Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

Carriages, cattle cars, birds (emu) and half-horsemen (centaurs) come and go along the cobblestone-paved roads.

The people going out were about half Pu and half sub, with numbers and vibrancy along the urban streets during the day.

"... that's normal"

"It's a little big to say village, but, well, isn't it normal"

"It feels like I've seen you, young and old. You're normal."

Look, a very normal sight is spreading through the gate.

"Actually, Joey, it's a mistake to be in your dreams, not to have been magically flown somewhere you don't know while you were asleep, is it?

Mr. Meer groans suspiciously as he looks around at the sights that are too real and raucous.

"I don't think so... but there are places where the sprinklers of the Crimson Empire (of ours) can't be sprinkled..."

I don't think so, but I don't know what I'm gonna do with you, do I?

Me and Meer, driven by suspicion, were naturally pinching their cheeks to confirm.

"There he is... Does it hurt? Is that it? Like it hurts. Like it doesn't... is that it?

Fiore protests with both cheeks.

Confirming the reaction, we nodded and let go of our hands.

"I knew you wanted to dream."

"Right. I really meant to make up my mind, but that's about it."

"Why do you try it on my cheek like you deserve!? You can do it yourself!

Ignoring the teary-eyed Fiore thing as a matter of course, Bok and Meer walk towards the center of the village.

"What will you do now, Your Majesty?

"I guess I'll listen in first. Isn't gathering information in a tavern on Ishiki Street?

"Or an Adventurer's Guild."

"Right."

"Hey! Don't leave me alone!

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Under a sign with a common cup and dish painted, there is a gold nail stream letter dancing that says' Stupid Saba '.

"... I've had Kanji added to the common language of the continent lately, but I still don't seem to remember it, Joey."

"Well, so far, Kanji is basically just used for official documents between the super empire and the heads of state."

"Today in magic school, they take it to class. I still only remember about a hundred words."

Sighing as Katakana and Hiragana looked up at the sign, Mia showed Fiore how diligent she was, taking in the feeling of so-so.

"It's going to take about a hundred more years to penetrate the public."

When I opened the door with a blur, there was a hugely - often countered liquor store, where the Bear Beast Man over the masterly two melts was polishing the plate.

I glanced at the three of them who came in - all almost inclined (raspberries) in bridesmaids like they had boarded directly from the wedding venue - and just raised my eyebrows silently, continuing to work as if nothing had happened.

I don't know if it's audacious, professional, or because it's in my dreams, but it's also a hassle to explain, so it's helpful not to have a scratch.

There have been a few other adventure-style guys who have been drinking at the table since daylight and playing card games, but they are just as obsessed with their faces as they have seen anything unlikely this way.

Ignoring the cancer, I went to the front of the counter and asked the master to go straight in.

"I need to ask you something, Joey..."

"If you're not a guest, let me ask you to leave, young lady"

Master who speaks out of love.

"Dear Hiyuki, in this case, if you don't place an order and become a" customer, "you can't talk to the public."

Fiore pulled my sleeve and whispered.

We sat all three at the counter thinking it was a pain in the ass.

"What can I get you?

"Miso soup"

"Uh, in milk"

"Are you okay eating in your dreams? Water for now."

The master looked blatantly disgusted when he told the order to pieces.

Ladies, we're in a tavern.

I mean, order some alcohol.

Sake juice, then.

"Bonbon Chocolate with Brandy"

"Hot Wine Flying Alcohol"

You're an unpleasant guest, yes - and the master turns his back and starts making something.

Are you sure it's there, miso soup or alas juice? And, waiting intrigued, a non-alcoholic cocktail Shirley Temple was placed in front of him.

"I don't have anything to ask for, so how about this customer (,,,)"

There was an excessive bend, but apparently he was treated like a customer.

I also put my mouth on the glass as I looked sideways at Fiore, who was gladly tilting the glass, and Mia, who was alert and smelling it.

"If you're a cocktail, I'd personally like to drink Red Bloody Marie like blood...... well, no"

Gently flatter your shoulders, Master.

"... so, that's a different story, but have you ever heard of an adventurer around here called 'Joey Alland', Master?

"Call me stupid about me. The owner of this store. - So, what's Joey Alland... no way, ladies don't know? You mean the King of Adventures, or The Great Braver?

"" "Huh!?" The Great Brave "?!"

What's that!? And I almost blew out the Shirley Temple I was drinking all together.

"Wow, no matter how many dreams I have, I don't think I'm the King of Adventures or the Great Braver."

When I accidentally put it in my mouth, Fiore looked a little annoyed,

"If you're going to say that, Master Hiyuki, who is said to be the" Emperor of God "(Domunas) or something... Ugh, sorry! I don't know... I don't have any other intention."

"- No, I'm not mad at you. Because it's another name in my case, hey. I was wondering if it would be a bit arrogant to be made with Joey, who calls himself"

"Will you also call yourself if the person in your dreams is playing? Interesting."

"- Could you possibly be acquainted with Great Braver?

The master, Mr. Baccasa, tipped his neck.