too, but one first. Bedroom pillows and futons, what's that? Light and soft. Compared to that, the futon you're using is like bread dough."
Norwe's words are about to leak a little grin. Well, there's definitely a word for pancake futon.
"That's a futon, made by collecting waterfowl feathers. It's a futon that's light and breathable, cool in summer and warm in winter."
To the words, the three of them round their eyes. The feathers I've been collecting since I was an adventurer, but some people hunt ducks since the town was formed, so I made a purchase. Enough was gathered, so I washed it beautifully and dried it refreshingly during the summer. It was already hard to wash, and it was hard to spread and shade dry. I tried replacing it by saying that Terraxta had arrived, but I was satisfied because it seemed to surprise me.
"I tried to use a metaphor that it was as light as a feather, but by mistake, I don't know"
Rostee tilts the cup all the way and tells her it looks fun.
"As I told you earlier, sake is not as alcoholic as wine. Tomorrow will be tough after too much booze."
When I say so, I gently offer the dishes on the table. It's a little interesting with all the dishes that can be eaten well in Japan, such as seared smoked meat, and broiled sulmon and dried squid.
"This is a pearl. Delicate as polished stone without a little cloudiness. touched."
Terraxta also admires it in somewhat daunting terms. I found myself telling you not to be intoxicated by the three of us with unfamiliar liquor. It's rare to drink so deeply. The beer, on the contrary, has a low alcohol content, so I guess I was alarmed.
"So why don't you try the stuff before you brush it?
Tell him so, grab the bottle placed on the shelf, open it, and pour it into a new drink. The thick white, which is just called thickening, is poured out.
"That's a snowy feeling..."
Rostee brings a fluffy, homely color to the edge of her eyes and carries it gently to her mouth.
"Sweet......"
Norweh opens his eyes and stirs them all at once.
"That's thick...... And the smell of cereal is strong. It should already be called flair rather than clutter. This is now, good"
With the expression of an indescribably colorful scented man, Terraxta vacates to a man laugh.
"D... Did you say Pong Liquor... Hmmm...... At least let Pong abbreviate it. The look on Ponzu's face is a thousand weird. Don't change your expression every time you drink, every time you process, every time you cook together. Feelings like drops of life, I know..."
Drunk Rostee doesn't usually show, shows the appropriateness of a drunk. We shouldn't talk about business today, we should enjoy it loosely. Though I think so, now I hear abbreviations that I don't hear much about, and laughter comes in. Since the consumption of sake has slumped, I have not heard how to call it soju. That friendly, nostalgic, tears are going to overflow.
"You call the grapes medicine, you call them the grace of time, you call them the grace of time, you call them rice."
Norweh grinned as I waved the rice story.