Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

The first day of the university festival.

Fifteen minutes after the opening, there will be a flow of flirtatious people in the courtyard (Central Square) where our Circle mock shop will gather.

Student-run mock stores are priced cheaper than professional stalls connecting houses outside the university.

The main reason is that it can't be set high because it's made by the amateur in question, but a lot of young people buy it because they can buy and eat cheap for that matter.

Whether it's our imitation or not, as more people grow, the smell of other stalls intentionally scorching sauces and so on.

It's not an eel shop, but a food store is a big weapon that smells like people.

And one more thing.

What we need is, yes, a billboard daughter.

Our touring circle stalls are close to the center of the courtyard.

It is the best position for customers to start looking around for something to eat while passing through the corner of the stall.

"You're here! How about a skewer?

"Wow, we'll treat you!

In anticipation of the first customer approaching, Kubo, Kobayashi and Seto start calling in a little embarrassed.

The person who took the street is surprised for a moment when he sees them, then stretches one centimeter beneath his nose gently.

Anyway, a pink sleeveless mini piece or something. It's also a welcome for the beautiful girls who are miniskirt sailors cosplay.

Although there is no such store slut at night because it is an outdoor stall during the day, the majority of customers are nevertheless young men.

To its appearance, it flocked as if it were a flurry of insects drawn to a moth lamp.

... man, there's nothing I can do about it... I can't tell you about people either, and if I were in the same position, I'd definitely be drawn to buying them all.

"How about skewering? Very, oh-i-si-yi, isn't it?

"Ha, yes, uh, one..."

"Uh, just one, is it?

"Yes, no! Five, please!

"Wow! Thank you very much!

"Oh, I'd like five, too!

"This one is for ten!!

... a woman, I'm afraid.

Members who were embarrassed are also calling out to men who have reopened or are walking, or smiling at men who have ordered.

"Hmm, so is that better with salt? Hmm? Is that sauce? Okay, wait a minute."

Laylia cooks the undercooked skewers side by side on the baking table for the book as she hears one order after another to go in.

The costume is a witch's garment with a wide open chest in the ear of a fox.

Every time he moved, the men's gaze nailed into the visible valley. The appearance is not particularly offensive to the target, even in a slightly different tone.

... something, don't get upset.

"Lord, do not have such eyes. The Lord is not the only one who exposes my skin."

He felt how I was, pretending that Leiria was gonna take things and come to the tarp where I am and whisper softly.

Seems to find out.

Maybe it's narrow on boulders to be jealous while keeping exclusivity to Leiria, Tia and Mel as well as Cee. There's nothing I can do about it.

"Yo! Keep burning!

While doing so, the under-baked skewers that had become mountains in the heat maintainer were instantly decreasing.

Dabamboo skips the bamboo, Aikawa and Totsuka rush to arrange skewers on the baking table.

Dude, I should have baked over a hundred bottles, but it's only been ten minutes since I started and it's gone already?!

This is a little sold out, and no, the startup dash just went well.

Does Dabamboo know that, too? The baking table for the bottom baking is lined with skewers with no gaps, a little quicker, trying to bake a lot of skewers.

Well, he's used to it a lot. You work part-time in a tavern, though?

"Oh?! Delicious!"

A man who bought only one skewer without being bonded to the colorful incense of a cosplay girl and clung to it as it were squeaks unexpectedly.

I was originally going to compete with a decent product rather than a crowded customer, so I have a lot of confidence in the flavor.

The meat consists of three species: bird meat and bird meat, and pork. Besides, bird meatballs are scrap chickens (hens who no longer lay much eggs) that are finely beaten with knives rather than machines and mixed with cartilage.

Abandoned chickens are quite strong in flesh, but they are also so rich in flavor that they are unbeatable by high-end chickens, and are used as a stock for ramen and simmering. Most importantly, the price was low. … even though the wholesale value is 170 yen per kilo….

The three types of meat are fixed in one skewer at a time. Vegetables are eggplant, pepper, carrot, onion, spring onion, far (potato variety. Taste is strong with sticky fruit and hard to boil down. Of course, it is put through fire beforehand), and tachenoko (provided by Grandma Aikawa. They had boiled large quantities of asparagus picked in the bamboo grove in spring and frozen it. massive enough not to be able to get into the cooler box, he gave it to me for free), three different combinations of Wandaiji chili peppers.

Six ingredients were stabbed on a single skewer and baked for 300 yen. Even tasting was very popular with circle members. There's no way it doesn't taste good. Plus, it's quite voluminous.

"Sorry, another bottle, no, give me three! I'll eat two later, will you bag them?

A man who quickly finished his meal gave me another order.

"Thank you!!

The members raise their heartfelt voices together.

Yeah, you're happy, aren't you?

The girls' smiles don't look good either.

Seeing the man walk away lightly with the rest of the skewer bags hanging in one hand with the baked skewers on his cheeks, the spectacle men and female guests, whose hips were tucked away in cosplay, also gathered in the stalls.

So this is what customers call their customers?

Don't snort that there are stores that use sakura to bring customers.

"Ya, yabe, you can't bake in time!

I watched Bo in the back of the stall and I heard Dabamboo screaming.

Sure, it's selling by the baking and it takes a lot of time to bake. You can't serve it raw.

You can't miss the big wave right now.

I should take the lead here as chairman.

