Labyrinth Restaurant

"Dear Father, Mother, Brother, Sister, and Castle, are they all breathing disaster?

I am doing well. I'm familiar with life in this city, and I've made new friends. '

"Hmm... dude, isn't this strange about the writing text?

"Yeah, I was wondering if you'd mind. Your Majesty will be delighted."

The day after the curry battle at the restaurant, Simon was writing in one of the embassies he was staying in.

Usually, Claude teaches academics and such, but today he spells letters, not academics. Referring to the books and Claude's advice from earlier, I am thinking of the text with agony that it is not, or not.

"Oh man, it's good to write a letter to the country, but I'm not used to this kind of thing"

"Would you like me to take a short break, I'll make you some tea"

"Um, I only bought some sweets on my way home yesterday, let me have those too"

Since Simmons came to the labyrinth city, another month was about to pass with the early ones. I originally came in the name of traveling, but I have stayed longer than I expected.

The identification of the Demon King, which was Simon's original purpose, has been done early, but new friendships have also arisen, which can be a lot more interesting every day. As Simon, I still want to be in this city for the time being, so I'm considering changing the reason for my stay from traveling to studying abroad.

"Mmm, what else did you write..."

"Well, why don't you write about this city from a young man?"

"I see, then I think I can write"

Follow the advice. Simon runs the brush.

"The city is a bustling place with rumors, and the market is lined with rare products and a novel culture blossoms..."

"Yes, I have to send the castle people the souvenirs I bought."

Although the prince has a limited budget, he chooses and collects souvenirs from day to day to send to his family and castle servants.

It also seems like you're immersed in the Demon King's Restaurant, but that's not all you walk around the city every day, sometimes shopping in markets and shops.

It is the policy of Claude, the educator, to take himself to the store from day to day in order to spread the word and provide for the eyes that identify the feeling of money and the good and bad of the goods.

"... Well, what do we write about the rest? My words don't come out because I don't speak with my mouth on my own. Do you have any good ideas?

"Yes, for example... how about the map that the young man drew on his bed this morning?

"Damn, I could've written that. Ugh!

"Ho ho ho, that was a long time super masterpiece"

It must be because I gabbed water yesterday when eating dry curry. When Simon woke up this morning, the bed had a big map. I've been alarmed that I stopped taking sleeping pisses lately, and my failure to go to the bathroom before going to bed was the cause of my defeat.

"Look, you're never gonna tell anybody!

"Yeah, I know. I would never say."

Claude gave up talking to someone verbally about this matter because he told him not to, but he didn't say "don't write". I was also willing to write about it in a report that I plan to send with Simon's letter. Teaching public rigour was also because I worked as an educator, I ghosted my heart and cried... and there were no circumstances, simply because it was funny.

"Um, this is the place"

Write a final greeting for the time, and if the ink dries, it is the completion of the letter. Sealed with melted wax and stamped, ready to be sent at any time.

"What do you say, I wrote you a letter?"

"It's brilliant. Now let's arrange to send it with a souvenir."

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A few days later, in the throne room, the royal castle of Simon's hometown.

"Huh... I'm not motivated..."

Simon's father, the king who ruled this country, was in a very downer mood. My adorable son went on a trip to a far away place for over another month. I'm worried and lonely, and I'm very unwilling to do my official business.

"Sire, just a little more shaky, even though I miss Prince Simon a lot"

"I shouldn't have ministered."

It seems almost ineffective for ministers who refrain from sideways to be cautious.

"Nevertheless, I had no idea Simon had been so admired by all the castles."

"It's a whole lot of trouble. No, it's not the Prince's fault."

The King is not the only one with low morale. Almost everyone in the castle misses Simon, who is adored by everyone, since he left the country, including the royal family, the castle's clerks, martial arts officers, deacons and maids. Because of this, there is dark air all over the castle, and the work tends to lag behind overall.

"Huh..."

Shortly after the king sighed again,

"Your Majesty! Excuse me!

A general, the head of a martial officer in this country, has jumped between the thrones with the momentum he has been running. Apparently, there's a rush requirement.

"General, what's wrong?

"Your Majesty! I have received a letter from Prince Simon!

"What the hell!? Get to this!

The king received and opened the seal to snap the letter that the general had brought.

"Hmm, apparently you're doing fine...... WHAT!?"

"Duh, what's wrong?

The minister asked the king, who suddenly bared his voice, terrified.

"... he wants to study in a labyrinth city like this... he doesn't want to go home for a while yet."

The King is dissapointed with the signs of homesickness and other things that are not as if, on the contrary, he wishes to extend his stay.

"... shouldn't we just dismiss the Prince's hope?

"Because... I'd be in trouble if they didn't like me for doing that..."

My son, who has been made since he got older, wants to stay spoiled. I miss you, but I don't even want you to hate me. This king, as a king, is quite famous, but as a parent, he couldn't.

"Well, I've come up with something good! I just need to get out of position and live in a labyrinth city with Simon!

"" Please stop!

Ministers and generals who were on the spot desperately retain their masters trying to pass their parent idiots to make stupid parental decisions. If you're late enough for work, it's not like you've been deposed on the spot.

"Prince...! Please come home soon!

The minister's sad and sincere cry echoed between the thrones.