Surely there must have been two barbecue stoves in the room.

"Yamazaki, hey..."

"Dao Yong! Take Nomura and Sage and burn them down in front of the room! There are two barbecue stoves in the room, so take a little charcoal with fire from the grill table for the book grill! The spare charcoal is in the room!

"Copy that! Lend me Kudo Shin, too. Because I'll have them carry the burnt one. Sage, bring me one cooler box with skewers!

"Yes!

"Everybody take turns. Just wait till you calm down."

"It's okay! Good luck getting through this, guys!

'Yes!'

... Is that it?

Hey, seriously, me, the kid you don't want?

"Kashiwagi! You're not boggling at me, I'm interrupting you with a big figure! Take that pop over there and bring it to me!

Killed Dabamboo kicked me out of the stall.

... Can I cry?

Tearful 'Volumizing Selected Skewers Grilled! Delicious and cheap! Handmade by the Beautiful Girls' Walk around the street with a hand-held sign that says:

The customer's attention is drawn to my costume as soon as possible.

"Wow! And cosplay?

"Hey, isn't that a real hero costume called 'Kronos' for sure?

"It doesn't look good. Pup."

"Are you all right? This university."

... you can cry, right?

It may be good in terms of publicity, but it's fatally damaging to my background and spirit.

For once, I was given the "Operations" badge as a troubleshooter in this area. However, I'm not wearing it because it looks even worse and more prominent when I even give Kronoskos an armband.

If anything happens, you just have to present it, and guidance on the festival and customer support is another management committee member's job, so it's fine.

Though, I don't even think I have that much trouble with this kind of festival.

I was thinking about it and I heard a voice rubbing it at a mock store a little further away.

... well, this is how flags stand.

"So what are you going to do! You got sauce on your shirt!

"You say you don't know, right?! You didn't come bumping into me!

What's making a scene is two men and three girls.

Both have blood on their heads and they're yelling at each other without worrying about their surroundings.

It doesn't seem like a particularly tough guy, he's forgiving while holding the shoulder of the other guy yelling, and the rest of the girls' daughters are looking around and embarrassing.

"What's up?

I hold my arm in my hand, and I speak up.

"Ahhh? What, Senior Kashiwagi?

A man who looks grumpy at me for his side mouth and hardens like a surprise.

Hmm? You know me? I don't recognize you though.

"Shh, excuse me, senior. Well, when he received the takoyaki and looked back, he hit the girl there, and the shirt, the"

On behalf of the hardening man, the one who was forgiving explained the situation to me.

When I saw it, it did come with a bettri, octopus sauce and a blueberry around the belly of a thin blue check shirt.

... This smell is a sauce.

No, as it doesn't matter, it doesn't look like I'm going to fall off washing this thing.

It doesn't look yu-o-chro, and maybe it's a bit of a good shirt.

"We approached the next stall..."

I look around asking the girls what was going on as well.

It opened for nearly an hour.

The courtyard where the mock stores are gathered is becoming quite crowded.

That would make it easier for you to have trouble with this hand.

First, we need to do something about the man who was yelling at us with anger.

I take the wet tissue out of the item box while making it look like it's out of my pocket and gently wipe the dirt off the man's shirt.

When roughly the sauce and blue crease fall, wrap the spotted areas with even newer objects and grip them tightly. At the same time activate Kosso 'Cleaning Magic'.

It's convenient. It's a classic fantasy with a lot of camp and stuff.

After about ten seconds, except for the tissue, there's a clean shirt there.

Well, there's wet marks, but you'll be dry soon.

"Oh, huh? Oh! It's beautiful! Seriously?!"

"It had stains on it and it wasn't dry yet. This is good, right? It's a waste of fallen octopus, but it doesn't look like it's all there, and there's some fault in turning around without checking the perimeter."

"Oh, ha, yes, sorry"

"Thank you"

Surprisingly, but not honestly, the men bow their heads.

"You guys are dangerous if you cross the street because there are so many people out there. Humans don't have eyes behind them."

"Yes, that, I'm sorry.... Eh, sorry I got my clothes dirty"

The girl who was holding her eyes up and yelling back also bowed her head to me and then to the other guy.

It's less harmful, and if a girl apologizes, a normal man can't keep getting angry any more.

The man also apologized back, "I'm sorry I yelled," and this settled one case.

I shrug my shoulders off to see them dissolve in their respective groups as I meet here.

"Kronos, descent"

... Who? The guy I just said.

I look back unexpectedly at the voice I hear from behind me. but I don't know who did it. Oh, shit!

"Oh, uh, here, I'm in trouble"

"That's good. Just give us a minute, so you can stop by our circle."

Now he seems to be a strong customer.

I know you're desperate, but you better see the look on their faces.

"Yes, that's it! Forced to pull out the mock shop."

"Yes, who is it! What, suck, Kashiwagi?!

"Why are you running away as soon as you see my face!

Seriously, I ran away.

... Me, what rumors are there in school right now?

That's how I felt my gaze for a while when I was patrolling while I put up a sign.

No, I always feel my gaze itself. I'm dressed like this.

It's just that the other guy is the problem.

"Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Jeez, jeez!"

Looking back at the gaze from behind, two faces that looked just like me.

Twins, right, maybe.

There was a girl there about kindergarten, decorated with a similar ponytail with a different color ribbon.

... who?